“I made you weak on
that plane. I’m sorry for touching you. It will not happen again.”
His eyes went molten red, and her core clenched. The raw
sexual hunger that slammed into her was nothing like she’d experienced before.
She panted. Her nipples hardened. Her pussy swelled and throbbed.
“I said take it down a notch.” Jonah came between them and
broke the stare down contest. His concern calmed Carissa slightly, but she
still wanted to pummel Ray with her power. Just to prove to him he was being
blind. Then she wanted to fuck him into the tile floor.
The side door of the kitchen slammed and all three of them
whipped around to stare at the disappearing back of a gray-haired man in a
hospital gown.
“Shit,” Jonah spat.
“Call Griffin,” Ray yelled and headed back the way he’d
come, through the still open slider.
“Can you…” She skidded backward in the other direction and
gripped the backdoor knob.
“I’ll call,” Jonah insisted. “Be careful.”
Ahead of her, sprinting full-bore down the dock, Ray left
sizzling footprints behind on the wooden dock. Fire spread along the surface
and reached out to her in a seductive call.
“Damn.” Calling on the water to calm as the clouds darkened
and the river churned, she ran as fast as she could.
At the end of the dock, Jonah’s small yacht moored. She’d
been on it a number of times but had forgotten it was there. Her breath caught
as Ray leaped from the dock. An oar swung at his head. A crack rang out and he
dropped to the deck.
Clarissa screamed.
Chapter Six
Ray groaned and came up on his hands and knees. His head
pounded and his eyes blurred as they watered. The hair on the back of his neck
rose. In a blink, he rolled to the side. A foot whooshed by his ear and his
surroundings finally registered.
“Cut it out, Vince.” Ray leaped to his feet and winced. He
was going to have a nasty lump but he should be grateful the older man had been
laid up in a hospital bed for weeks at this point. The whack upside his head
would’ve knocked him into next week otherwise.
“I don’t know how I got to Savannah, but your reign is over.
I will rule the para-talents now. I will take us into the future. Let the
humans see our superiority.” Vince waved the oar around in the air. His color
was back, but his usual dignified manner was gone, not to mention his clothes.
If there was one thing Ray had learned from his former mentor, it was how to
dress the part of a leader.
Ray’s dull headache sharpened into a pulse that he’d
describe as knives slamming into his brain. The boat rocked and his stomach lurched.
“You helped build CTF. You gave me advice. Helped the
talents who needed it. You know what we’re about. How could you suggest I’m
trying to rule our people? I’m just a guy who has the resources to help those
of us who ask for it, or who have nobody else.”
“Like me?” Vince snarled. His face went ugly.
“At the time, I thought so.” Ray didn’t ask about Vince’s
ex. He hadn’t known about her until Astrid, his new sister-in-law, had filled
them in. Astrid had tried to infiltrate CTF, misguided by Vince into believing
CTF were the bad guys. She’d not only found that to be a lie, but she’d fallen
in love with Griffin and they’d mated. Ray had only then learned that Vince had
been in a para-talent partnership with a weaker power. His wife had died.
Vince had hidden that part of his past, which was even more
devastating to Ray since it’d happened while Vince was at CTF. He’d been
married, had a child, and hidden it all from them. The power Vince wielded was
like a powerful computational ability in his head. It manifested itself in an
innate ability to develop and follow unbreakable strategy. But something had
gone wrong with Vince.
“We were all a family,” Ray continued.
“Not hardly. I’ve used you for decades. To learn the powers
out there, all the para-talent families. I don’t have your charm or
that plane. I’m sorry for touching you. It will not happen again.”
His eyes went molten red, and her core clenched. The raw
sexual hunger that slammed into her was nothing like she’d experienced before.
She panted. Her nipples hardened. Her pussy swelled and throbbed.
“I said take it down a notch.” Jonah came between them and
broke the stare down contest. His concern calmed Carissa slightly, but she
still wanted to pummel Ray with her power. Just to prove to him he was being
blind. Then she wanted to fuck him into the tile floor.
The side door of the kitchen slammed and all three of them
whipped around to stare at the disappearing back of a gray-haired man in a
hospital gown.
“Shit,” Jonah spat.
“Call Griffin,” Ray yelled and headed back the way he’d
come, through the still open slider.
“Can you…” She skidded backward in the other direction and
gripped the backdoor knob.
“I’ll call,” Jonah insisted. “Be careful.”
Ahead of her, sprinting full-bore down the dock, Ray left
sizzling footprints behind on the wooden dock. Fire spread along the surface
and reached out to her in a seductive call.
“Damn.” Calling on the water to calm as the clouds darkened
and the river churned, she ran as fast as she could.
At the end of the dock, Jonah’s small yacht moored. She’d
been on it a number of times but had forgotten it was there. Her breath caught
as Ray leaped from the dock. An oar swung at his head. A crack rang out and he
dropped to the deck.
Clarissa screamed.
Chapter Six
Ray groaned and came up on his hands and knees. His head
pounded and his eyes blurred as they watered. The hair on the back of his neck
rose. In a blink, he rolled to the side. A foot whooshed by his ear and his
surroundings finally registered.
“Cut it out, Vince.” Ray leaped to his feet and winced. He
was going to have a nasty lump but he should be grateful the older man had been
laid up in a hospital bed for weeks at this point. The whack upside his head
would’ve knocked him into next week otherwise.
“I don’t know how I got to Savannah, but your reign is over.
I will rule the para-talents now. I will take us into the future. Let the
humans see our superiority.” Vince waved the oar around in the air. His color
was back, but his usual dignified manner was gone, not to mention his clothes.
If there was one thing Ray had learned from his former mentor, it was how to
dress the part of a leader.
Ray’s dull headache sharpened into a pulse that he’d
describe as knives slamming into his brain. The boat rocked and his stomach lurched.
“You helped build CTF. You gave me advice. Helped the
talents who needed it. You know what we’re about. How could you suggest I’m
trying to rule our people? I’m just a guy who has the resources to help those
of us who ask for it, or who have nobody else.”
“Like me?” Vince snarled. His face went ugly.
“At the time, I thought so.” Ray didn’t ask about Vince’s
ex. He hadn’t known about her until Astrid, his new sister-in-law, had filled
them in. Astrid had tried to infiltrate CTF, misguided by Vince into believing
CTF were the bad guys. She’d not only found that to be a lie, but she’d fallen
in love with Griffin and they’d mated. Ray had only then learned that Vince had
been in a para-talent partnership with a weaker power. His wife had died.
Vince had hidden that part of his past, which was even more
devastating to Ray since it’d happened while Vince was at CTF. He’d been
married, had a child, and hidden it all from them. The power Vince wielded was
like a powerful computational ability in his head. It manifested itself in an
innate ability to develop and follow unbreakable strategy. But something had
gone wrong with Vince.
“We were all a family,” Ray continued.
“Not hardly. I’ve used you for decades. To learn the powers
out there, all the para-talent families. I don’t have your charm or
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