The warm blanket of his call wrapped even tighter around her and she felt nothing but the heated length of him, tunneling deep with infinite care.
Mine.
Yes.
Forever.
And Sable said nothing, could say nothing. She wanted to shield her thoughts, but Derek had taken over, controlling her mind as he controlled her body, sliding home balls-deep in the depths of her ass. Pleasure poured from his consciousness into hers. The muscles of his stomach were clenched tightly as he began to thrust, gently at first to allow her to accommodate him, and then faster.
Hot, so tight and sweet, he groaned, sweat dripping from his forehead onto her belly. I love you. I love you so much.
Spread wide, she was pinned beneath him, his cock stroking through the oil into the dark depths of her. She moaned, lost in the pleasure, feeling him glide past her fingers on every deep plunge.
Sable shattered in orgasm, bursting into a million pieces. Lost in his love, her love, she felt his cock jerk and his come spurt in hot bursts, filling her ass with his seed. And through the blinding power of their mutual orgasm she was flooded with his thoughts.
So good. Yours, I’m yours. Never get enough. Want you more. Need you. Love you. Love you. Mine. All mine, my love.
Her heart broke.
* * * * *
Derek woke up with widest grin. He knew he must look starstruck, but he couldn’t help it. He felt boneless and sated to his very soul. His chosen mate knew how to please him very well. Sable had slept for an hour at most and then she’d woken him to a hot cleansing cloth wrapped around his cock, which was later followed by her hot mouth.
Insatiable, she’d fucked him repeatedly throughout the night and he’d given himself completely into her hands. She had drawn him into her calling, drenched him with her luxurious sensuality and loved him to his core. His grin began to hurt, it was so big.
She loved him. Sable Taylor loved him.
She hadn’t actually said the words, she hadn’t even thought the words, but he’d felt it just the same. Her love for him was a precious thing. His most cherished possession.
He reached for her, but didn’t sense her. Derek frowned and sat up, searching for her with his eyes and his senses. “Sable?”
Silence. In the room and in his mind.
He tossed the covers back and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. A rustling noise stilled him. He dug through the covers until he found the note.
Derek,
We’re docked at your field office headquarters. I’ve gone. Don’t come for me. It’s over between us. I could never feel for you what you claim to feel for me and it wouldn’t be right to lead you on or give you hope for things that can never be.
I don’t want to make this harder for you. I’m sorry if you became more emotionally involved than you should have. It was never my intention to hurt you, but after Marius, your love is not something I want.
Thank you for your assistance in my investigation. Thank you for everything.
—Sable
Derek shook his head and blinked rapidly. Was he having a nightmare? He looked at the open clothes locker and saw that all of Sable’s belongings were gone.
Had she gone insane? Had he fucked the sense right out of her brain?
He must have, if she thought he was going to buy this shit. She loved him. He had no doubt about that. None.
He’d sensed her turmoil all night, had wondered about it and in the end had dismissed it as nerves. She was falling deeper and deeper in love with him, and he knew that scared her.
He crumpled the note in his hand.
He sighed in resignation as he got out of the warm bed that smelled so strongly of sex and Sable. They were going to have to work on this fucking him and leaving bullshit.
Damned impossible woman.