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He thought that if he fucked Caroline from behind, if he didn’t see her face flushed with bliss, he could forget this moment had ever happened.

But as her core squeezed his cock through her release, he knew he would regret it. Forever. Ryland needed Caroline again, but this time, he would memorize every passing look on her face.

With his shifter agility, it was easy to flip Caroline onto her back. She came willingly and bit her lip seductively. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’ve not even started,” he replied.

Caroline parted her legs to allow him in. He slid into her with ease and groaned as he sank back where he belonged. Though Ryland wanted to ride all the way to bliss, he couldn’t let himself get there until he saw Caroline come again. For him. With him buried deep inside her.

“Oh,” Caroline cried, digging her nails into his back. “Ryland, don’t stop.”

He never wanted to stop. He wanted to stay in this moment forever. He moved with slow strokes in and out of her, drawing out the pleasure as best he could.

“Ryland, yes, oh, my …” Her body seized, and her face flushed with her release. The red blush colored her face and her heaving chest.

It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. It sparked his own pleasure to life, and he soon poured himself deep inside her, growling her name. He didn’t want to move away from her. He tucked her into his arms, holding her for as long as he could.

“Lay here with me,” he whispered against her hair.

“I don’t think my legs would work, anyway.” She giggled.

He joined in on the laugh. “Good, then my plan has worked.” He nuzzled her neck, and his heart fluttered. Her scent was mixed perfectly with his.

I will never have enough of this.

One time with Caroline would never be enough. He would want her every day and every night of his life until he died.

Yet this was all he could give her.

What kind of life would she have if he was always off in one country or another for clients? She would be lonely and resent him.

Then he would lose her.

“Stay the night,” he whispered against her hair. “Just tonight.”

Caroline stiffened in his arms, but soon, she melted into him, her body supple and warm against him. “Okay, but just for tonight.”

“Tonight,” he agreed, his heart clenched hard.

* * *

Ryland woke when Caroline moved.She was still in his arms, still tangled up with him, still nude. He wanted to kiss her, make love to her again. But they had agreed on only one night, and they had a job to do.

The sooner the Vases of Destiny were found, and the murderer caught, the sooner Ryland could release Caroline back to her life.

Then, when she was gone and out of his bed, out of his life, he could forget that he had ever met his mate.

“Morning,” Caroline whispered as she sat up. She kept her body covered by the blanket, but Ryland would always remember every curve, every freckle.

“Hey,” his voice was rough, betraying how he felt.

She frowned. “Did you sleep okay?”

“Yeah,” he replied, putting as much distance between them as he could. “We should get up and figure out our next step.” Without waiting for her to agree, he leapt from the bed and ran to the bathroom. He locked the door and took the longest shower of his life. At first, the spray of hot water felt good on his skin, but then, he mourned that he would never again smell Caroline’s scent all over him.

By the time he joined her in the adjoining living room, she was dressed and ready for the day, typing away on her computer.

“I think I’ve found where Isadora is living.”

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