Atonement (The Protectors 6)

It was the control thing.

In that, he had it in spades and the last thing I wanted was to be controlled.

Then why the fuck did the idea of Magnus pinning me down and taking me however he wanted and for as long as he wanted turn me on instead of off? Hell, I hadn’t bottomed in years, yet if Magnus told me to bend over, I’d do it in a heartbeat and be sending my thanks to heaven.

After a few minutes, the girls had turned their attention back on me and I’d somehow missed the part where Tanya’s bra was gone and Shelly was completely naked. Shelly had draped herself over my lap and told me she wanted me to fuck her while she was going down on Tanya. It was an insanely hot fantasy that should have had me leading both girls to my bedroom or even ordering them to get into position on the couch. I’d been hard enough to do the job, but I’d seriously doubted my ability to keep my erection when all I’d been thinking about was getting my own ass filled. So I’d used my best bedroom voice to tell Shelly what I’d wanted. And I’d made sure it was an order, not a request. That had gotten her all hot and bothered and she and Tanya had greedily obeyed as they’d lowered their bodies to the couch in tangle of limbs and had begun fingering each other until they’d come. Fortunately for me, they’d been too lost in their own passion to notice that I hadn’t even bothered to reach for my dick to get myself off like I’d told Shelly I would. They’d both passed out and I’d let them sleep for as long as it had taken for me to rub one out, moaning Magnus’s name as I’d come. Then I’d packed both ladies into a cab and sent them on their way.

“We’re leaving in five,” Magnus muttered as he filled one of the hotel mugs with coffee, black, and went back to his room. No “thank you” for having the coffee ready this morning, no explanation as to where we were going…hell, I didn’t even know if we were coming back to the hotel. It didn’t really matter I supposed, since I hadn’t unpacked last night.

Five minutes turned out to be four minutes which I only knew because I’d been watching the clock next to the TV the whole time as I was finishing my coffee. Magnus came back out of his room, bag in hand, and snatched the car keys off the side table near the door.

And so it begins.

I got up and grabbed my bag from where it had been sitting next to the chair and followed the sullen man. It wasn’t until we were in the car and on the road that I let my irritation get the better of me and said, “You wanna tell me where we’re going? You know, so I can guard your body and shit.” I made sure to send him an ogling look that ran the length of his body as I spoke, but if he noticed, he didn’t acknowledge it.

Magnus didn’t answer and for once I found I didn’t give a shit, so I held my tongue and turned my head so I was staring out the window. I’d never been to Texas before and I couldn’t say I was overly impressed, especially after having spent the past few months in Seattle. As we’d flown over the state, all I could think was that everything seemed so dull and lifeless in Texas compared to back home where the area was vibrant with color and life.

Wait…back home? What the fuck?

Seattle wasn’t home. Seattle was a fucking pit stop.

My skin felt itchy at my slip of the mind and I tried to regroup.

“We’re going to my old office.”

The sound of Magnus’s voice startled me from my thoughts and I shifted enough to look at him. “What?” I asked stupidly.

Magnus paused and sent me a curious look before saying, “Ranger headquarters…to talk to my captain.”

I nodded and then finally hit on what he’d said. “Your old office?”

Magnus hesitated for a moment and said, “Yeah, I guess I’ve already started to think of it that way.”

“What do you mean?”

Another long pause which made me wonder if he was debating what to say or deciding if he wanted to waste his breath talking to me. Finally, he said, “I took a leave of absence after Hawke tracked me down. I had every intention of returning to the job…”

“But now you’re not?” I asked.

“I made a promise to my grandson,” was all Magnus said, his mood becoming sullen once again. I let out a soft laugh before I could think better of it.

“What?” Magnus asked sharply.

I shook my head. I was too fucking tired to get into it with him again after the three minutes of civility we’d managed so far. “Nothing.”