Possession: Immortal Protectors, Book 3 ((Immortal Protectors)) by H.M. McQueen Page A
Authors: H.M. McQueen
Ads: Link
combined with his heated body formed a nest Tonia didn't want to leave. She was tucked under his arm, her head on his chest, and her arm around his waist. Once the haze of their lovemaking lifted, she could not ignore the cold truth. The sex had been intense, almost as if they'd shared each sensation. The climax taking them damn near to blackout. God she could become addicted to it.
"I can't stay in this house with you, I will take you up on the offer of the cottage." Tonia spoke, unsure if he was awake or not.
The only reply was a deep exhalation.
“I need my things. I am wearing borrowed clothes from Wendy, and she is a lot shorter.”
“I’ll drive you to your townhouse.”
They went downstairs into a garage that housed a varied amount of vehicles, which included several huge motorcycles, a Jeep and a small red sports car. Fallon directed her to his silver Jaguar and held the door open for her. After she slid in, he went around and climbed in behind the wheel. Wearing jeans and a long sleeve dark blue polo, he could walk into a magazine shoot and be perfect. His elegant fingers slid across the radio buttons while he set it to a jazz station. Tonia swallowed when his gaze flicked to her.
“So is Trent your original last name?”
“Yes, my name is Fallon Ashton Trent.”
Fallon Ashton . It suited him.
"So, what did you mean when you said, this was the worst time for our mating to happen?"
A muscle at his jaw tightened. "Our mission, the war with the demons...it's not a good time to be mated as it puts our mates at risk. Targets for our enemy."
"So other than Wendy and Kieran, no others are mated?"
"Its actually rare for so many Protectors to be mated, most choose to remain unattached. Kieran’s brother Cynden and also Roderick, the one who treated you, are also mated." He signaled and turned.
"Why did Julian do that to you? Is it normal for him to do this? To punish in that manner?"
"No, only me."
"Why?"
"It's between Julian and I."
"So he doesn't like you?"
He reached for the radio and turned up the music. End of convo looked like. She sat back and crossed her arms. Oh yeah, he definitely kept something from her.
For the duration of the drive to her home, they remained quiet, each deep in thought.
Upon arriving at her townhouse Tonia realized she didn’t have her keys. “Crap, I don’t have my keys.”
“It's not a problem. I can get us in.” When they reached her front door, Fallon stepped forward and placed his hand on the smooth surface. The locks clicked and he opened the door.
“Ever consider a career in crime?” she asked him, staring at the open door, not looking forward to going in and facing the bloody mess.
Inside her townhouse, nothing seemed disturbed. As a matter of fact, the space had been thoroughly cleaned. Tonia noticed several articles missing however and began looking around to see what else was amiss.
“They were here. The demons destroyed some of your things.” Fallon told her, remaining by the doorway. “I put everything back that was not broken.”
He’d cleaned up her place. She pressed her lips together. No, she would not allow her heart to soften toward him. He was still hiding something from her, she knew with unmistakable certainty.
“Thank you, you didn't have to do that.”
Moving past the bathroom, she could not stop from looking in. It too had been cleaned. She had a hard time picturing the wealthy hunk cleaning up her bathroom.
Once in her bedroom, she pulled a large suitcase from the closet and began packing. When that one filled, she grabbed a second one.
“Do you need any help?” Fallon asked some time later, from the bedroom entryway, he eyed her already bulging suitcases. “Should I hire a U-Haul perhaps?”
Chapter 12
Two days later, Tonia kicked her blankets off her too sensitive skin. She'd barely slept, tossing and turning all night, her body hummed with need. She’d dreamt of Fallon both nights and had almost
"I can't stay in this house with you, I will take you up on the offer of the cottage." Tonia spoke, unsure if he was awake or not.
The only reply was a deep exhalation.
“I need my things. I am wearing borrowed clothes from Wendy, and she is a lot shorter.”
“I’ll drive you to your townhouse.”
They went downstairs into a garage that housed a varied amount of vehicles, which included several huge motorcycles, a Jeep and a small red sports car. Fallon directed her to his silver Jaguar and held the door open for her. After she slid in, he went around and climbed in behind the wheel. Wearing jeans and a long sleeve dark blue polo, he could walk into a magazine shoot and be perfect. His elegant fingers slid across the radio buttons while he set it to a jazz station. Tonia swallowed when his gaze flicked to her.
“So is Trent your original last name?”
“Yes, my name is Fallon Ashton Trent.”
Fallon Ashton . It suited him.
"So, what did you mean when you said, this was the worst time for our mating to happen?"
A muscle at his jaw tightened. "Our mission, the war with the demons...it's not a good time to be mated as it puts our mates at risk. Targets for our enemy."
"So other than Wendy and Kieran, no others are mated?"
"Its actually rare for so many Protectors to be mated, most choose to remain unattached. Kieran’s brother Cynden and also Roderick, the one who treated you, are also mated." He signaled and turned.
"Why did Julian do that to you? Is it normal for him to do this? To punish in that manner?"
"No, only me."
"Why?"
"It's between Julian and I."
"So he doesn't like you?"
He reached for the radio and turned up the music. End of convo looked like. She sat back and crossed her arms. Oh yeah, he definitely kept something from her.
For the duration of the drive to her home, they remained quiet, each deep in thought.
Upon arriving at her townhouse Tonia realized she didn’t have her keys. “Crap, I don’t have my keys.”
“It's not a problem. I can get us in.” When they reached her front door, Fallon stepped forward and placed his hand on the smooth surface. The locks clicked and he opened the door.
“Ever consider a career in crime?” she asked him, staring at the open door, not looking forward to going in and facing the bloody mess.
Inside her townhouse, nothing seemed disturbed. As a matter of fact, the space had been thoroughly cleaned. Tonia noticed several articles missing however and began looking around to see what else was amiss.
“They were here. The demons destroyed some of your things.” Fallon told her, remaining by the doorway. “I put everything back that was not broken.”
He’d cleaned up her place. She pressed her lips together. No, she would not allow her heart to soften toward him. He was still hiding something from her, she knew with unmistakable certainty.
“Thank you, you didn't have to do that.”
Moving past the bathroom, she could not stop from looking in. It too had been cleaned. She had a hard time picturing the wealthy hunk cleaning up her bathroom.
Once in her bedroom, she pulled a large suitcase from the closet and began packing. When that one filled, she grabbed a second one.
“Do you need any help?” Fallon asked some time later, from the bedroom entryway, he eyed her already bulging suitcases. “Should I hire a U-Haul perhaps?”
Chapter 12
Two days later, Tonia kicked her blankets off her too sensitive skin. She'd barely slept, tossing and turning all night, her body hummed with need. She’d dreamt of Fallon both nights and had almost
Similar Books
