Steele (Justice Series #1)

He slammed forward, and she cried out. His cock, his wonderfully naked cock, was moving along her sheath like it was meant to be there. As he moved in and out of her, slowly, she wrapped her legs around his thighs and moved with him. She knew on some level that they needed to be quiet, but the thought of him filling her nearly had her sobbing. When he touched her sweet spot, the special place that had her grabbing him before she flew away, he leaned to her mouth and kissed her. As soon as he lifted her ass up to his strokes, she came screaming around his kiss.

Bite me. His voice stirred in her head and her cat moved over her. Take me into you. Please, baby. Bite me so that I belong to you.

Her mouth seemed to swell with the need to complete this. As she felt his cock pound harder into her, she knew that she had to bite him soon. When she licked his neck, she felt his pulse against her tongue. And when he slammed forward the next time, she sank her teeth deep into his flesh.

His cum touched off a reaction in her that had her screaming again as she came. There was no way for him to pull from her without hurting him, but when she tried he told her not to stop. As he roared out his climax she tore at his skin, tasting his blood as it filled her mouth. Kari came again, this time slipping away from him as her cat moved along her skin. Kari had no idea why the sudden thought of being alive came to her then, but she knew it was true.

Steele was lying beside her when she woke. She knew that she was in a hospital, but was not really sure why she was there or how she’d ended up there. All she knew was he was holding her to his body, and she felt better than she had in ages. When he kissed her head, she turned her face to look at him. He, however, looked terrible.

“You haven’t been sleeping here, have you?” He said he had. “Whatever for? I’m sure you have a bed at your house.”

“This is where I wanted to be. This is where you were.” He kissed her on the mouth, and she moved so that she could look at him better. “You almost died on me.”

“My cat was ill.” He nodded and pulled her close again. “Steele, you do know that I’ve marked you. And that you’ve marked me. We can’t do this again if you want me to go away.”

“You’re not going anywhere. And I’m well aware of what I’ve done. It was the only way to save you.” For whatever reason he’d had to do it, this one hurt her. When she tried to pull from him, he pulled her back. “I didn’t mean it like that. What I meant was, I needed to mark you because I’m in love with you. I needed you to be alive and a part of my life.”

“No. That’s not right. You just wanted sex. There is no reason for you to try and pretty it up with telling me you love me.” He smiled at her. “I don’t want you to love me. Why on earth would you want to anyway?”

“Why do I love you? Or why do I need you in my life? Because to me they’re the same thing. I love you. I hope that someday you’ll love me, but for now, I can be happy just to have you in my life.” She stared at him and he laughed. “Have I shocked you to silence? That’s a new one.”

“You’re not funny. And it’s not necessary for you to say you love me just to save my life.” He pulled her to him, and she felt hurt. “Just from now on if you want to have sex, we’ll use protection.”

“How will you have a baby, our baby, if we do that?” She jerked from him and glared. “Yeah, I’m sure you know that in order for us to have a child, unprotected sex is a given. And to tell you the truth, I enjoy being buried inside of you.”

“You’re an asshole.” She looked up at him and wondered what he was really doing this for. “I’m fine now. I don’t know how we’re going to work around me marking you, but—”

He kissed her. Then when he lifted his head, she could see that something in him had changed. He had changed into someone she didn’t really know.

“I’m in love with you. I know that you’re going to have a hard time believing me. But it’s true. I never….” He moved back to the bed and held her to him as he continued. “When the woman came to me about her body the day that my life changed forever, I was so pissed about it. I didn’t want to help her. I didn’t want to help any of them anymore. I was still hurting from the whipping that my father had given me the day before.”

“Why?” He laughed, but it was bitter sounding. Hurt too. “You and your sister were seventeen when this happened. Why would he beat you at that age?”

“He’d caught me talking to one of my clients. It’s what I called the people who came to me for help.” Steele moved on the bed but didn’t let her go or get up. “I’d had an argument with Aster that morning. I’d told her to go away and leave me be. I didn’t want her to know that I’d been hurt again. She would have gone to him and gotten herself whipped too. And as much as she got on my nerves, she was all I had. So she left me, and I went to find the bodies.”

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