Davies, Corinne - Claiming Destiny [Midnighter Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF

He was concerned about the head wound. She’d hit her head really hard and he wanted someone to look at it.
    “I can’t tell where it went, can you?” Rock had lost the tenuous feeling of the Kimil moments before Destiny had leapt from her hiding space.
    “I thought for certain I saw it, but I must’ve been mistaken,” Jag replied.
    He and Jag moved in perfect tandem as they made their way back toward the road. The woman was far too still and Rock felt his anxiety rising. The rain continued to fall on them, but it had lightened considerably as the storm passed over them and continued on. A pair of headlights shone in the distance as they approached the road.
    “Is she still bleeding?” Rock asked.
    Jag moved the shirt slightly. “I can’t tell. It’s too dark.” Rock heard the anxiety in his friend’s voice. It echoed what he was already feeling. He glanced around them and Jag followed his lead.
    “Do you feel like we’re being watched?”
    Rock nodded his head in agreement. “It could be an animal we’re sensing.” But he would be happier when they were back in their world.
    “I hope so.” Jag looked back at the woman as Rock scanned the area around them. “All this lightning confuses the small amount of energy I can pick up on in this world.”
    The vehicle slid to a halt, its large engine rumbles almost drowning out those in the sky. Blade’s brother, Thunder, hopped out of the driver’s seat and ran around the front of the vehicle and opened the back door as they got close. “I got here as fast as I could. Blade said it was an emergency.”
    “It is,” Rock replied as Jag jumped into the backseat. He carefully lifted the woman up to him before climbing in himself.
    Thunder pulled the SUV around and headed back in the direction he’d come from. The engine roared as they sped up. “Who is she?” Thunder looked in the rearview mirror at her.
    “ In’tialóox ,our third.”
    Thunder’s eyes grew large and his skin paled slightly. “How badly is she injured?”
    “Get us home, Thunder.” Rock didn’t want to speculate or think about how bad her head might be. If they could get to her to their healer then they might have a chance to save her. He wasn’t going to trust her to the doctors of her world.
    Thunder focused on the road and the engine roared as he stepped harder on the gas.
    Jag was brushing the abundance of curls away from her face and gently wiped some mud from her jaw. Rock was able to get a good look at her. Her skin looked flawless and she had a full lower lip that he wanted to press his lips against. She wasn’t as sickly thin as many of the women he’d seen on the TV and in the magazines they’d looked at when they first arrived in this world.
    Her breasts were full and lusciously curved. A man could lose himself between them if he wasn’t careful. Her wet clothes stuck to her skin, highlighting the gentle curve of her belly and the dip to her waist. Jag held her in his lap, but her legs lay over his legs and his hand rested on the muscle of her thigh. He knew she was in shape, and given how far she’d walked she wasn’t weak spirited. The dull ache between his legs gave testimony to her sense of self-preservation.
    He forced himself to look away from her beauty. He didn’t have time for a wife right now. A decade from now would’ve been better timing. They would see to her injuries and secure her safely in their home. That would give him and Jag the opportunity to drive the invaders back and allow them to properly protect the portal. Her appearance was no doubt the first of many women who might find their way to this area. He needed to think of a way to draw them to one place. Had he and Jag not been on this side of the portal they might never had known she was passing and she might’ve lost her life in the desert.
    He looked to the road behind them, wondering again about the eerie feeling they’d felt before Thunder arrived. He’d noticed a few things that might