Free Betrayal by H.M. McQueen Page B

smile on his lips.
    “Did you bite me?” Her hand went to her throat, rubbed the spot and then glanced at her fingers to ensure that she was not bleeding. She wasn’t. “Why?” Emma frowned at him in confusion.
    Her father had once told her that Protectors had vampire-like fangs that were only used to defend themselves and for their mate’s pleasure, as they did not need to feed on blood.
    Cyn had definitely bitten her.
    His eyes went from her face to her throat. Uncertainty flickered in them for a moment before he shrugged. “I’m sorry. I lost my head for a minute. Did I hurt you?” He looked into her eyes; not breaking contact.
    Unnerved by his stare, she grabbed a corner of the comforter to cover herself.
    “No, it was pleasant but I thought Protectors only bit their mates.”
    “I don’t usually bite anyone.” Cyn smirked and nipped at her lips playfully. “But, I could feast on you for days.”
    He’d changed the subject on purpose. She placed her hand on his jaw. It was hard not to urge him to, indeed devour her as long as he liked with his handsome face so close.
    She decided not to push the subject; instead, she asked him a question. “I’ve never seen eyes like yours. What makes them so light?”
    After an uncomfortable beat, he looked up at the ceiling, a slight coloring on his face. “A reflective shield. I know my eyes make some people uncomfortable. That’s why I wear sunglasses during the day, most of the time.”
    Emma turned him to her. “I think they’re beautiful. A bit disconcerting at first, but I really like them.”
    He kissed her in response. “It’s one of the changes we go through as Protectors. Since we hunt for demons, which are nocturnal, we need to have excellent night vision. The reflective shield works great at night, but it gives our eyes a strange sheen during the day.”
    In the curve of his arm, she relaxed into him again, and laid her head on his shoulder.
    “What’s your full name? I know Cyn is just a nickname, right?” Emma asked him next.
    “Cynden Alexander Fraser,” he replied.
    “You have an accent. Where are you from?”
    “My brother Kieran and I are Scottish. We were born in the Highlands of Scotland, near Inverness.”
    “You are a long way from home, Scot.”
    “Aye,” Cyn replied with a purposely pronounced accent. “I have to admit Georgia has little resemblance to me home.”
    His voice took a faraway tone. “I haven’t been to Scotland in a long time. Kieran returns every fifty years or so. His accent is still quite noticeable. Protectors are a mobile lot. When you’re immortal, you can’t stay in the same place for long. It’s been almost a decade since I’ve been to the Fraser lands.”
    Emma remembered reading about the large clan. “The Fraser’s were a powerful clan.”
    “They are still a powerful clan. We’re not extinct, you know,” he told her, pride evident in his voice.
    Emma studied his handsome profile. She couldn’t believe the difference between the savage killer/demon-fighter and the man who lay next to her now.
    In bed.
    After sex.
    Incredible sex.
    “Is your brother here in Atlanta?”
    “Yes, Kieran and I came here about twelve years ago. We’re both assigned here for at least another five years. Roderick too.” She saw a shadow of worry cross his face.
    “Roderick and Briana will be all right. I just know it,” she told him.
    Without warning, the intimacy of the moment rattled her. She couldn’t resist and hugged him to assure that it was real. Although not a virgin, she had never experienced a moment like this.
    Their lips met in a sweet kiss.
    They were both quiet for a few moments.
    Cyn broke the silence first. “Who are you, really?”
    “A lost girl.” Trying to find her way home .
    “You’re not like any woman I have ever been with.”
    Emma tensed. Though she enjoyed making love with him, he probably wasn’t as satisfied. He was more experienced than she. Cyn was only the second man she’d