Here is another chapter…Here is the last CHAPTER!

Staring isn't quite the word for what Caleb does, though he'd fit the dictionary definition to a tee. His eyes rest, not unblinking but slowed; yet the effect is soft and inviting instead of harsh. Perhaps it is his lips that give away his intention, not quite smiling but tilting as if they mean to.

He was sexy in every way, his smirk, his walk, the way he moved with grace and like he held the world in his hands. He was fully dressed and I didn't think he could look better than the black tee and dark blue jeans, I learned this place was in constant gloominess and I loved it.

When I see him looking at me in such a way I think to myself. These feelings I have for him can't end until my body ceases to function and my soul is released for whatever comes after. I hope that somehow, they are embedded into my soul, that our love will endure. Even on my dark days, my love for him rides underneath it all, keeping my mind from sinking into the mire that claimed me in the past. I know that however deep I fear I've fallen; Caleb will be there like solid ground steady me, giving me time to climb back into positivity.

We gather at Nic's it was summer and we have all finished classes, some of our school. Pogue was figuring he was enrolling in a trade school. Sarah and Kate into nursing school, Billie, Tyler, and Reid still in high school for another year, while Caleb and I had to do a four-year college we are heads of house and have to take over the family's businesses.

I knew I had to leave for a little, it had been weeks and he was healed now and trying to gain the power to come back at us and if I could take him out than I had to try. But the way I was leaving was going to piss his off, he was my other half for us there can not be another and we both relished in that. But I couldn't risk his life like I was willing to risk my own, but before I dipped out I wanted one thing as a just in case.

I was not dying a virgin…

"Dance with me," I called out his warm eyes lit up. "Always,"

A song started and in no way could I have perfected my timing as "Tove Lo-Talking Body" started to play. He looked down at me, and a low rumbling sound started in his chest. Working up to the back of his throat, my leg's turned to jelly with the look he was giving me, my throat tight and heart pounding.

Our evening out ended very fast after that single look, soon enough we are kissing like breathing wasn't needed.

Slowly he bent down over me; he lifted his hand and pulled off my panties leaving me exposed. His hand came down on my exposed breast, nice and round, soft with large, tight pink nipples. He filled his palm with me, to discover a new warm, velvety texture of my flesh. Then just as slowly his hand drifted downward, smoothing over the sleek delta of my stomach and the slope of my lower abdomen, his fingers at last sliding into the dark curls of my women hood. I sat there, shaking wildly and unable to move, paralyzed by the hot river of pleasure that followed his questioning touch. One finger made a bolder foray, my body jerked wildly, I whimpered as he touched me, his finger was trying to enter me, I was wet, he kept pushing a little too hard till his finger was in. I jerked and cried out, I felt the intrusion and was scared. He moved it around and in and then pulled it out, I was gasping.

He lifted his gaze, "I love you Isla," he said in a deep husky voice.

"I love you too Caleb, now till forever," I said panting.

"You're mine forever," he said. Then he started. He was cupping my soft female mound, then his hand drifted to my breast, he latched his mouth around my nipple licking and sucking, he nibbled hard he moved to my other breast and repeated his ministrations.

My eyes were half-closed, glazed with desire; my lips were moist and parted, my breath coming in and out in a rush and gasps. And a look of sweet carnality exploded the slim hold he still had on himself. With a wild, deep sound, he tore off his shirt, and then he jerked his pants until they lay on the floor, along with my clothes and torn undies.

He was on top of my smaller body, his hands bracing me for him. He kissed me, with lust and passion; he lowered himself into me, with a rocking motion trying to fit in. My body arched and I screamed into his mouth, in pain and shock. He held me down with his body, my walls gave way and he slid in until my velvet walls encased him, but he wasn't fully in yet. With all his willpower he was able to hold still so I could adjust, I cried out, his mouth was on my neck. There was a pinching discomfort, with a jolt to my senses.

He! Was! oh!...

"Take it all." he groaned, demanded, pleaded. He hung over me his face beaded with sweat, his expression at once tortured and ecstatic.

"All of me. Please." his voice was hoarse with need.

"Let yourself relax-yes. Like that. More. Please. Isla, Love! You're mine, you're mine, you're mine!"

The raw primitive chant washed over me, I continually cried out, as he kept moving in and out with hard, deep, thrusts. As he made my body take in his fully.

Powerfully, our bodies moved together. The intensity was unbearable. He had rolled his hips into me, with a heavy surge, and it was abruptly too much for me to handle, making me writhe and shake beneath him, my senses shattered in a mind-blowing climax.

I cried out "Ca - Cal - CALEB." I raked my nails down his back hard I could feel the wet blood, as I cried and shook around him.

I was in a bubble of shimmering pleasure and intense heat.

A glow was coming off us, I saw through my heavy-lidded eyes. I felt the heavy pounding of his hard thrusts; he was driving himself with rough force into me. I moaned and wrapped my legs around him clinging to him. Then he started to shake and tremble heaving his body in my arms. His horse wild cries filled my ears, and then came, rough moans echoed as he reached his release. He thrust frantically in me, I felt hot liquid being spurted. He became silent, and still. His muscled body relaxed, and his heavyweight bore down on me, but I cradled him gently, my hands in his hair.

He levered himself onto his right elbow, he looked down at me as I was pressed into his chest. His beautiful dark eyes were darker with concern and lust for me. After he had taken me with all the care and finesse of a bull in the rut! But love was in his eyes, love so pure, it was shining in his eyes. It shattered a wall, in my mind and soul, leaving me vulnerable in a way I have never been before.

I was naked in his arms for the first time; I knew it would not be the last.

In the dark did I dress as best as I could, Billie, Sarah, and Kate knew what I was doing and that it would also save their men from Chase, in the end, they promised to say nothing until it would be too late to locate me. I had my bag's in my car, it hurt knowing this would hurt him to wake and then finding out I had vanished.

I can't lose my sisters.

I can't lose the sons..

Never can I lose Caleb…I hit the gas and left behind all my doubt but every part of me could still feel Caleb as I drove passed the -Leaving Ipswich- sign it swung as my car zoomed past it.

I speak to him, "Forgive me," but now I am consumed with rage, he killed my sister's, he tried to kill Caleb, and will return for the Son's and Daughters once again.

Foot to the floor, I start my hunt.