The Rogue Hunter's Mate [Paranormal Protection Unit 10] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF

Beth looked down at him. “Hey there, handsome. So, you climb a tree to save me and then you wreck in a snowstorm.” She shook her head and smiled. “Stubborn man. You could have had your bike put into the back of one of the open-bed trucks I saw there and ridden in a nice warm vehicle with everyone else.”
    “Those weren’t our trucks,” Mac told her, holding a hand up to shield his view of her partially bared upper torso. “We never use vehicles we don’t know unless we have time to check them over and we definitely did not have time.”
    Growling again Z tugged on her. He didn’t want her showing any of her skin to another male, even a mated one.
    “You should lie back down,” Mac told her. “He’s only going to get more pissy if you stay sitting up like that without your shirt on.”
    Looking down Bethany only then realized that her upper half was bare save for her bra. She squeaked. Pressing herself back down against Zaidu she grinned against him and shook her head. “It wasn’t good for you either because it exposed you to the cooler air. Sorry about that, Zaidu,” she murmured. “I really didn’t mean to make you colder.”
    Nuzzling at her neck he relaxed once more once she was in his arms. He hadn’t really noticed the chill. He was still too cold to care about a little more chill.
    “Z, what happened out there? We saw your bike. There’s no way that was a wipeout,” Tryg said quietly as he kept them moving forward just enough not to get stuck.
    “Hummer,” he mumbled under his breath, “aimed right at me.”
    “I didn’t quite get that. What did he say?” Mac asked, turning around since the woman was lying back down on top of Zaidu.
    “He said that a Hummer tried to run him over.” Bethany frowned and rubbed her cheek to the man’s shoulder and yawned. “I’m getting so very nice and warm,” she sighed happily. “If I fall asleep will you please wake me when you get me home?” she asked.
    “Uh sure,” Mac said, sharing a look with Tryg. Poor woman still had no idea what was going on. Unfortunately she’d have a crash course before the night was over. Tapping his comms he shared with Talon and Quincy what Z had told them. Quincy promised to dig into it but didn’t hold much hope given the storm.
    Barely listening to the half of the conversation he could hear, Z held Bethany to him. She was soft, warm, with silky skin he wanted to rub against. If he wasn’t so tired he’d have had her tucked under him for a little rubbing, but it would have to wait for a while, sadly. Stroking his fingers lightly up her spine he let out a happy sigh when she arched into him, her breasts pressing ever closer. “Sleep,” he said to her quietly.
    “Sleep does sound so very nice,” she whispered, then yawned wide. “They will wake me, right? All right. A nap.” She stroked her hand over his chest. “You sure that I’m not too heavy on you? You were, after all, just in an accident.”Growling when she tried to move, he tightened his arms around her in protest. “Stay put,” he told her softly and nipped lightly at her neck. Breathing in her scent as it got heavier, he smiled. “I like you right where you are,” he said softly.
    “Only because you are hurt will I let you order me around,” Beth muttered even as her body started to go lax. “Go to sleep, Z. It will be very good for you. We will get you with a doctor and get you all fixed up,” she said. “And I guess me, too.”
    Smiling, he pressed a kiss to her jaw lightly. “Sleep, sweet little one,” he whispered quietly. “We’ll get you all fixed up and we’ll both get some food, more sleep, and then talk.” Brushing his hand up her back lightly, he settled it at the nape of her neck.
    “Sleep sounds good.” Sighing, she relaxed against the man under her and whispered. “I’m not a touchy feely, kissy kinda girl,” she informed him. “Just so you know,” she grumbled. With him though, with him it seemed she was.