The Bear and the Unicorn (Supernatural Enforcers Agency Book 6) (13 page)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Two weeks later

Zane pulled Sky closer while nuzzling her shoulder.

“You have to go,” she murmured.  “Mrs. Driver’s puma won’t come home on its own.”

“Ugh, I know.  What is with that woman?  What happened to house cats and goldfish?”

Sky cupped his ass, very aware that her horny student, Shira was watching.  Her unicorn tossed her head smugly.  She saw Shira trying to get Zane’s attention so she could mouth her phone number to him.  Keep trying kitty. 
My bear
crooned her beast.

The last two weeks had been great.  They’d been together constantly.  For sex, talking, sex, eating, sex and then more sex – all amazing.  Yeah, it was a good job she was in great shape otherwise she wouldn’t have been able to keep up.  Her bear had a
huge
amount of stamina.

He wasn’t even bothering to use the excuse of protecting her anymore, although she knew that didn’t leave his mind.  They were just together.  Plus, his anger issues had kind of abated.  The other day, a guy cut in line in front of Zane at the coffee shop, and he didn’t even blow up.  His lips were attached to hers at that moment, but all he did was flip the guy the bird.  He wasn’t angry enough to break their lip lock.  Progress!

Zane had been busy; a few more potential cheating spouses came in, and he worked them diligently, but he hadn’t really been thinking about trying to return to the SEA.  At least not until a woman called Jessie called, demanding he return the bug detector he borrowed a while ago and never returned.

Sky nipped his butt cheek.

“Hey!”

“You’ve gotta let me go, big bear.  I have to get to work.  All my class members are now staring at us through the window.”  She nodded her head to the row of smiling, lust-filled faces.  “And I think Erik is too, and he’s probably getting off on this.”

Zane growled.

“You have to go to work.”

“I’d rather stay here and watch you bend into a bunch of impossible positions.”

“Didn’t I already do that for you this morning.”  Yes, the leg over the head while they had sex in the doorway had been a big hit.  He told her it opened her pretty sex right up to him – hit spots she didn’t even know existed too.

He groaned.  “I’ll be back as soon as I can.  Call me if you need me.  And don’t go anywhere without Mercy.  She’s here today, right?”

“Yeah, teaching a pole dancing class to seniors.”  Apparently, they loved it and having Mercy around was a relief.  She was much more equipped to deal with Erik’s pervisms than Sky.  Mercy, well, she didn’t show any mercy when shooting him down.

“Don’t go too far from Mercy.”

“Zane…”

Zane gave her the serious black bear eyes – the ones she really couldn’t say no to.  How else could she explain the make-out session in the Hola Sunshine parking lot?  “Humor me sweetheart.  I need you safe.”

Sky nodded while her unicorn simpered.  “You be careful too.”

He puffed his chest out.  “Aren’t I always?”

“You almost drowned last week trying to retrieve that crocodile again.”

Zane shrugged his huge shoulders.  “I made it sound worse than it was.  You know - for the sex.”

She doubted that – he didn’t need to lie to get that from her.  “
You
humor me.  Be careful.”

He kissed her one last time.  Then once more, and then another for luck.  “I’m gonna pick up some more clothes from my apartment on the way home, okay?  Wait here for me.”

“Sure.  I…  I’ll see you later.”

Sky watched him go, enjoying leering at his taut butt.  Damn, she had an obsession with that thing.

She’d almost said love.  Not the first time she’d had to catch herself.  Her unicorn pouted, but she would just have to suck it up.  The time wasn’t quite right yet for that word, but it would be - soon.

*

Sky shuffled from foot to foot.  Where was Zane?  How long did it take to pick up a couple of t-shirts and a pair of tube socks?  She’d seen his closet, and it was barer than the turkey freezer at the Speed-E-Mart on the day before Thanksgiving.

She waited another half hour and then steeled herself.  She was being silly.  She managed to get herself home on her own long before she met Zane – she could manage again.  Her unicorn disapproved – the beast was drippily smitten over the bear. 
But tough luck sister
.  She was a grown woman; she could take the bus on her own.

Maybe she’d just send Zane a quick text to let him know what she was up to.  She waited a minute for a reply – his texts usually taking less than ten seconds – but none came.  She took that as a green light and strode towards the bus stop.  What’s the worst that could happen?

*

Damnit Sky!
  His bear yowled in annoyance on reading Sky’s text.  Nope, she was not getting on a damn bus.  She was sitting her ass down and waiting for him to collect her. 
No question
.

He flipped through his contacts until he found her – now down as sexy lover, something she’d recently changed on his phone.  He was about to hit call when a familiar scent attacked.  An overwhelming floral scent mixed with nail polish and far too much face powder.

“What are you doing here?” he snarled as his beast fumed.

Then, darkness.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Sky leaned against her front door.  See, she made it home, and the world didn’t end!  Everything a-okay!  Amazing!

She grabbed her phone, and her unicorn huffed.  No messages, no missed calls from Zane.  Okay, that’s a little weird.  She expected him to at least text her a threatening yet loving message about not going anywhere without him.  But no, nothing, nada, zip.  How odd.

Maybe he was busy.  Except he stopped mid-crocodile wrestle to text her a reply about what kind of takeout he wanted last week.

Maybe he wasn’t worried…  Okay, that didn’t sound like him.  Her beast was a little worried.

Maybe this was all leading up to some punishment for disobeying him.  Like last week when she went to the store without him for olive oil.  He tied her to her bed and tortured her with his tongue until she promised never to go to the store alone.  She shivered just thinking about it.  She almost passed out from pleasure overload that night.

Perhaps he was leading up to something like that.  Whatever it was, the suspense was killing her.

She called him, trying not to overheat as the possibilities of what he was going to do to her ran through her mind.  He didn’t answer so she called again and again and still no answer.  Her arousal withered as she worried for her bear.

Perhaps the puma ate his phone.  Okay, yes, that was a possibility, but it didn’t ease her concern.

She brought up the app to find his phone – something he insisted she have so he could find her phone – but hey, it worked both ways.

“Huh.  What the heck are you doing there?” she muttered aloud.

He was in the park.  Was the puma in the park or something?

Oh lord, maybe the puma ate him!

*

Zane woke up tied to a tree.  For a second he actually hoped this was totally some kind of sexy game thanks to his kinky unicorn.  Oh, he couldn’t wait to pay her back for this!  Then sanity returned, followed by a swift kick from his bear.

He was tied to a freaking tree!

He growled and pulled at the chains.  The last thing he remembered… crap. 
Melissa
.

She kneeled in front of him, a smug look on her face.  “Careful now, lover.  The chains are silver.  Save your strength.  You’ll need it later.”  She winked, and he snarled.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Hush now.  You won’t be confused for much longer.”

She walked away leaving him struggling uselessly.  A memory flashed before his eyes.  Him years ago, less stubble, fewer muscles, wearing a letterman jacket and tied to another tree, writhing as Melissa flitted around him.

His bear paced impatiently.  “What the hell is happening?  What are you doing?”  He scowled at her suspiciously.  “You’ve done this to me before.”

Melissa flashed him a patient smile.  “Ah, it’s coming back to you.  Sweetie, it’s nothing personal.  But back in high school, I needed someone to take care of me, and you fit the bill.  Sadly, you barely knew I existed so I had to move things along.”

“What the f…”

“I’m part witch and…”

“You enslaved me!” he bellowed.  He resumed his furious struggles, eyes flashing to the darkness of his beast.

“I enchanted you – made you my little pet.”  She tried to pat his head, and he snapped his jaws at her.  She snatched her hand back but didn’t stop smiling.

“I’m amazed it actually lasted so long.  Fifteen years has to be some kind of record.  Sadly, it’s wearing off now.  My grandmother designed the enchantment.  Made it so that my touch would persuade you to do anything I wanted.  If you recall,” she bit her lip and wriggled her hips, “we touched each other a lot when we were teenagers.”

The term
misspent youth
was never apter.  His bear thought the term
heinous bitch
was never apter.

“But I still need you, so it’s time to recharge it.”

“Last time…” he started.

“I told you to forget about the spell, although I guess if I weren't going to recast it, you would start remembering all the things I told you to forget.  Like all the girls who tried to come between us.  I’ll do the same again.  Don’t worry; I’ll make sure you forget your new skinny little bitch too.”

Zane stilled and leveled a murderous look at her.  “Melissa!” he spat.

“Don’t you remember how last time we got together you were panting after that nerdy girl Susan Fishface.”

A memory did come fluttering to him, of a sweet girl with long red hair, glasses, and habit of sticking out her tongue when she was doing arithmetic.  She was his math tutor, and he lusted after her for months until… until he suddenly decided Melissa was the greatest girl in the world.  He’d met Melissa before, but had never been attracted to her until… he suddenly was.

“Susan Fishburne,” he hissed.

“Yeah, you were practically dating, and I made you dump her for me.  I did you a favor,” she told him without any kind of lick of remorse.  “Whiny little bitch.  Reminds me of your new one – you always did like the drippy ones.”

She took out a pair of scissors and started cutting through his shirt, cooing over his muscles.  His bear was still pushing to get out, but the silver chains stopped him, making him feel useless and fearful that he really couldn’t stop her.  That he’d never see Sky again.

“Don’t worry,” she said soothingly.  “The ritual is very simple.”  She nodded at a small cauldron, placed over a small fire.  “That’s a mixture of a few herbs, nothing special, the heart of a pig, liver of a bat, your blood, my blood – nothing out of the way.  We have to be close to nature – check.  I drink some, and you drink some.  I perform a dance and then you’ll be so overcome with lust you’ll take me right here and give me your seed.”

Zane glowered at her.

“Yeah, when I was a teenager, I wasn’t really interested in getting pregnant.  And I have to say, after giving birth to two of my own, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.  My ex now has custody – a little amendment to our divorce - thank Hera.  But when you get me pregnant it will be different.  Mostly because you’ll look after our brat.”

“Stay away from my seed.” 
Words he never thought he’d have to say to anyone
.

Melissa shook her head.  “You know I married Roger for his money – he had more than you could earn in a lifetime.  And he worked long hours so I could sleep with whomever I wanted.  For a while it was fantastic.  But apparently only getting a blowjob once a year on his birthday wasn’t enough for old Rog, so he found some hag at his office to stick his tiny prick in.  No matter.  Now I have all his money, none of his kids and I never have to have two-minute sex with him again.”

“Yeah, you’re living the dream,” he muttered, trying to find the lock to the chains.

“I know!”  She never did get sarcasm.  “But I’m bored of sleeping around, so I’ve decided to settle for you.”

“You’re fucking crazy.”

“Although you are kind of dim, you’re hot and great in bed, super protective and easy to manipulate.  I don’t really like your temper tantrums, but I’ll just tell you to act differently when you’re annoying me.  You’ll make a fine mate.”  She patted her stomach.  “Hopefully, Zane Jr. will be cooking in here in less than half an hour.  Isn’t that wonderful?”

“If I could, I’d puke.”  If his bear could, he’d sink his claws into her.  “Stay away from me.”

“Awww, honey.  Ten minutes from now, you’ll be all over me like butter on pancakes.”

“I prefer syrup.”

“Like butter on corn.”

“What is it with the butter?”

“The hell he will!” yelled an angry yet still melodious voice.

“Sky?”  His bear howled both in fear and elation.  “Baby, stay back.”

Melissa curled her hands into fists.  “Please, little horsey.  You going to neigh me to death?”

Sky advanced, her eyes blazing purple and her sensual mouth set in a grim line.  Damn she looked hot.  “Don’t push me, skank,” she shouted. 
Even hotter
.

“Shut up!”  Melissa hurled a pink ball of light at Sky.

“No!” bellowed Zane.  “Sky, run!”

The pink ball hit sky square in the chest and yet she barely even flinched.  She coughed at the strange pink smoke, but all she did was smirk.  “Wow, super impressed over here.”

Melissa’s brow furrowed.  “What the…”  She tried it again, and Sky shrugged at the next attack.

“Ugh!  What is wrong with you?!” screamed Melissa grabbing a knife and running at Sky.

“I don’t think so.”

Her whole body shimmered and her beautiful unicorn sprang forth.  Shifts to animal forms were rarely pretty, but Sky’s was amazing.  Beautiful, sparkling light illuminated the effortless change between her two forms – as if it was the most natural thing in the world to change into a unicorn.  But then, her animal was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen.  She wasn’t just an animal - she was magical.

Something Melissa couldn’t fail to appreciate as she halted in shock.  “Oh, my…”

She didn’t get to finish that exclamation.  Sky charged at her, tossing her head and smashing Melissa into a tree.  Sky snorted and pawed the ground waiting for Melissa to get up, but the witch was down for the count.

The unicorn trotted over to Zane.

“Hey, baby,” he crooned.

She knocked against him with her horn, gently poking him in her enthusiasm to try and nuzzle him.

“Okay, okay, seriously you need to get your horniness under control.”  She let out a small neigh.  “I know that’s rich coming from me.  Although, I am mad at you.”

She shifted back to her human form, naked, luminous and looking very fetching in the moonlight.  His bear drooled just a little.

Sky stood before him, hands on her slender hips and silvery hair cascading over her taut breasts.  “Mad at me?”

“You put yourself in danger.”  Unforgivable – she might have been hurt!  Her reason for doing it didn’t matter.

“I just saved you from a life of unremitting horror as her sex slave – I should get a thank you.”

He waggled his eyebrows.  “How about a promise that I’ll be your sex slave?”

“Now you’re talking.  Where the hell is the key to these chains.”  With renewed energy she started searching the area, giving the cauldron a sniff and then a grimace.

“How come her magic didn’t work on you?”

Sky shrugged a perfect shoulder.  “I’m a magical creature.”

“No kidding.”  He glared at Melissa’s twitching body.  “No wonder she could always control me.  All these fucking years I was under her spell.” 
Claw her
urged the bear.

“Yes, I think the SEA will want to talk to her.”  Sky beamed and jangled the found keys, and then paused.  “You’re taking all this surprisingly well.  Damn, you’re even smiling your sex smile – the goofy one you always do after you have an orgasm.  Thought you’d be growling and champing at the bit to get free.”

“I’m kind of enjoying the view,” he admitted giving her a very long, disgusting leer.

She wiggled exaggeratedly for his benefit, pleased at his comment, as she sauntered toward him.

“Plus, you calm me down.  No spell necessary.”

“Well, like I said, I am magical.”

“No, you’re perfect.”

Sky beamed and kissed the tip of his nose.  “I feel the same way.”

His lips curled.  “That you’re perfect?”

“Dummy,” she taunted playfully.  “I like these chains; maybe we should take them home with us…”

*

Jones couldn’t dial his phone fast enough.

“Booker,” growled the voice on the other end of the line.

“Boss, I have good news…”