A Truly Wicked Tale (Book 2)

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Chapter 8

It’s been 3 hours before the girls returned.

The entire time Ryan and Lion thought it was hilarious with how anxious I was. They teased me relentlessly about it. I just couldn’t sit still. Crystal being away from me made me anxious.

I knew that that Cain fucker was still out there looking for her. And that’s what made me fucking antsy.

But once they returned I calmed down instantly just seeing her face. She was smiling. And it was a real smile not one of those fake ones I’ve seen her display when she didn’t want to hurt someone’s feelings.

I couldn’t help shooting up out of my seat and walking right up to her, pulling her to me to bury my nose in her hair.

I ignored the cackle of laughter and the giggles I heard behind me as I crashed my mouth onto hers.

I didn’t care.

I guess I just wanted to make sure she was real.

My tongue danced with hers erasing everything around us. It was just us in my mind. To the point where I almost stripped her right there.

I would have too, if someone didn’t clear their throat.

I pulled away to see her cheeks painted red and out of breath.

“As, hot as that was, I think we should get down to business...” Annabelle said with a disapproving tone.

To keep myself from going off on her I just wrapped my arm around Crystal’s waist and pulled her back against me as I buried my nose in her hair again.

She still smelled like me from her shower this morning.

“What business?” Crystal asked.

“I have to talk to you...” Annabelle said in a serious tone that made Crystal stiffen under me.

I glared at Annabelle as I tightened my arm around her.

“We talked about this Wicked... You know I have to...” Annabelle said in warning.

“Later...” I said walking away and pulling Crystal with me.


~~Megan’s Perspective~~

I wanted to laugh if I was being honest.

I’ve never seen my brother so possessive of someone other then myself. And to be honest, he was never this bad with me either.

He disappeared up the stairs while pulling Crystal behind him.

Something had him on edge.

“What’s with him?” I asked.

“He doesn’t want me to talk to Amanda...” Annabelle said.

My head snapped to her so fast I may have gotten whiplash.

“What?!” I asked.

“Who’s Amanda?” I heard Faith ask.

“You told him about Amanda?” I asked, I was furious.

She wasn’t supposed to. Daniel told her not to.

Amanda was a subject that was off limits due to Crystal not knowing about her.

“I know what you’re thinking... But I have my reasons... Raine, she was a dancer at where Crystal worked, she was found not long ago and on the tape Crystal was there... But by looking at her face it wasn’t Crystal... It was Amanda...” Annabelle explained.

“Someone please explain... Who is Amanda?” Faith practically demanded.

“Crystal’s other personality... The one that comes out to protect Crystal from bad things like Cain forcing her to clean up his kills or kidnapping the ones he’s planning to kill...” I said with a sigh.

There was no point in hiding it now.

Faith was quiet I couldn’t read her expression as she showed none. And without warning she walked off and up the stairs.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Ryan called after her, as he leaned back against the railing to the stairs.

Apparently he knew what she was thinking. I’m glad someone did, considering I had no idea.

Faith just ignored him as she kept walking away.

“I’m going to have to punish her for that...” Ryan grumbled.

I raised my eyebrows in shook looking at him.

“Why?” I asked.

“You do know what he took that girl up there for right?” Ryan asked.

I thought about it for a moment before it clicked.

“Oh shit...” I muttered. “Great... I’ll go get her...” I said making my way up the steps.

When I got to my brothers door Faith wasn’t there but she was inside by the sound of her voice. But before I could go in, both Faith and my brother walked out whisper-yelling at each other.

“What’s going on?” I asked as they started to literally growl at each other.

“She needs to mind her own fucking business...” My brother spat.

I blinked several times. In the time I’ve seen those 2 together I’ve never seen them like this.

Yes, they like to annoy each other and it’s normally playful but this is completely different.

My brother seriously looks ready to murder Faith. And of course, Faith doesn’t seem bothered by it.

“If we want to keep her safe he needs to let my mom talk to her... But he won’t allow it!” Faith said.

“I’m not letting anyone hurt her...” My brother growled.

“She’s not going to hurt her! My god! You can even be there for all my mom cares, but she needs to talk to her!” Faith demanded but it didn’t look like my brother was going to budge on it.

If the shaking of his head was any indication of that.

“Okay, let’s just calm down... And we talk to Crystal first and see if she is okay with it?” I suggested calmly.

It felt weird being the referee between these 2.

“No... I don’t want to force her to go through all of that again...” My brother growled.

It seemed he wasn’t backing down.

I was ready to just walk away when I saw Crystal looking out from behind the door.

“Crystal...” I said softly, motioning to her to come out.

She sighed but came out standing next to my brother who visibly relaxed and calmed down as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders pulling her to him while burying his face in her hair.

I was shocked to say the least.

“It’s fine... I’ve known about her for a while now...” Crystal said leaning into my brother.

They did look absolutely adorable but I still didn’t really trust my brother fully with her. He was my brother after all. I knew how he was.

“Alright... As long as you’re alright with it...” My brother said shocking me again as he pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear.

Faith wore a smirk on her face while I shook my head.

“Alright then... Let’s get this over with... Then she is all yours...” I said motioning towards the stairs where Ryan, Annabelle, and Lion still all stood at the bottom waiting.

I heard my brother groan and Crystal giggle as they began walking towards the stairs.

“Oh he’s so pussy whipped it’s not even funny...” Faith said with amusement.

“You can say that again... I’ve never seen him like this before...” I said as I walked beside Faith towards the stairs.

“He reminds me so much of how Ryan was in the beginning... Although your brother isn’t being purposely mean just to piss her off...” Faith said rolling her eyes.

I giggled as we descended the stairs.

Annabelle nodded her head and led the way to the room that Church was normally held in.


I’ve noticed that they like to use this room a lot for just about everything.

My brother sat down in his normal chair and pulled Crystal onto his lap as the others took their normal seats.

“I’m not sure if having Crystal sit there is a good idea... I have no idea if Amanda knows about you or not...” Annabelle said.

Crystal nodded and got up but gave my brother a small but reassuring smile. My brother instantly got tense. His leg bounced impatiently as he folded his hands and rested his elbows on the table to hide his mouth behind his folded hands.

I was starting to regret suggesting this but I knew this had to be done otherwise we might not be able to keep her safe for much longer.

Crystal sat down in a chair that was next to my brother that way she wasn’t too far away but it didn’t do much to calm him down.

“Alright... Are you ready Crystal?” Annabelle asked.

She sighed. “No... But let’s get this over with... You don’t have to put me to sleep this time though...” Crystal said leaning back in the chair and closing her eyes.

“Oh? Why’s that?” Annabelle asked.

“I’ve known about her for some time now... I’ve tried to keep her locked away so I wouldn’t wake up and be covered in blood or in a place I don’t remember going... I set up a video camera one time just to make sure I wasn’t completely losing my mind... And that’s when I found out what was going on...” Crystal explained.

“I see... So, do you mind if I talk to her again?” Annabelle asked.

“It’s not like you’re giving me much choice now are you?” Crystal said crossing her arms and crossing her one leg over the other.

The strange thing was the smirk that was forming on her face.

Annabelle smiled and laughed a bit.

“How long have you been here?” Annabelle asked after her laughing died down.

“Long enough... Now what is it that you want my dear Anna...” Crystal said.

I was staring at the exchange, Crystal look smug for once instead of timid.

That’s when it clicked, it wasn’t Crystal, it was Amanda.

But the question is when did she get here.

“It would be nice to know the exact moment you got here?” Annabelle tried to press.

Amanda giggled. “Long enough... And that’s the only answer you’re going to get my dear Anna... You know I don’t like being called out for meaningless chit chat... Gabs not in danger of being traumatized so why am I here?” Amanda asked.

“It’s not exactly meaningless... What happened with Raine?” Annabelle finally asked.

“Raine? Hm?” Amanda looked to be in thought. “Which one was she again?” Amanda asked.

“The dancer from where Crystal... I mean Gabby works...” Annabelle explained.

“Crystal? Oh! Is that what she’s being called now? I had no clue...” Amanda shrugged. “The dancer huh? She was a feisty one... Kept her nails sharp apparently, 4 nice scratches across daddy’s face...” Amanda giggled. “She was fun... Though the more they fight the more he enjoys killing them...” Amanda said looking bored.

This was who Amanda was.

Cocky. Smug. Sarcastic. Even sadistic at times. But truthful.

She was not afraid to speak her mind. The complete opposite of Crystal.

“How many more are there Amanda?” Annabelle asked.

“Hm? How many you ask? Let’s see...” Amanda said in mock thought as she tapped her finger on her chin before an evil smirk appeared on her face. “I lost count if I had to be honest... But somewhere around the double digits... The higher ones of course... Daddy’s been quite busy lately... At least 5-6 girls a day... He keeps at least 4 or 5 at a time in the basement for his own pleasure...” Amanda purred with a giggle.

If I had to be honest, Amanda gave me the creeps. She was sick. But to deal with what she did, she had to be I guess. I would never understand it but she did what she had to to survive.

“Does he have them now?” Annabelle asked.

“Who’s asking? You? Or is dear Daniel asking?” Amanda asked.

“Both...” Annabelle asked.

Amanda shrugged. “Probably... He is a creature of habit after all...” Amanda said in a bored tone.

Annabelle nodded. “Can I ask you to do one thing for me?” Annabelle asked.

“What would that be my dear Anna?” Amanda asked.

“Don’t come back...” Annabelle said her voice stern and left no room for arguments.

Amanda laughed. “You act like I get a choice... She figured out how to willingly call me out you know...” Amanda said. “But I’ll stay away... As long as she lets me... After all, I prefer the darkness... It’s wear all demons prefer to be...” Amanda said with a sickeningly sweet giggle.

Annabelle sighed when Amanda stopped giggling and her eyes closed.

“Well... That was interesting... Her voice even sounded different...” Lion said looking Crystal over cautiously.

“Yup... Crystal?” Annabelle called.

Crystal groaned but her eyes opened. “Why do I feel like I was ran over by a truck?” Crystal said in a whisper rubbing her temples

“Do you normally feel like that?” Annabelle asked.

Crystal nodded. “After waking up sometimes... Now I’m just tired...” Crystal said with a slight sigh.

“Wicked, take her to bed... To sleep...” Faith said glaring at my brother.

Without saying a word he got up and helped Crystal to her feet and led her away.

“Do you think he’s still at the house?” I asked.

“Like Amanda said, he’s a creature of habit... He’s not going to stop just because we have Crystal...” Annabelle said leaning back in her chair.

“I just wish we knew what he’s doing...” I said looking over at Faith who nodded.

“Did you girls at least get her clothes?” Annabelle asked changing the subject.

I was grateful for it too.

Now we just have to wait and hope that Daniel can catch Cain before he has the chance to run.


~~2 Weeks Later - Wicked’s Perspective~~

We’ve been on lock down for about a week since we found out from Daniel that Cain got away and is no where to be found.

Crystal’s been on edge every time she had to leave for that first week but now that she’s been pretty much trapped in the clubhouse she’s calmed down a bit.

Before lock down we were staying with Ryan and Faith which was weird at first but I got used to sleeping with her next to me and I don’t think I could sleep without her next to me anymore anyway.

“What are you doing?” Ryan asked as I was looking through the fridge.

“Why?” I asked in amusement.

I couldn’t help it I was happy with Crystal. Not to mention our alone time.

The thought alone made me think of the things I could do to her.

“Whatever you’re thinking please stop...” Ryan said. I couldn’t help but chuckle. “What’s with the basket?” Ryan asked.

I looked at him over my shoulder.

Since being on lock down we can’t really go anywhere, we, meaning myself and Crystal have been a bit crowded and restless. So I’ve decided to take her somewhere that is close but far enough away for us to be alone for a little while.

“Going down to the beach for a bit... Before Crystal goes crazy and snaps someone’s neck... Namely Leah...” I said remembering the almost cat fight that happened a few days ago.

“I’d pay to see that...” Ryan chuckled.

Of course he would.

I rolled my eyes as I got out the rest of the stuff to make a few sandwiches.

“Yeah, let’s not and say we did... Crystal is scary when she becomes Amanda...” I shivered at the thought, remembering the knife that was still embedded in the wall by the bar.

Ryan started laughing. “Yeah, Riley was too stunned to say anything... Or to even fight back when we removed her...” Ryan said shaking his head.

That night was funny.

Riley tried to be her normal bitch self. But Crystal wasn’t having it.

She got so pissed that I didn’t even notice when Amanda came out.

The knife that she threw went right by her face cutting her cheek and some of her hair.

I’m not sure how she even removed the knife from my back pocket but within seconds it was flying through the air straight at Riley.

Riley was surprised that the brothers had no problem removing her.

“She should have known to stay away... That’s on her not us...” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“So, you, the famous Wicked, are taking a girl on an actual date?” Ryan asked eyeing the sandwiches and basket on the counter.

When he put it that way, it sounded crazy. I didn’t do shit like that. But Crystal made me do things I normally wouldn’t do.

Like actually looking at her face when she’s beneath me or just giving her small kisses or cuddling after fucking her brains out.

God I sound like a fucking pansy.

“I guess so...” I said putting the finished sandwiches in the basket.

“Don’t forget to be in before the sun goes down...” Ryan sang as he exited the Kitchen.

I shock my head as I finished packing up a bunch of other random things before going to find Crystal.


When I found her though she was in the bar room with Faith and my sister. It looked like she was teaching them to dance.

I couldn’t focus on anything but Crystal’s ass in those black yoga shorts that were shorter than most shorts I’ve seen. Not that I was complaining. I was enjoying the view. A Lot.

Specially when she went into a full split than right into a hand stand to a back flip before landing back on her feet.

“Yeah... I can’t do that...” Megan said laughing.

“It’s not that hard...” Crystal said laughing with her.

“Yeah right... You’ve been doing this so much longer than us...” Faith said as she smacked her shoulder.

I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from snapping at her. They were just goofing around I had to remind myself of that fact.

After a few more moments I cleared my throat.

“Alright I’m stealing my girl... Go get changed before I change my mind and throw you on the floor now...” I growled.

She squealed and ran upstairs.

I chuckled.

“That’s just wrong brother...” Megan said shaking her head disapprovingly.

“Did you not see her ass in those shorts? She looked hot...” Faith said shrugging her shoulders.

My head snapped to look at her in shock.

“What!?” I asked dumbly.

Faith burst out laughing making me want to strangle her.

“I’m sorry... I couldn’t help myself... The look on your face was priceless...” Faith said sitting down on a bar stool.

I swear one of these days I’m going to kill her.

I sighed and looked at the top the stairs as Crystal was coming down in a black skirt and a white tank top with black flip flops.

I smiled as she got to the bottom of the stairs.

“What are we doing?” Crystal asked.

“Come on... You’ll see...” I said taking her hand in my mine and leading her to the Kitchen.

“Wicked... Where are we going? Weren’t we told not to leave?” She asked which made me smirk.

“Do you trust me?” I asked.

“Of course I do!” She snapped as I grabbed the basket off the counter.

“Alright then... Trust me...” I said leading her out the back door of the Kitchen.

I pulled her over to my bike.

She was eyeing me suspiciously. I couldn’t help but chuckle. She always thought the worst of me in the best way.

“We’re not supposed to leave the Clubhouse...” She said crossing her thin arms slightly under her chest.

My eyes lingered there for a moment longer then I intended but what could I say I was a guy after all.

“We aren’t exactly...” I said finally bringing my eyes to hers. “It’s still part of the property it’s just we have to drive down there...” I explained mounting my bike.

She sighed and sat behind me locking her arms around my waist.

“Alright... As long we don’t get in trouble...” She said nuzzling into my back like she always does.


We drove the 10 minutes it took to get to the Club beach at the very end of the property. Not many people use this part. I come here now and then just to get away from everything but this is the first time I’ve brought someone with me.

Ryan has been down here once or twice but he was looking for me not actually down here for any other reason.

“Come on...” I said after I got my bike holding my hand out for her.

She took my hand and followed me down the sand when I laid out a blanket and set the basket on it.

“Wow... It’s beautiful here...” Crystal muttered looking around in awe.

I smiled glad that she like it. I was hoping she would.

It was nothing special, just time away from everyone at the clubhouse. Away from people who had a habit of stealing my girl from me every chance they got. Specially the girls. They always stole her. I was glad they were beginning to accept her but damn it I wanted her to myself sometimes.

We talked for awhile while snacking on food I had packed. Which was weird in itself.

I don’t talk. Specially with girls. I fuck them. I don’t talk to them.

Well, the exception of Faith. I talked to her before I even realized who she was.

It was nice to just talk with her.

I found out that she actually enjoyed dancing not in the sense of how she was dancing but in general. She found freedom in it.

I found out that her favorite color was purple. Not a dark purple but a light purple, like lavender.

I found out a bunch of stuff I would have never guessed. Like she was allergic to peanuts.

She had an obsession with Ava Max and Little Mix.

She had an obsession with camo and star patterns.

I pegged her for more of a Taylor Swift girl but I was wrong. And I was glad I didn’t know if I could handle that. But I’m glad that’s not the case.

We’ve been here few about 2 hours talking before I had an idea. It would be brilliant as long as she went along with it.

I took off my shirt and kicked off my shoes.

“What are you doing?” Crystal asked with a giggle.

“Going for a swim... Join me?” I asked standing up and letting my pants fall to the floor.

“I didn’t bring a swim suit... Not that I actually have one...” She said with a raised eyebrow looking me up and down.

“Neither did I...” I said holding my hand out.

She giggled and shook her head but took my hand so I could help her up to her feet.

She gave me a mischievous smile before pulling her shirt over her head leaving her in her black lace bra.

One of my favorites.

I smirked and pulled her towards me by her waistband. Sliding my hand over to the zipper on her skirt, and I unzipped it.

She giggled as she shimmied out of her skirt.

Damn it was tight.

“Come on...” I said pulling her towards the water.

She let me pull in to her knees which is when I picked her up my arm going under her knees making her squeal and wrap her arms around my neck as she giggled.

I walked further out till the water was mid waist on me.

“Don’t even think about it...” She said in warning.

She knew what I was thinking by just looking at me. Which I couldn’t keep the smirk off my face so it was no wonder she knew what I was thinking.

I chuckled but when I went to drop her in the water she clung to my neck like her life depended on it. And in this case it probably did. At least in her mind.

I dropped her legs into the water and wrapped both arms around her waist.

The water itself went almost up to her chest just barely missing her tits.

“I won’t drop you... I promise...” I sighed in defeat knowing she wouldn’t let go until I did.

“Jerk...” She muttered against my neck where her face was buried.

I chuckled as I cupped her ass with both hands squeezing it making her squeal again.

“What was that?” I asked.

“Nothing!” She giggled.

“Uh huh sure...” I said taking her back to the blanket after standing there for a little while.

The water was freezing.

“You didn’t happen to bring towels did you?” She asked as we got to the blanket.

I plopped down on the blanket still carrying her.

“Nope... I forgot...” I said rolling both of us over to where she was on her back. “But I have an idea of how to warm up...” I said with a smirk.


~~Crystal’s Perspective~~

He was so cheesy.

But I couldn’t help but adore him for it though.

“Oh? And what’s that?” I asked knowing full well what he meant.

But instead of answering me his mouth crashed onto mine. It was hard, fast, and very needy.

But then again, it always is. It’s always rough with him. But I enjoy it. A Lot. Too much at times if I think about it.

Before I could really think of the situation as a whole, I felt 2 fingers slide my panties to the side and slip inside my throbbing core.

I moaned loud into his mouth which he gladly swallowed.

He moved his fingers in and out fast and hard as he moved his mouth down my jaw, over my throat to my shoulder, nipping and licking the entire way.

I bit down my bottom lip to try to keep quiet. Which he was making very difficult right now.

I hated that he knew what he was doing sometimes. But loved it at the same time.

Another thing I loved about him was that he never made me do anything I wasn’t comfortable with. Although he normally was too busy doing other things to me to care if I did anything to him.

He knew I didn’t like to do certain things and promised that he would never make me.

I blame my parents for it.

It never ceases to amaze me how quick he can get me to the edge. To where I’m clenching around him.

“That’s it... Let go...” He whispered in my ear.

As if on queue just as he said that I came screaming his name which ended up being muffled by his mouth again. He loves when I’m loud but I’m guessing because of where we are he doesn’t want to cause an trouble.

I mean we are on a beach in the open so yeah I can understand that.

I felt him remove his fingers and heard the sound of something being ripped.

Never fails. I swear he always carries those things with him. And I was thankful.

“Ready?” He asked staring into my eyes when I opened them.

I nodded since I didn’t exactly trust my voice.

In an instant his tongue invaded my mouth just as he pushed his cock into me causing me to dig my nails into his back which made him groan.

The one thing he loved was a bit of pain now and then.

“Fuck... I love when you do that...” He grunted out.

His back looked like he got into a fight with an alley cat most days. Not that he ever complained about it.

His thrust were hard and deep at first but he soon picked up the pace going faster and harder.

His grunt were muffled against my neck where he had his face buried. His favorite place from what I’ve gathered from our time together.

I was desperately trying to keep from screaming. If the taste of blood in my mouth was any indication of that.

I was biting my lip so hard that I ended up making it bleed.

His hand wrapped around my throat as his mouth moved to my collarbone. Another one of his favorite things to do. I didn’t mind actually. I liked when he did that.

I rolled us over to where I was on top without breaking our rhythm.

“Fuck... That’s it... Ride me...” He said gripping my hips for dear life and I kept up his pace.

After so long I could feel myself getting tired which made him sit up holding me in his lap while he took over slamming into me from under me while pushing me down onto him impaling me hard.

Within minutes I was reaching my peak again. It could have been longer than that for all I knew. Time seemed to stop completely when we were together.

“Fuck... Cum for me...” He said before biting down on the crock of my neck.

And of course I did with a scream. Which he allowed to be heard this time. He followed right after me too.

Which was another I loved.

When I came down from the high and opened my eyes I saw that the sun was going down. The orange of the sky almost completely black.

I groaned because I knew we had to get back to the clubhouse before they sent a search party after us.

But we both needed to catch our breaths first.

If I was being honest I didn’t want to go back to the clubhouse yet. I loved being where we were. But because of lock down we didn’t have much choice and I knew that.

He rolled us back over having me on my back again before he slowly pulled out.

I groaned not wanting him to yet.

He chuckled. “I know but we got to get back...” He said disposing of the condom which to me didn’t look full like he didn’t come but it could be because it was getting dark and I was tired.

“Do we have to?” I whined taking his hand that held out for me to help me to my feet.

“Unfortunately...” He said pulling me into him and giving me a soft kiss on my lips.

He seemed to get sweet after fucking my brains out.

We got dressed but the only thing I couldn’t find were my shoes of all things.

“Have you seen my flip flops?” I asked looking all over the place.

“Last I saw them you kicked them before we went into the freezing water...” He said helping me look around but still we couldn’t find them.

I groaned because I didn’t want to walk into the clubhouse without shoes. Those floors aren’t exactly the cleanest.

“I’ll buy you another pair...” He said scooping me like I weighed nothing at all.

I squealed as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He liked to do this randomly. Why? I have no idea.

He carried me to his bike and sat me on it before climbing on himself.

We reached the clubhouse within 10 minutes and just as I was about to get off the bike he scooping me up again to carry me inside like we had just gotten married to my embarrassment.

“Wicked! You ass!” I squealed and he just laughed as we entered the clubhouse to see Lion and Annabelle walk out of the kitchen with Faith, Ryan, Wolf and Megan behind them.

“About time bro...” Ryan said with a smirk.

“Why?” Megan asked looking at me.

I felt my face heat up. “I lost my shoes...” I mumbled hiding my face in Wicked’s chest.

He chuckled but continued walking up the stairs and to our room.

I hated to admit it.

But I think I was in love him.

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