Page 45 of Justice For Me

Once they hit the foyer, it transformed into a state of chaos. No name immediately got his ass kicked by a tiny rat terrier monstrosity that couldn’t weigh more than six pounds, soaking wet…weighted down with two pounds of weights. It was embarrassing. Poor no name had him by at least forty pounds and he went down like a geek in a biker bar. A toy poodle pranced around the entire scene, shaking its ass like it was enjoying poor no name’s smack down. Careful not to hurt any dog involved, Justice quickly reached down and scooped up the big bloodhound and held it against his chest. The poor bastard was shaking like he’d just been tossed into a kennel of pit bulls with raw meat attached to its neck.

“Wallace! Stop being such an asshole,” a beautiful red-headed woman shrieked as she jerked the terrier up and smashed him against her chest in a hug after yelling at him. She was gorgeous with emerald green eyes that danced with mischief and a body that was flat-out hot…almost as hot as his Meg. Immediately he figured this to be Susannah. Behind her stood a guy maybe a year or two younger than him, could almost pass for his twin except his eyes were a brighter blue…and slightly haunted. He immediately felt sorry for the kid and not just because Malachi had told him portions of what he’d gone through at the hands of Nicholas and Victor. No, his sympathy came from knowing the shit Jasper had probably put up with most of his life because of his looks. The only word that could be used to describe the kid was beautiful, he was much too perfect for handsome. Justice had heard that crap most of his life, too. The difference between them was the innocent and guileless look in Jasper’s eyes had probably made it even worse for him. Justice knew his own pale blue eyes were hard and worldly, never mistaken for innocence. The way the red head positioned her body between him and the newbie confirmed to Justice that the Goldilocks twin in front of him had to be the infamous Jasper. He kind of felt unworthy to be in the kid’s presence.

Jasper offered him a shy smile and gently bumped Susannah out of the way with a frown that told Justice he had also noticed the way she used her body to protect him from any potential danger. Susannah just shrugged and batted her eyelashes at him like a cute little love-sick fool.

“Hi, I’m Jasper and this beauty is Susannah…and she’smine. Nice to meet you,” he said in a quiet voice that matched the look in his eyes as he extended his hand to Justice.

“Justice,” he answered while shaking hands. “Nice to meet you guys. I’ve heard a lot about you both.”

Susannah arched a brow. “From Malachi? He actually talks?” she teased while sticking her tongue out at the man they were discussing.

“Where’s Megan?” Malachi growled in response. He was happy to see everybody, loved them like his own, but his body was demanding to see his woman. Hell, he’d smelled her the second they’d walked through the door and his cock was responding accordingly.

Susannah shrugged. “Probably changing clothes for about the twentieth time this morning,” she explained. “I told her she wouldn’t be wearing them long enough to worry about how she looked, but she’s as nervous as a whore in church.” Her eyes wandered lazily over Malachi and Justice. “I can see why she’s so excited, though.”

Jasper smacked her on the ass, causing Justice’s eyes to jerk upward. He couldn’t imagine him taking those types of liberties with either Malachi or Megan. Red head just smiled and smacked right back. They were cute to watch.

“You can put your dog down, Justice. I’ll keep a tight hold on Mighty Mouse, here. They’ll get on just fine, don’t worry. This little guy just had to make certain everybody in the room knew that Chloe was his piece of tail and he doesn’t like to share.” She nodded toward the poodle. “What’s his name?” Her hand reached out and wiggled no name’s giant ears and then giggled at the flopping sound they made.

Justice eased no name to the ground and tried not to be ashamed at the way his much larger dog still trembled slightly. No name was obviously submissive like him. “Eh, he doesn’t have a name yet. We just got him. I’m still trying to come up with something that fits.”

“You could call him asshole,” Travis suggested. “Name him after Malachi.”

Malachi whirled on Travis and Justice was afraid there was finally going to be trouble between the two. He watched as Malachi opened his mouth to put Travis in his place, but his body suddenly froze into a statue still pose. He tilted his head and his nostrils flared slightly. After that, a huge smile spread across his face. He turned away from Travis, dismissing him like he no longer existed, and looked toward the staircase. Justice followed his gaze and hissed a deep breath when he saw Megan standing midway down the steps, looking fucking gorgeous and completely in love. Love, it would be the only word that could be used to describe the intense look on her face as she gazed down at Malachi.

“Hey, lover lover,” she purred in a sultry voice that caused two cocks in the room to get hard in an instant. Then, moving in what could only be described as super human speed, she raced down the stairs and launched herself into Malachi’s open arms. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as her lips claimed his mouth in a kiss that left no doubts as to how badly she had missed him.

Justice watched, a bad feeling washing over him, as they kissed…made love to one another with their mouths right in front of everybody. Megan was purring her satisfaction and Malachi was grunting his. Justice thought he might have lost the ability to swallow as he continued to torture himself by watching. In his mind, over and over again, he kept thinking…’I didn’t think Malachi kissed on the mouth’. He’d never once kissed his lips. Justice had just assumed it was something the Dom didn’t do, a part he held back from everybody. Well, apparently it wasn’t everybody he held it back from. Maybe it was just him? Maybe he didn’t kiss subs on the lips? Maybe a fucking pet needed to learn his position?

He forced the saliva down his throat and fought the wave of feelings that the kiss had caused to begin haunting him. He would not fuck this up. Nobody knew about his darkness, he could do this. He just needed to focus on what his role was. Focus.

His hand traced the wrist until he glanced around and caught Dante watching him…way too closely. He dropped his hand and forced a smile to his lips.

“I missed you, M. So very much,” she added. “Welcome home, baby.”

“Missed you, too,” Malachi growled between hungry kisses. His hands kneaded her ass like they weren’t in a room with eight other people…and three dogs watching them.

Dante cleared his throat.

Malachi ignored him.

Travis said, “Get a room already. Gross.”

Malachi ignored him. Megan giggled.

“I think no name needs to go outside,” Justice mumbled as he turned to head back out of the door they’d just entered.

Malachi did not ignore him.

“Don’t move, Justice,” he barked sharply. After placing another wet kiss on Megan’s lips, he allowed her feet to finally drop back down to the floor. He winked at her and then stepped aside.

It felt like every breath in the room was held at the moment. There wasn’t a one of them in there that wasn’t well aware of how much Malachi loved Megan, of how protective he was of what belonged to him. Megan had shared with all of them about their plans for Justice, how they wanted the three of them to be together. All of them, excluding Megan and Malachi, were concerned about how Malachi would handle another man touching his woman. Even Justice, who had only known Malachi for a few short weeks, was worried about how this was going to work.

Justice stood frozen to the exact spot where his feet had been the second Malachi had told him to stop. His chest felt tight and to be perfectly honest, he was a bit light-headed. He could sum it up by saying he felt like a chick. Shit, he was more nervous than he’d been when Malachi had told him he planned on fucking him…in the ass…for the first time.

His heart tumbled cartwheels as Megan, a very wickedly naughty smile dancing on her lips, closed the distance between them. She looked every inch his Domme at the moment. He thought about kneeling but she was too close before he had the opportunity to make his move. His eyes drifted to Malachi, expecting to see jealousy or anger…or, even worse, emptiness since he wasn’t that important, but that isn’t what confronted him.

Malachi’s violet eyes were dark with arousal and hunger as he watched both his lovers. He welcomed the wave of possessiveness that washed over him as he hungrily soaked up their beauty. A tilt of his head, just a nod, to Justice caused Justice’s fears and worries to vanish in an instant.

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