CHAPTER 9
Justice
TALK ABOUT BEING ON EDGE. I’d never paid so much attention to the meaning of the moon’s cycles until I came here. Today would be a full moon, and it made me wonder if that was the reason why my hormones were on high alert. I’d spent the day outside in the yard feeling the need to stay close to Seuss. My skin was hot, so I’d chosen to wear a loose free flowing dress and boots. I was sitting on the porch staring at nothing when Alice approached.
“Are you going to bathe Seuss tonight or is Maddox?”
I laughed to myself since I’d yet to see Maddox bathe him since my arrival. We both knew I was going to do it. The question wouldn’t have normally bothered me, but it did for some reason today. I stood to stretch and then turned to answer her.
“I’ll handle it as usual, Alice.” I added a polite smile on the end, but I knew that the gesture was a little too late.
“Very well.” She turned away just as the coolest breeze came through.
I closed my eyes enjoying the soothing sensation. I opened my arms allowing the breeze to cover me as completely as possible. The wind even blew through my hair making my scalp tingle.
“What perfume are you wearing?” Alice asked.
I waited until the wind died down before answering. “None. I haven’t been home to retrieve anything.”
Alice nodded but moved closer towards me. “You smell really good. Are you sure you’re not wearing anything?”
“What do I smell like?” I lifted the collar of my dress to see if I could smell anything.
“It’s sweet like melon. Ripe. It’s not an unpleasant smell at all.” Her face wrinkled as she tried to place the smell.
“Hmm …”
“The girls are making a larger dinner tonight because of the full moon run. We figured a few of the pack members may come back with Maddox since they’ll gravitate to him and Seuss.”
“Is that normal?”
“Yes. During the full moon, most packs do things to bond including hunting, shifting, running, and even mating. Most wolves aren’t alone for a full moon.”
That made sense. Maybe it had something to do with my agitation today and the reason why I didn’t want to go far from the house.
“I need to head inside. It’s shaving night for Seuss and I want to be finished before dinner.”
“I like the fresh look you’ve created for him. Has he seen it?”
“Not that I know of. I’ll show him tonight and see what he thinks.”
“I bet he’ll love it.” Alice encouraged.
I headed for the door and smiled at her as she held it open. “Maybe.”
Something dawned on me that I hadn’t considered since leaving the hospital. Ms. Sandy hadn’t spoken of anybody visiting the house, but I wanted to make sure.
“What will happen with the police charges placed against me?” I’d been safe while here, but I knew I’d be leaving soon. I didn’t want to go to prison. Especially, for something that wasn’t intentional.
“Seuss and Maddox took care of that. Trust me, the police won’t be bothering you about that.” Alice smiled making me wonder. What exactly had they done?
***
“Are you okay with me doing this?” I stood at the bottom of the bed looking over at Seuss.
“Haven’t you done this before?” he asked from his end of the bond.
“Yes, but you were asleep all the other times.”
“Understood.”
“I can go and get Maddox for you.” Why was I so damn nervous suddenly?
“I want you …”
My mouth went dry suddenly, and I licked my lips quickly. Did he just say that he wants me? “Let me get the rest of your things.”
I headed into the master bathroom to retrieve his shaving kit. I set it up beside him on the table then turned to leave again. “I need to change.”
“No.” The denial was simple and final. I exhaled slowly.
Seuss watched as I headed over to him and began to undress him from the waist up. I leaned into him while pulling up his shirt, and he leaned forward to sniff the side of my neck. My breathing became labored, and our eyes met with an intensity what shook me to my core.
“You’re coming into your heat,” he whispered against my ear. “You smell ripe. Sweet. Delicious”
Forget what he was saying. His hands were everywhere leaving heat in his path. “Seuss …”
Seuss groaned and sniffed the crook of my neck again. He trailed his tongue across the same spot and I gasped. My nipples pebbled against his chest alerting him even more to my arousal.
“Sweet …” He nipped the side of my neck shocking my senses. “Fucking heavenly.”
“I … Mmm …”
Seuss released me and leaned back as if nothing had happened. I was fevered and ready for him to take me. What kind of game was this? I huffed and went to work on him with arousal buzzing through my veins.
I began washing him and following the contours of his chest like my own personal map. I knew every mark and scar on his body. It’d done nothing to diminish the appeal of it. His muscles flexed underneath the cloth, and I focused on making them submit to my will as I massaged the soap into his skin with my hands before washing it away. I removed his bottoms and ignored his shaft. The man was always partially erect and now was no different.
Seuss was a sexy god with a body that I was dying to taste. He was a masterpiece that I tended to with great care. The dirty thoughts racing through my mind weren’t from the part of me that wanted him healthy. It was from the woman that wanted him as hers. I knew it wouldn’t happen, but I couldn’t help but dream.
Seuss’ hips and thighs seemed to be much warmer than the rest of his body. When I washed him there he gripped the sheets and closed his yes. At first, I thought that I was hurting him, but when I asked if he was okay his gruff reply told me all that I needed to know. His cock was all that was left, and I took my time getting to it.
When I took it in hand, his eyes seemed to glow brighter. The cloth was nice and soapy, so he was lubricated nicely. He hummed, and I stroked him slowly, enjoying him. He watched me intently, and I never looked away. I twisted my wrists around him, and he hissed as his eyes burned even brighter. I smiled before cupping his sack and cleaning it gingerly.
After rinsing him clean, I reached for his clothes, but he refused them. I covered him with his sheet and removed my boots to get on to the next phase of things. I started to get on the bed to work on shaving him but remembered that he was only wearing a sheet. A mischievous smile laced his features, and I cursed myself for teasing him during the bath.
“Are you washing my hair as well?” he asked.
I bit the side of my lip. I had enough water to do it all but none of it seemed safe. “Let me go change first.”
“No.”
I sighed. Maybe he could deny me, but I wasn’t as strong. I straddled his hips slowly and he closed his eyes. I didn’t know that wolves purred. Or maybe it was a low growl. Either way, when I brushed through his hair he was like putty in my hands. He watched me intently, and while it made me nervous, it also aroused me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, just that he seemed to be assessing me carefully. My mouth was close to his even though his head was tilted backwards. I fanned his hair out so that it could dry while I shaved him.
I was in the middle of lining up the hair on his cheek when he decided to be brazen. “Do I get a kiss when this is over?”
I cleared my throat. Did he remember? “What made you ask that?”
“Because I did the last time.”
I could only imagine how the color of my face deepened right now. I was embarrassed, and I had nothing to say for it.
“Or do I have to be passed out for that?”
I playfully hit his chest, and he laughed.
“There won’t be any kissing.” I poked his chest for emphasis. I cleaned him up and was about to stand when he grabbed my thighs holding me in place.
“I’ll take my kiss now.”
“Stubborn man.” I leaned forward for a quick peck, but he had other plans.
He captured my lips between his, hungrily taking my mouth. I panted around the kiss, breathless but begging for more. His hand fisted my hair and he arched my neck as he planted butterfly kisses until he reached my collarbone. My resistance was melting along with my core, and it was all for him. This was a bad idea, but I was powerless to resist.
“Time for ... oh …” A loud growl echoed throughout the room as Seuss pulled me into his arms protectively. I turned to see Alice fleeing from the room with a tray of food.
I giggled against Seuss’ chest.
“You … this isn’t funny …” His voice was gruff and sexy.
I kissed his chest and pushed against his tight hold around me. “I normally lock the door behind me before I give you a bath, but I was so nervous that I forgot.”
“Your fault then.” He chuffed.
I laughed harder. “Don’t blame me for her delivery of your dinner.”
Seuss silenced me with another kiss, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. There was something about this moment that felt different than before. The way he held me close as he conquered the kiss sent my mind spinning. I clung to him as if he was my life line. I could smell his arousal through the taste of him. He tasted of pure sin, and I was hungry for more. He pulled away from my lips and nibbled along my chin. My head rolled away from him, and he followed me with his lips. He sucked along the curve of my neck then replaced his lips with the tips of his tongue, raising goosebumps in its trail.
“Seuss,” I moaned loudly. A hum rose deeply from his chest. Seuss was sliding the shoulder of my dress down my arm as he kissed across my collarbone.
A knock sounded at the door, and I knew without a doubt that it was Maddox. Every bone in Seuss’ body tensed. He was ready to strike, and I wasn’t sure that I could hold him back. I kissed his lips briefly and begged him with my eyes to relax.
“Yes?” I yelled out.
Maddox voice was loud and clear when he spoke. “I’m sorry to interrupt any bonding time but Justice, there’s a problem with one of the girls. I wouldn’t bother you if it wasn’t an emergency in the pack.”
I looked at Seuss and confusion was apparent on his face. “I’m sorry. I need to go see what’s going on.”
I regretted to leave him but if there was an emergency I had to go. Seuss stared after me as I laced up my boots and ran out of the room. Maddox informed me that Alice would take me to where I needed to go. He entered into Seuss’ room with his food, and I set out to find this emergency.
***
“What do you need me to do?” I looked at the little girl that was severely hurt and laying on the table in the pack’s medic room. She’d been playing in the woods near an old mill where she’d stumbled over an ax. She had cuts all over her legs.
“She needs to shift. If we can get her to do that then her own DNA will do the rest. Using other methods are too risky for her age.” Alice’s concern was apparent.
I looked at her mother who was sitting in the chair sniffing as the tears slid down her reddened cheeks. “Why isn’t her mother …”
“Justice … it has to be you.” Alice cut me off and gave me a look. There was something that I was missing. Maybe she’d forgotten that I’d never shifted on my own and had no idea how it all worked.
“What’s her name?” I asked.
“Eliza.” Her name was powerful, and I liked it. She was too young to have the cuts marking her skin.
She cried and was curled into a tight ball, but she wouldn’t shift into wolf form and back. She wouldn’t listen to anyone for that matter. I reached for her leg to see if I could get her to unroll, and the little pup growled at me. Without thought I responded by roaring back at her, and she shifted into wolf form. I raised my head standing taller, and Eliza shifted and lowered her head.
I noticed the difference in her injuries immediately. I lifted her head a little and she smiled. She was only eight years old, but I could see that she was going to be a handful. I say a similar spirit and wondered if she was an Alpha female. That would explain why her parents couldn’t get her to shift. They weren’t dominant at all.
I stayed with her for a bit before we headed back to the house in time to see the pack shift for their run. I sat watching them, but I couldn’t help but wonder how Seuss was feeling about missing this. Alice mentioned that no wolf should be alone during a full moon, and that included my Alpha. I wanted to make tonight special for him, too.
I grabbed something to drink before I headed upstairs. I went into the master bedroom and freshened up in the bathroom before heading into Seuss’ room. I almost thought that he was asleep, but he was gazing out the window at the moon turned away from me. I locked all the outside doors and climbed into bed with him and removed my robe.
Seuss didn’t say a word as I straddled his hips. He trailed his fingers down my body and pulled my mouth to his as he joined our bodies together for the first time. I cried out at the pain from him breaching my barrier. I clung to him hoping that it’d subside. I was speechless at how he’d invaded me all at once. His thickness consumed me, pulsing against the walls of my canal, it was too much, yet just right all at the same time.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he barked.
I shivered trying not to move away. I stayed still waiting for anything to happen.
“You waited for me … now I’ll wait for you.” Seuss kissed me briefly and caressed my back calming me slowly. I shivered in response.
“It’s okay, vixen.” Seuss kissed over my breasts and neck. “I’ll make it all better.”
His hips began to move beneath me, and I gasped in awe. I’d never felt anything like this. Pleasure greater than I’d ever imagine rose inside. I accepted the way he owned my mouth with his. He held my hips as he took from me what he needed, and in return he gave me bliss beyond comprehension. I held on to his shoulders for mercy, but he showed none.
“Mine!” He growled against my lips.
I was powerless to debate it. I whimpered my acclamation. “Yours!”
I could feel the flow of affection through the bond. Lust felt more like love. Care deepened into tranquility. Seuss was taking control of my body and laying my heart open for no other to claim but him. I yowled when I felt him retreating from me, but it was short lived.
Seuss lifted me and then positioned me on all fours. He was buried deep inside me again quickly, arching over my body, pulling me into his. The protective position turned me on even more. His impassioned body warmed mine even further. I loved the feel of his heated chest along mine my cool back. I was drowning in this pool of us, and I didn’t want to be saved.
“Oh, please!” I prayed.
“Justice …” he grunted into my ear.
I gasped for air, but nothing came out. Why was this so good?
He licked at the space between my neck and collar, and I shivered in response. He tweaked my nipples as he whispered into my ear. Flutters started in my belly and spread downward to my groin where it ached marvelously.
“Sweet Justice. My little vixen.” The claim felt just as good as his body.
“Yeeeeees,” I moaned out in response.
“So damn good. So soft. Aaah!” He sighed against my skin making me tingle there.
Seuss wrapped his hand around my neck holding me in place as he moved deeper inside me. My breath hitched as his thrusts brought his hips against mine harder and faster. I was blinded by the orgasm that was spiraling out of control. I’d never felt so alive, so, wanted and needed. He held me in limbo as the earth shattered into a trillion pieces.