Page 49 of They Call Me Wicked


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“It’s not my fucking fault that you’ve got such a hardon for all this,” I pause, waving my hand up and down in front of my body to dig in my point, “that you take it out on everyone else, yelling so loudly even the neighbors could hear. I can take you to my bed and really give you something to shout about, if you want. I’m sure that would be much more fun for everyone to listen to.”

Silence is all that greets my heavy breaths as I wait for him to respond.

Nothing.

Uh oh. I think I might have pushed him too far…

His rage blankets the air so thick I can’t even draw in a breath, my chest heaving from the effort of trying. I don’t even notice he’s come towards me until the warmth of his body is right in front of me, so close it feels like flames are licking at my skin.

“As if I would let my cock anywhere near you.” The words are bitter, dripping in acid, so sharp they pierce through the blood rushing in my ears as his rage overwhelms my gift. “You’re just as delusional as Kai. Maybe I was wrong. You’re perfect for each other. Have fun getting each other killed.”

Wow. Low fucking blow, dude.

“Leave her alone, Nic.” Kai’s voice surfaces behind the looming asshole in front of me. His naturally light aura shining through the smothering blanket of fury around me, allowing me to gasp in a breath. “You alright, Wicked Girl?”

“I’m fine.”

I’m not.

“Come on. Let’s go.” Kai gets closer just before I hear a thumping sounding directly in front of me as he shoulder checks Nic right out of the way.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Nic growls, his aura pressing back in.

“Don’t fucking touch me, brother,” Kai snaps as he rounds on him. I can feel their face off, sharp and caustic, each second that passes pushes them further and further towards enacting the violence brimming between them. “I’m more than fucking capable of looking after her on my own.”

“Really? Because from where I’m standing, all you’ve done is shown yourself completely incapable of thinking with anything but your dick.”

“Ezra!” I scream as they step closer towards each other, their bloodlust and violence battering at my gift.

I feel Ezra’s calm, collected aura enter the hallway before he quickly analyzes the scene and jumps in, right as one of them swings at the other. His massive body shoves between them, holding them apart, even as they shout insults and continue to try and get around him to attack each other.

“Shut up!” I shout past the emotions and chaotic energy threatening to push me under, holding my hands out as if I can somehow prevent them from going any further myself. “Kai, please stop fighting with him on my behalf. I appreciate it, but I’m not a damsel in distress and I don’t need you to be Captain Save-a-Hoe. I’m more than confident in my self worth, thank you. And Nic! Stop fucking being a goddamn dick! For fuck’s sake! Who I let into my bed is none of your business, so stop sticking your nose in it. And seriously, stop trying to tell me what to do, or control my every move. I’m fucking done with it!”

My speech started strong, but gradually ended up screechy and high-pitched. I stomp my foot in frustration, forgetting that Snitch was attached to that particular leg. His squeaks stop me from doing it again.

“I’m so sorry, baby. My goodness! Mommy didn’t mean to, I swear! Why don’t you and Gizmo go raid the snack cabinet and I’ll bring you back a yummy dinner when I come home, okay?” I crouch down, rubbing at his furry body, giving Gizmo a few scratches too until they’re both purring and content. When I stand back up, they take off down the hall to gorge themselves on the snacks that I never usually let them get into. “Come on, Kai. We’re leaving.”

I turn and walk out the door, not bothering to grab my jacket or cane. I don’t want to be anywhere near Nic at the moment. A shuffle sounds as footsteps catch up to me, Kai’s arm swinging around my shoulders as he leads us outside.

“Ready to go have some fun, Wicked Girl?” I hear the grin in his voice and smile back at him.

“You fucking bet.” I sure fucking am. I need it like a fish needs water after the day I’ve had, but I’m starting to think this might be a bad idea.

Me and Kai alone? Out? Together? Yeah, that’s just asking for trouble.

He lets go of my shoulders and steps away before I hear a loud click that I’m unable to decipher. “Come on over here, I’ll help you on.”

“Help me on what?” I hesitantly step forward with my hand out and he grabs it, tugging me closer. I feel around, finding him sitting on something made from cold metal and leather. “A motorcycle?”

My stomach flips in excitement and I grin widely. Fuck yeah!

“Not just a motorcycle, babe. This is a Suzuki Hayabusa…” He says the words almost reverently and I can imagine him stroking the beast between his legs like it’s the love of his life. I’m almost jealous. Almost.

“That means nothing to me, but I’m so fucking hot right now. Of course you would drive a motorcycle.” I fan at my face dramatically before laughing as he pulls me against his side, his face going directly to the crook of my neck.

“I could fuck you on her later, have my two favorite ladies in the world under me at the same time.” He nips at my neck as heat floods me and now I really do need to fan my flaming face.

He stretches around before stroking my hair behind my ears and then moving his fingers up to my aviators. “May I?” I nod, my cheeks flaming as he removes the sunglasses and sets them aside. Something heavy presses on the top of my head as he slides a helmet down, the padding tight yet comfortable as it encases me.

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