Laurann Dohner - Justice

She grinned. “I have been very bad.”

His lips brushed hers. “You need to learn how to take orders. Should we start right now?”

Her eyes darted down to the bandage on his hip. “You’re hurt.”

“I’m alive and you are in my arms. I always want you.”

Jessie suddenly grinned. “All that movement can’t be good for you. Do you know what that means?”

He arched his eyebrow at her.

“I should do all the work.” She pushed him onto his back. “You should lie back and let me take care of you.”

He growled but stayed flat. Jessie sat up and leaned over him. Her tongue circled his nipple and she sucked it into her mouth. Justice’s fingers dug into her hair and a purr rumbled from his throat. She teased and taunted his nipple until the hold on her hair became too tight. She laughed and released his nipple.

“Slow and steady, right?”

“They gave me drugs to help me heal,” he said through clenched teeth. “I have no patience. I’m feeling extremely basic.”

“What does that mean?”

His eyes narrowed and his nose flared. “I’m super horny and aggressive so don’t tease me for long. I can’t take it in this state of limited control. I don’t want to hurt you and if you tease me too long I might in my need to be inside you.”

Jessie climbed off the bed, glanced at the door and shoved off the borrowed pants.

She climbed back on the bed and looked down at the sheet covering Justice. She grinned.

“You made a tent.”

He chuckled and lifted the sheet. “Do you want to climb in here with me?”

Jessie glanced at his hip. If she were really careful she could sit on him and not touch the wound. “I don’t want to climb in. I want to climb on.” She gripped the sheet and lifted it enough to swing her knee over him carefully. She stood on her knees straddling his hips and reached between them. Her hand wrapped around his hot, rigid shaft, stroking it. He purred and closed his eyes.

Jessie slowly guided Justice’s cock to the entrance of her pussy and eased down on him. His hands were suddenly gripping her hips and his eyes snapped open to meet her gaze. He tried to move her on him with his hands but she swatted them away.

“Hold still,” she ordered softly. “Your stitches.”

He snarled and his hands tightened. His impatience and aggressiveness turned her on more. He hadn’t been understating it. She eased her body lower, letting him sink deeper inside her. He groaned.

“Fast and hard, Jessie.”

She hesitated. “Don’t move. We’re going slow and steady.”

“You are going to kill me.”

“No, I’m going to make you test the glass windows to see if they are roar proof.

Your injury is going to kill you if you don’t hold still. We shouldn’t be doing this at all but I want you as much as you want me.”

“I do,” he agreed.

The door suddenly banged open behind them. Justice jerked into a sitting position and wrapped his arms around Jessie protectively, while she gasped.

Tiger stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. He spun, presenting his back to them. “Sorry!”

“Get out,” Justice snarled.

Jessie was horrified. She was straddling Justice and Tiger had walked in on them having sex. She would have jumped off his lap but he held her down so tightly she was impaled on him.

“I’m sorry,” Tiger repeated, sidestepped to the corner and his arm rose.

Jessie gawked at the camera as Tiger tore it off the wall. Her face dropped to Justice’s shoulder, remembering the camera that had been in Beauty’s room had sound too. That meant if there was a camera watching Justice for security purposes, not only had they just seen everything but they’d heard too.

“Sorry. No one else is getting in and I’ll, uh, burn the tape.” He fled.

Justice laughed so hard he shook Jessie’s body on his. She lifted her head to glare.

“What is so funny? Did you know it was there?”

He sobered. “I never thought about it. We keep them for females so they are safe.

Who besides you would attack me sexually?” He eased back on the bed. “That is always welcome.” He caressed her hips.

“Who watches that camera? Did he say tape? Was that recorded?”

“The entire security room watches.” He licked his lips. “Well, I have good news and bad news.”

She frowned. “What?”

“The bad news is that now my males know that Justice North submits in bed to his mate. The good news is that I guess my threat to mount you in public isn’t credible since everyone will hear about this.” He grinned.

She fought the urge to laugh. “I’m going to go hide now.”

Justice thrust up into her. “You’re staying right here and so am I.”

He purred. At Jessie’s moan he thrust into her again. Jessie rocked her hips, riding him. She forgot all about her embarrassment and made love to the man she loved.

Jessie stared at her father while Senator Jacob Hills regarded her silently. His blue eyes were unreadable as they remained in Justice’s office. Jessie had asked Justice to step out so she could privately talk to her father.

“So,” she finished. “I love him and he loves me. We are going to try to keep a lid on this until we get back from Reservation. Justice is taking a few weeks off to give us some time to spend alone.”

Jessie searched her father’s face for any sign of emotion but couldn’t pick up a single one. Whatever he thought or felt, he kept it to himself. The man was a master at doing that. It’s why he was so good at his job.

“Say something.”

“Are you sure about this?”

She frowned. “I called you to come here because I want you to give me away at my wedding. I’m marrying him, Dad. I love him and he’s everything to me. I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. Say so now if you don’t want to do it because I’m getting married in ten minutes. Justice was adamant about marrying me before the honeymoon.” She smiled. “I didn’t give a damn myself, being with him is enough but he wants to do this right.”

A smile cracked Senator Jacob Hill’s lips and his gaze softened. “I’m glad to hear that. I’d be honored to have him for a son and be proud to walk you down the aisle.”

Jessie threw herself at her dad. They hugged tightly, him more so than her.

“Can’t. Breathe. Need air,” she hissed.

He released her, chuckling. “Sorry. Where is Justice?”

“He wanted to tell you about the two of us himself but I kind of threatened to buy him socks if he didn’t let me do it alone.”

Her father laughed. “That’s an effective threat?”

She laughed. “The man doesn’t own socks and hates them.”

“Let me go shake his hand and welcome to the family. Ten minutes, huh?” He glanced at his watch. “You could have at least given me a little hint that there was going to be a wedding. I would have dressed better.” His gaze roamed over her. “Jeans, Jess?

You’re really getting married in jeans?”

“Justice loves me. I asked nicely and he agreed we could get married in them.”

Jacob laughed. “You got him out of a suit and tie? He’s marrying you in jeans?”

She grabbed his hand. “Come on. He’s been worried that you’ll try to talk me out of it. He’s afraid I’ll change my mind. I told him that wasn’t going to happen but he’s still learning that I stick to my guns.”

Justice waited down the hall, looking tense. Jessie winked. Justice visibly relaxed.

He pulled his hands out of the front pockets of his jeans. Jessie noticed the jeans and black tank top he wore. It was the outfit she’d met him in. He looked so hot and sexy in those clothes with his hair down that she licked her lips. The urge to drool was there.