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It was hard and fast, the pleasure brutal, spinning them out of control, tearing through her as the first orgasm clenched her womb, exploded in her clit. The second one ripped her mind, flamed through her and had Mercury roaring out his release, locking inside her as she clamped down on him, the barb extended from his cock and rapture racing through both of them.
She hissed his name. Feline, possessive. She felt that possession, and it terrified her. Took hold of her. And she knew she was lost to it.
“What the hell happened?” Mercury was panting behind her, his lips at her neck as they waited for the barb to ease, to retreat back into his flesh.
“Mating heat.” She lay against the table, bent over it, wasted.
“I’m still in uniform,” he grunted. “Hell, I didn’t even get my pants to my ankles.”
“Mine either.” They were tucked around her thighs, and she didn’t give a damn.
“So tell me, mate,” he growled, nipping her neck, “do you really think you’ll end up shooting me?”
She grinned at the male pique in his voice. “Probably with your own weapon.”
She wasn’t ready to move yet. She was sated, relaxed for now, the mating heat a low simmer inside of her rather than a hard burn.
He nipped her neck again, causing her lips to curl in satisfaction, her breath to pass her lips in a rush as he eased from her.
“Stay still.” His hand pressed against her back.
There was no need for that, she didn’t know if she could move yet anyway. A second later she felt the gentle movements of a small hand towel between her legs.
She stared at the wall, unfamiliar emotions sweeping over her as he cleaned the proof of their mating from her.
“Why are you doing that?” she asked him, frowning. “I can clean myself.”
“Stay still, mate, I enjoy caring for you.” He laid a kiss against one rounded cheek of her rear before nipping the other gently and straightening.
“You’re very strange then.” She rose, straightening her clothes without looking at him. She felt too vulnerable right now, too off balance.
The sex was one thing; the way he touched her, the way he had cleaned her—that was something else entirely.
“Independent little cat,” he growled as he moved to the small attached bathroom.
Something caught her gaze then, had her eyes narrowing and a snarl pulling at her lips as she looked up.
Mercury reentered the room, looked up and froze. The covering they had placed over the camera, which had still been there when they left the office earlier, was gone.
“The door was secured when we entered.” His voice was hard, vicious as he stared into the lens. “There were no unusual scents, nothing to indicate anyone else had been in here.”
“Someone was obviously here,” she murmured, moving around the desk, running her fingers along the edges and the drawers.
Narrowing his eyes on her, Mercury grabbed her jacket, tossed it over the monitor then pulled the small electronic detector from one of the pockets of his mission pants before flipping it on and beginning to run it over the room.
Ria continued to run her fingers under the desk, working from top to bottom.
“The room’s clean,” Mercury announced.
Ria paused. She had found what she was looking for.
“Is it?” She pulled the small device from beneath the bottom edge of the desk and held it up for his inspection. The indicator light was silent, the device deactivated, for the moment.
A growl rumbled from his throat.
“Stop growling,” she muttered, looking over the tiny receiver carefully. “This isn’t a Vanderale design, nor is it anything Lawrence has. Do you use any other companies’ devices?” She knew Sanctuary had agreements, contracts, with Vanderale and Lawrence Industries only.
“Not to my knowledge.” He moved to her, took the box, inhaling slowly, his eyes narrowing. “It has a scent overlay, but I can’t pick it up.”
