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

bucked under him and groaned.
    His mouth claimed mine again, his body
repositioned on top of mine.
    I could feel the tip of him sitting
questioningly between my legs.
    “Now, Jasper. Please.”
    I wrapped my legs around his waist and
moaned as he slid into me. We took our time, learning each other’s
bodies, smiling every time we made each other moan or
gasp.
    I ran my hands over his back, feeling
his strength as he held himself over me, then ran them back up
again to pull his lips down to mine.
    Jasper pulled himself up a little more
on his elbows, his thrusts getting a bit faster. I dug my nails
into his back and pulled him deeper with my legs as I exploded from
the inside out.
    He flattened himself against me and
groaned into my neck as he jerked with his release.
    We lay like that until our breathing
had settled down. I laughed a little as I felt him stiffen in me
again. I pushed him over so that he was on his back and I straddled
him.
    “Maybe we are just typical,” I mumbled.
We stated all over again.
     
    *****
    Some time later, there was a knock on
the door.
    “Just letting you know supper should be
ready in about a half hour if you’re interested.” Tara giggled as
she walked away.
    I looked up at Jasper and blushed.
“They all know, don’t they?”
    “Considering we are newly fated, they
are pretty amazed it just happened now. For most it happens right
after the kiss. You just can’t stop yourself.”
    “I wonder why we can
resist.”
    “I have no idea. Maybe we can find some
answers to all of this while we are here.”
    “Oh! That reminds me. We have to find
an Wedelven healer named Fillian. She can help us.”
    He nodded. “We’ll ask around after
supper, maybe Tara or Ben knows of her. Are you hungry? Should we
go down?”
    I grinned as I rolled myself on top of
him. “Who needs to eat, really?”
    “Who indeed,” he mumbled into my
neck.
    We missed supper.
    The next morning I woke up to Jasper
running his fingers through my hair.
    “Good morning, my love,” he leaned down
and kissed my cheek.
    “Good morning.” I stretched and smiled
at the small protest my muscles made. If anyone had the nerve to
say that sex wasn’t a good form of exercise, they had probably
never had the pleasure of having really good sex.
    “I went down and got some breakfast. I
thought you might be hungry.” He laughed.
    “Why would you think that?”
    “Because your stomach woke me up!” He
was still laughing as he sat on the bed.
    “Well, it has been a while since we
ate.” I blushed. I reached over his shoulder and grabbed a piece of
fruit. I paused a moment to kiss his neck while I was there. The
goose bumps that appeared almost made me forget about the food. My
stomach growled at me and I laughed.
    “I think I’d better eat
something.”
    He grinned and kissed my nose. “I’ll go
downstairs and ask Ben about Fillian.” He started to
leave.
    “What?” I asked when he stopped by the
door.
    He came back to me and held me to his
chest for a moment, then gave me a long, soft kiss. “Had I known
how great life would feel with you in my arms, I would have stayed
there and found you four years ago,” he whispered to me.
    He left, leaving me humming to myself.
I went to the chair with the clothes Tara had found for me. The
shirt was a white tunic with some gold and brown stitching. It was
form fitting and extremely comfortable. The pants were the buckskin
pants everyone around seemed to like. At the end of the bed were
some boots. They were calf high, dark brown leather with laces all
the way to the top. I looked at myself in the mirror and laughed.
All I needed were some pointy ears and earthy colored skin and I
could have passed as a Wedelve.
    There was a knock at the door. “It’s
just me.” Tara let herself in. She grinned when she saw me. “Not
bad! Jasper’s going to want to tear all these clothes off of you
when he gets back! Though I still can’t believe he managed to tear
himself away as it