Page 46 of Justice For Me

“Welcome, baby. I’ve waited for this moment for what seems like forever,” Megan whispered as she caught his face between both her palms. It wasn’t the hungry embrace she’d shared with Malachi, but it was just as special…in a different way. She was tender and soft, a touch hesitant, but still knowing what she wanted and intending to take it. “Who’s your Mistress?”

“You are,” Justice answered quickly. His pale blue eyes dropped to the floor, causing his long lashes to rest demurely against his high cheekbones.

She stood there with her hands clutching his face and her eyes loving him with both a wild and tender intensity. She acted as if there wasn’t another soul in the room…just him, her, and Malachi. Her eyes fluttered as she blinked back tears and her bow-shaped lips formed a breathtaking smile. At least it threatened to take his breath away.

“You are…perfect. Preciously perfect. Achingly perfect. You areours.” She placed a soft kiss against his slightly parted lips. “And we are never letting you go.” With that declaration, she kissed him with the exact same intensity she’d shown Malachi. Her lips mastered and plundered. She purred but refused to stop until she heard him moan his own arousal…his submission. His body relaxed against her as he felt all worries vanish as she claimedhim, in front of everybody.

Only when they heard Malachi’s soft chuckle did they finally separate. Justice was blushing from head to toe and Megan was glowing from head to toe. Her eyes were lazy with arousal and lust. He nibbled his bottom lip, still swollen from her lovely assault.

“Huhhhh…who would have thought it?” Travis said. “He really is submissive, acts all badass and manly until you put a dominant in front of him and he’s all melted butter.”

Malachi growled, but Dante shushed him by holding up his hand and shaking his head. “I’ve got this. You guys carry on with whatever your plans are. Gretchen has a special dinner planned at six this evening, so make sure you’re all there.” He tossed Travis over his shoulder like he was no heavier than a sack of potatoes…when he was really all lean muscles. “Welcome to our home, Justice. I hope you love it as much as we do. You’ll learn to ignore my better but much mouthier other half.” He winked at the newcomer. “When you see him again, I promise he’ll be all melted butter.”

“He totally does that shit on purpose,” Jasper smirked. “New kid was getting too much attention, so he had to run his mouth and get Dante to focus solely on him.”

“Hey! Don’t talk about my baby brother that way,” Susannah warned with one of her delightfully devious smiles that Justice was already getting accustomed to. “I might have to melt your butter if you aren’t careful.”

Jasper rolled his eyes. “Promises. Promises.” He scooped up Chloe and made a clicking sound toward no name and the traitor, totally smitten with Jasper’s innocent charms like the rest of the free world, abandoned Justice with a loud flip-flop of his oversized ears. “Let’s take the dogs out to the courtyard and let them get used to each other so that these poor lovesick fools can carry on in a place a bit more private.”

“That’s the best fucking idea I’ve heard all day,” Malachi growled. “I’ll make this one up to you, Jasper.”

Justice stood frozen, his cock still painfully hard from Megan’ kiss, as he waited for what was going to happen next. Susannah, Jasper, and the dogs wandered down the long hallway with Susannah vowing to blister his ass until he begged for her to stop. Jasper just laughed and hugged her against him. Their apparent love made Justice feel funny on the inside. It was exactly what he’d always wanted…but knew he could never have.

Being surrounded with this kind of emotional display of love was going to be tougher than shit for him, but he would make it fucking work. Being Malachi and Megan’s pet would make it all worthwhile.

“Is everything ready upstairs, babe?” Malachi asked. His voice was deep with need and his eyes burned with lust and excitement.

“Of course, lover lover,” she answered. Turning to Justice, she asked, “Do you want to play?”

“Always.”

“Then let’s play,” she whispered as she took his hand and led him up the staircase, Malachi walking directly behind them.

With every sure and steady step that brought them closer to the bedroom, Malachi felt his body start to tighten and hum with cock-hardening excitement. Megan and Justice walked a few steps ahead, hand in hand. The woman he loved was beautifully confident and dominant as she worked to ease the nervous anxiety the boy he was beginning to love was clearly feeling. Hell, he probably already did love him but his scared mind and body refused to let him embrace it fully…yet.

Fuck, they looked gorgeous.His. They were his, didn’t deserve ‘em, but took ‘em anyway. The darkness deep inside of him, put there by his beloved fucking father, always threatened to roar back to life and destroy the world he’d created for himself. If it did, he’d rather die than allow himself to turn into a Nicholas.

He felt like this was the moment he’d been waiting for his entire life.

Inside the bedroom, Justice suddenly looked skittish…worried to the point that he might consider jumping off the balcony to make his escape. Cute. His pet could handle every form of sexual masochism and play he had introduced him to over the past several weeks, but he was terrified of an itsy bitsy bedroom.

“Eh, where’s the playroom…sex room…whatever you guys call it?”

Megan chuckled softly. “Babe, there’s more to this,” she motioned to the three of them, “than spanking asses and pushing your limits until you’re right on the edge of your comfort zone.” She sauntered over and trapped his face between her hands…again. “That one behind me, I’ve really missed him in my bed. This one in front of me, I’ve really wanted him in my bed. I need to confirm that he’s as good as I think he is…as good as he looked on video.”

Her lips crashed against his and every ounce of his blood crashed straight to his cock. She kissed him without any restraint whatsoever, giving him everything she had to offer. Her passion was hungry and demanding as her tongue danced with his. Her teeth nibbled at his full lips, tugging roughly and then kissing it all better. Much smaller than him, she still dominated their exchange.

She pulled away. “Strip and kneel at the foot of the bed.”

This wasn’t what he had expected. He liked it though. Obediently he pulled his clothes away, trying to calm his thundering heart and throbbing cock with each movement. Preparing for the playroom would calm him. He knew what to expect. This? He’d never felt more fucking unbalanced in his entire life…and his entire life had been nothing but one curve right after another, ensuring he was never quite balanced…

“Settle, pet!” Malachi ordered. He hadn’t missed the fact that his movements which were normally sleek and sexy were jerky and…well, still fucking sexy.

“Why are you nervous?” Malachi asked Justice.

“Is this not something you want, baby?” Megan asked him softly. Her fingertips traced a soothing path against his ribs.

“Hell, yea, Mistress. Just not what I was expecting.”

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