“You what?” Her face drained of color.
“Did you really think you got in on your own merit?” he asked softly. “Oh, you did well in the academy and Captain Donnie wanted you for IAB, but you should’ve gone through years on patrol with a partner and then more at a desk on the Force before moving into Internal Affairs. But I knew how badly you wanted the job and I pulled a couple of strings. You think I don’t care for you, Sable, but I do. I would do anything to see you happy.”
Sable recoiled, her mind in a near daze. How long had Marius been watching her? “If you truly wanted me to be happy, you’d let me have Derek.” She lifted her gaze to meet his. “I love him.”
Marius shook his head. “He’s not for you. Can’t you see that? He won’t stay faithful to you or cherish you like I will. He’s never been a one-woman kind of man and he never will be.”
“Maybe you’re wrong,” she whispered.
“Are you willing to take that chance?” he asked, exploiting her greatest fear—losing Derek. “You’ve seen how much he loves his job,” he pressed. “Atkinson may not care at first if he’s kicked out of the STF, but eventually he’ll resent you. And you’ll lose him anyway. I’m a very powerful man, Sable, and I’ll do whatever is necessary to keep you from being hurt.”
Marius would follow through on his threat, she had no doubt. “What do you want in return for leaving him alone?”
“Break it off with him. Now. And come back to me. I want you back in my house, back in my bed. If you do that, not only will I leave him alone, I’ll help him get promoted.”
She snorted. “I won’t share your bed. You make me sick.”
“But you’ll come home?” he asked with obvious excitement.
“It’s not home to me anymore, Marius. I’ll have my own room and I want it in writing that you’ll assist Derek with his career. You give me those assurances and I’ll move back in.” He’d lose interest eventually. She’d make sure of it. In the meantime, it wasn’t fair to Derek to drag him into her mistakes. She had to protect him and she would. Whatever the cost.
Marius grinned with triumph. “Of course,” he agreed in the soothing tone of voice one would use with a petulant child. “I don’t want you unwilling. I’ll change your mind, love. You’ll see. You’ll forget about Atkinson and remember how much you love me, how right we are together. You’re mine, Sable, and soon you’ll remember that. You’ll ask me back into your bed. And I can wait until you’re ready.”
Her lips curled with distaste. “You’ll be waiting forever.”
He bent his head low and kissed her cheek. “It’s a lucky thing we’re vampires then. I have forever to wait.”
* * * * *
Derek gave an appreciative whistle as he stepped aboard Sable’s Starwing. She’d dimmed the lights in the main cabin and all the adjoining rooms. Scented candles were everywhere, permeating the air with a sultry scent. Through it he could smell his woman, his mate. Her seductive call lured him in and he barely remembered to close the cargo door in his haste to find her.
As he stepped into the cockpit, his heart stopped. Sable stood with her back to him, her lithe body draped with a crimson robe. She knew he was there, he could sense her instant arousal and emotional pleasure in his proximity, but she didn’t turn around.
“Remove your clothes and go lay on the bed,” she ordered in a husky murmur. “I’m just finishing programming the coordinates to headquarters and then I’m going to fuck you all the way home.”
His cock hardened to bursting immediately. Vamps were sensual creatures by nature, but never had he experienced this kind of instant physical response before.
“Damn, baby,” he growled, stepping toward her. Breathing her lush scent deep into his lungs, he cupped the cheeks of her ass and ground his erection in the cleft between. “You can drive me crazy with just a few words.”
She punched a few more buttons and then turned to face him. “That’s not all I can do to drive you crazy.” She dropped to her knees, hitting the catch of his bio-suit on the way down.
Eager to help, he shrugged out of the sleeves with a haste that made them both laugh. He stared down at her, admiring the way the deep crimson material looked against her pale skin and dark hair. Her luscious lips curved in a wicked smile and then her tongue darted out, just catching the tip of erection.
“Baby,” he growled, shuddered from that simple, tiny contact. Then his head fell back on a groan as Sable sucked his aching cock into her hot mouth.
Damn, she was good at giving head. She sucked him off like she starving for him, her greedy mouth tugging in an erotic rhythm that made him want to come. Right. This. Minute. And she moaned as she did it, telling him that she loved the act as much as he did. The vibrations of the sound traveled through his cock, into his balls, making his knees go weak.
Soft slurping sounds filled the cockpit. It was so fucking raw and base, the sight of her on her knees, her lips stretched wide to accommodate his thickness. She couldn’t take him all, not even half, but he liked that. It turned him on to see how hard he was, to see his cock shiny with her saliva and his pre-come, which leaked profusely, because he was so aroused. He felt her tongue stroke rapidly over the veins of his shaft and then tease the tender spot just behind the head, and he tangled his fingers in her silky hair to guide her motions. He began to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth, loving how erotic it looked to take her this way.
Her hands left his ass and tugged open her robe, her long fingers grasping her erect nipples and squeezing. Rolling. She moaned again and his cock swelled until he felt the pressure of her fangs on either side. Swiveling his hips, he deliberately scraped his skin against the tip, hissing at the slight pain, but gasping a moment later as that faint taste of his blood drove her crazy. Sable began to suck him so hard he almost thought she could suck the come right out of him.
Too far gone with lust to control himself, Derek thrust deep, the head of his cock dipping into the tight clasp of her throat. Oh, fuck, it was good. He felt his balls tighten up and he spread his legs to anchor himself more firmly to the deck.
One of Sable’s hands left her breast and slipped between her legs. He growled as her lithe body shivered with pleasure.
“Fuck yourself,” he ordered hoarsely, knowing that if she did, he’d come harder than he ever had in his life.
Sable whimpered and widened her kneeling stance, dropping her other hand between her thighs. One finger thrust straight up into her cunt. Derek heard the wetness that greeted her and knew she was creaming for his cock. He gripped her head tightly and fucked her mouth like a man possessed. He felt the need building, his balls aching, his cock swelling. And then she took the finger out of her pussy, reached under his drawn-up balls and, using her own come for lubrication, slipped her finger deep into his ass. He shouted as he came, his semen pumping out of him, coating the back of her throat. Over and over his cock jerked, his vision going black as she fucked his ass with her finger.