Lawe's Justice (36 page)

She wanted him to take everything she had to give.

His fingers moved faster, stroked, caressed, roughened tender nerve endings then lit a release inside her that tore a muted scream from her throat and had her jerking against him with a sudden, near violent orgasm that there was no defense against.

His teeth tightened on her neck but she felt no pain.

His cock surged to the hilt, the heated spurt of his semen suddenly exploding in her rear and a second later, she felt the emergence of the barb as she had never felt it before. Thick but not incredibly long. Perhaps half the length of a male thumb and just as thick. It vibrated, jerked with a heated pulse of fluid in between the swift ejaculations of his seed from the blunt head of his cock.

Her pussy milked his fingers as the release tore through it. Her clit swelled suddenly, a bright, sharp pulse of sensation racing as she felt the orgasm burning through it.

She was exploding. Dying in his arms. Melting into him.

He was melting into her. Taking her, overwhelming her.

He was owning her and she didn’t even give a damn.

She was his completely. His forever.

Just as he was hers.

Mates.

Created for one another.

Meant to be and meant to belong.

Meant to find that freedom that had always eluded her, the independence she had always been reaching for was right here. In her mate’s arms.“I love you.” The words tore from her lips. “Oh God, Lawe. I love you.”

“You won’t run again,” he snarled.

“I won’t run—”

“You’ll fight by my side.” Another heavy pulse of his release, a rake of his palm against her clit, prolonging her pleasure.

“By your side,” she cried out.

Where she had dreamed of being.

“Love me, baby. Ah God, Diane, I love you past death.”

He was shuddering above her, jerking against her as the final waves of release left her trembling beneath him, sweat dampened, sated.

Mated.

Diane was a mate.

And her mate was an alpha: dominant, protective and possessive.

But the animal genetics, primal and powerful, and the human genetics had had enough of the battle they had fought. They had, in those rare cases when it was needed, merged and enhanced the human side, creating a male who would give his mate the best of both worlds. One that would die for her, one that would fight to live for her. A mate who finally saw, who finally understood it wasn’t about always being safe.

It was about being together and creating their own safety.

Creating their own world where they could.

She wasn’t just a mate, she was a warrior.

She wasn’t just a warrior, she was a mate.

And she was loved.

•   •   •

Gideon watched.

He waited.

But still, she wasn’t there. Honor wasn’t there, and Judd hadn’t shown himself.

The deputy chief of police arrived within hours of the successful apprehension of the Council soldiers who had arrived to kidnap both Lawe and his new mate, Diane.

Only three had lived, but that was the way of it.

He watched as the girl, Liza, had been escorted into the hotel and taken to the suite of the director of the Bureau of Breed Affairs, and he waited.

He listened. The electronic device he had placed picking up exceptionally well.

Jonas arrived with his mate.

The alphas arrived.

Lawe, Rule and Diane Broen arrived.

“Ms. Johnson, we need your help,” Jonas stated softly.

“You need more than my help, you’ll need several good lawyers.”

Liza Johnson wasn’t happy.

“We just saved your life.” Jonas stated.

“Your people endangered it,” she snapped. “Let me tell you now—”

And nothing.

He stared at the hotel. Glared at it.

He tapped the headphones. There wasn’t even static.

Fuck.

•   •   •

Jonas stared at the device Diane handed him, located by another of the altered detectors Thor had tinkered with.

Strong.

The signal had piggybacked on their own wireless devices and betrayed them.

And he had no idea how long it had been in his rooms.

Or if there were more.

Turning to Lawe and using the motions of sign language he indicated a full suite, white noise, as well as jamming technology.

Gideon had just upped the ante.

Jonas stared back at Liza Johnson and in the scent of her fear, learned something more.

He smiled slowly.

The game was just beginning.

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LAWE
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JUSTICE

NAVARRO
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PROMISE

STYX
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STORM

LION
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HEAT

BENGAL
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DAWN
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SCHEME

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