Crossover 'The Chosen One Trilogy: Book One' by Mireille Chester Page A

do while I was
sleeping?”
    He looked like he was about to lift his
head, then changed his mind. “Not much really. I got cleaned up and
had some lunch. Then Zane caught me up on the last six months that
I missed at the castle.”
    “Why were you away from the castle for
so long?”
    This time he did look up. “I like
patrolling, it keeps me away from the busy centers. That, and I was
looking for you.”
    Our eyes met in the mirror.
    “How did you know I was coming?” I
reminded myself to breath.
    It took him a second to answer. “It was
just a feeling I had. That’s the best way to explain
it.”
    We both jumped at the knock on the
door.
    “Everyone decent?” It was
Tara.
    “You can come in.”
    She let herself in. “ I was just
checking to see if the clothes I found for you fit?” She stopped
short when she saw us, still staring at each other in the mirror.
“You know what? I think I’ll come back later.”
    It was almost like she hadn’t been
there.
    I took a deep breath. “Why is it that
you don’t want to ‘lose control’?”.
    Jasper got up and came to stand behind
me. He took the brush from me, setting it on the desk.
    “I am afraid that might not be what you
want.”
    My eyes widened.
    “Also, I am nervous that if we did do
anything of the sort, we would end up like everyone else I know who
has been fated. There is too much at stake to lose sight of what we
are supposed to be doing at the moment.”
    Spoken like a true soldier, I thought,
a little annoyed.
    He was running his fingers through my
hair, each touch sending shocks along my skin. I closed my eyes and
a small groan made its way up my throat. His hands made their way
down my neck. My head slumped forward as he started to massage my
shoulders. Each rub was making the heat between my legs move higher
into my belly.
    “Good god,” I muttered. I stood and
walked around the chair so that we were facing each other. I pulled
out his shirt tails and heard him suck in a breath as I ran my
hands up his chest.
    “Never doubt how I feel about you,” I
whispered. I pushed on him lightly with my hands, guiding him
backwards to the bed. He stopped when his legs touched the frame.
He had changed after his bath. This shirt had buttons.
    I started at the bottom and worked my
way up, taking my time. He stood frozen as I stripped the shirt off
his shoulders and let it fall to the ground. I took a quick look at
the cut on his side and made sure it was healing well before I
stood on my tip toes and kissed along his neck and collar bone. He
had shaved.
    “What about...” I cut him off with a
gentle kiss to the lips.
    “We aren’t your typical fated beings,
now are we, or we would have done this a long time ago.” I could
hear his heart drumming in his chest.
    My towel picked that moment to loosen
and fall around my ankles. Jasper glanced down and
groaned.
    He wrapped his arms around me and lay
me on the bed. His lips were everywhere. I felt like I was on fire.
He stopped for a quick look at my face, his eyes burning with
desire. If he was looking for any reason to doubt this was what I
wanted he didn’t find any. He groaned in surrender as I reached
down and undid the ties on his pants. Jasper pulled himself up and
kissed me tenderly. I grabbed handfuls of his curls as his lips
moved down to pay attention to my breast. He kissed each one softly
and gently sucked each nipple. My head was spinning.
    “You are so beautiful,” he whispered
and brought his mouth back down on mine.
    I moaned and arched under him, wanting
him to take me. I could feel him, hard against my leg.
    His mouth still on mine, he gently ran
his hands over my belly. His fingers tickled the insides of my
thighs and I shivered. I caught my breath as he slid his fingers in
me and stroked me on the inside. My eyes glazed over with pleasure
and he smiled.
    “Mmmm.” I seemed incapable of coherent
speech for a moment. I grabbed fistfuls of sheets and felt the heat
wave wash over me. I