Lex (Unexpected, #5)

by Cora Rose

Lexington Cavanaugh only cries when absolutely necessary. I have Teflon skin. I am a motherfucking lizard person.

“Are you going to die?” I ask. “Because you don’t look well, Jason.” “I’m fine,” he bites out. “You don’t look fine. You look like you’re about one hectic Monday away from flatlining.”

If it’s Jason hurrying me along already, I will probably reach out, grab onto his ankle, and tug. Watch him fall over like a tiny tree. Timber, motherfucker.

Let them write “morally questionable” on my tombstone. I won’t deny it. I live in the grey.

He’s still sweating profusely. He has a miniature fan buzzing away on his desk. It’s obviously not helping. “See a doctor, Jason. It’s becoming serious,” I say as I pass him.

I am sucking his brain out through his cock and he can’t even answer in English. I’m pretty sure I just heard a few words in German.

God, he begs me for what he wants in silence, and I can read his need plain as fucking day.

He won’t be kissing anyone else but me. His mouth is mine. His whole body is mine. I didn’t have parents and I never learned how to share.

I open my eyes and find his gaze locked on my face. He looks so damn beautiful, and I can’t help but smile down at him. He smiles back and oh, my heart.

“Do you have any other family?” he asks. “No. All I have is Emery and Brenda. And that’s all I need.” William sighs against me, his breath tickling my skin. “And me,” he whispers. Why, yes, it seems that I do.

“Well, that was a lot of drama for a Tuesday. Were the saws really necessary?” I ask him. “I know,” he says. “But it made her take us seriously. And with my height and general appearance, I need the fucking saws, Lex.” I give an understanding nod. “Touché.”

Lex’s eyes grow hooded as my throat works. “Oh, you filthy…” Lex says, pulling his lip ring between his teeth. “Guys?” Emery suddenly says. “Um, the pizza is here, and I know you are doing like a…mating ritual or something, but can we eat? I’m hungry and August said it would be rude to start without you.”

There’s nothing to be done, it seems. I am stuck with a hard dick for life. I have accepted my fate.

“That was very short. I apologize,” I mutter, pressing my lips to the side of his neck. “Next time will be better.” William huffs a small laugh. “No. It was perfect.” “It’s just been a while since my dick’s been aggressively hoovered by an asshole.”

“You need to stop worrying yourself so much. I’ve lived so very long, Lex. When I go, it will be okay. I’ve had such a good life, made only better by having you in it.”

“Who’s going to love me now that she’s gone?” I whisper. William reaches over and clasps my hand. “Me, Lexington. Me. I will love you.”

There have been so few people who have loved me as much as I loved them. Brenda was one of them. William will be another. My William. Brenda gave him to me. She knew she would have to leave me someday, and so she chose to give me a piece of her to keep.

“I forgot to ask, are you okay, love?” Lex asks, his voice hoarse. My throat is sore and my eyes feel heavy but I smile sadly as I shake my head. “No, I’m not but I’m strong for you, Lex. I’ll be strong for you.”

“Are those my pajamas you’ve been working on?” Lex asks. “You betcha.” He runs his hand over the fabric of the adult-sized footie pajamas and meets her gaze. “There are dicks on this. You used a dick pattern?” “Yeah, so? You like cock.”

I press my lips to his, licking my way into his mouth, just enjoying the taste of him. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, this is making me anxious,” Emery mutters. “August, don’t look. It’s all very sexual. It’s not for your innocent eyes. Although, it is giving me some ideas. I’m taking mental notes for later…”

“I love you, Lexington. I know I don’t say a lot, and voicing my feelings is not something I’m particularly used to. But I promise I’ll work on saying it as often as you need. Just know that even when I don’t say it, I feel it. All the time, every day.”