Always (Family Justice Book 1) (31 page)

Before long, his hand was in her hair, fisting the long curls until she almost cried out as his hips flexed and his cock pounded her mouth without mercy. She was prepared for him to come in her throat, felt his approaching orgasm in the way his body stiffened, but he had apparently other things on his mind.

Pushing away, he bent low and forced her to surrender to an incendiary kiss Yanking on her hair, she was completely under his power and loving every minute of it.

When he’d subdued her to a whimpering, trembling mess, he pulled his mouth off hers but kept his face close. With eyes ablaze, he growled low, deep, and lustfully. “I’m going to fuck you now, my beauty, but it won’t be an easy ride.
For you
.”

Releasing her hair with a grunt, he shoved her around on her knees, put his hand on her shoulder blades and forced her head and torso onto the carpet.
Oh, my God,
she thought as her body pulsed with need. He’s going to take me here on the floor.

“Ass in the air, Meghan. Make a pretty arch for me so I can pound you hard and deep.” With two forceful tugs, he tore the delicate panties at each hip and dropped them within her field of vision. He wanted her to see the tiny scrap of torn white silk—it was a reminder of who was in charge.

Melting down as he moved into place behind her, she saw him go onto his knee while the other leg was bent with his foot on the floor. In that position, he’d have maximum leverage to do as he said—pound her deep. Her pussy vibrated with excitement and maybe a frisson of apprehension.

“Turn your head so I can see your face and don’t close your eyes. I want you to know whose cock is destroying your pussy.”

She was panting and trembling. He sounded like a man possessed, and it actually scared her a little. Alex carried a darkness inside that she knew all too well. This was the side of him that had driven her away and almost destroyed their love. But she knew what he needed, so instead of pulling away, she widened her knees and arched deeper, offering her body to him in the most basic of ways. She wanted him to know she was totally his to command and that she would always give him everything she had.

“Good girl,” he hissed with admiration and pride lacing his voice.

When the head of his cock rubbed along the slick lips of her pussy, she whimpered and forced her eyes to stay open. He was looking at her ass, watching his flesh touch hers.

“That’s it, woman. Coat my cock with your juices. I want you dripping when I take that pussy.”

He put his hands on her waist and pulled her ass up and back, making her back curve even more. The rubbing went on forever until he’d had enough.

“It’s time,” and with that he simply thrust forward in one mighty lunge as he sank into her pulsating flesh balls deep with an earthy grunt.

Meghan barely had time to recover when Alex started pounding her without any tenderness whatsoever. It was as if the dark forces driving him demanded he be as ferocious and unyielding as possible.

Stroke after savage stroke he thundered into her. “Mine,” he grunted over and over.

Lewd, dirty sounds filled the air. It was exciting and also very vulgar and crude as her body submitted, flooding her pussy with an endless flow of super-heated fluid. Whatever had started this raunchy encounter kept Alex in its throes. It took a long time for him to even get close to releasing the emotions he was trying to assuage.

All of a sudden, she started to drift. An electric current was shooting along her spine, gathering where they were joined and arcing in rapid pulses through her body. Meghan heard a noise that sounded completely foreign to her ears. It was the sound of her growling like an animal as he pounded into her.

“Stay like that baby,” he bellowed. “Stay just like that until I come.”

And then her pussy contracted violently. The orgasm that broke loose thudded unmercifully, clutching at his invading cock as come gushed from her passage. She felt herself going under, consciousness fading into the ether. The animalistic growling noise had become a hoarse scream and for a brief moment, the overwhelming pleasure stopped her breathing.

She heard Alex grunt, “Fuck,” then felt his fingers dig into the flesh at her hips as he thundered toward his climax. The savage thrusts never lessened while he brought it home.

Meghan was aware of his cock as it swelled and throbbed. Saliva was dripping from her mouth; her hands were clawing the carpet as her lover rammed against her cervix.

Then he shuddered; she felt it rip through his body. Plunging deep, he roared and grunted as his cock throbbed over and over. She was so sensitive from the pounding and her own climax that Meghan felt each pulsation as he emptied inside her.

It had never been like this before. Tears leaked from her eyes as she blindly stared at nothing. She could feel her lungs shuddering for breath. Something that felt like a soft velvet veil descended and Meghan simply let the sensation wash over until she knew nothing except a surrender so complete—it swept her away.

ALEX COULDN’T MOVE IF HE wanted to. Shaking his head to clear away the overwhelming lust that had gripped him, he tried to make sense of what his eyes were taking in.

Meghan bent over in front of him—her glorious ass in the air, his cock still buried in her quivering flesh. Arms stretched wide lay limp now that her hands no longer dug into the carpet.
Jesus fucking Christ.
He’d taken her on the damn floor with zero thought to her comfort.

As the red haze of greedy desire started to clear from his mind, he saw that his fingers remained on her hips and registered the bruises evident from his powerful grip.

Her eyes were closed, mouth open, a cheek lay upon the thick Aubusson rug beneath them.

What in the hell had he done? After the call from Cam where he learned of the injuries he and Drae had received and that medical intervention had been necessary—he’d gone mental. His men had gotten hurt, a thought that slipped him swiftly into commanding officer mode. He’d sent them off on what seemed like a benign assignment only for them to quite literally get their asses kicked.

He became so irate at what Majid’s fuckery had wrought that he wanted to hit someone. Wanted to strike out and demand retribution for his men getting hurt. And who had he unleashed those feelings on? Meghan.
Oh fuck
.

Disengaging from her shivering body was no easy task. From the position that he’d put her in and the way he’d leveraged his own body for maximum penetration, pulling out became a slow torture. She wasn’t moving, wasn’t reacting at all and her pussy wasn’t yielding. He grimaced as her body continued to refuse his withdrawal until at last his cock slid free. All sorts of reflexive lascivious thoughts clouded his brain when he saw how red and raw the lips of her sex looked. The creamy evidence of his climax gave him momentary pause as he struggled to keep from thumping his chest with primitive satisfaction.

Completely spent, he struggled to his feet while lifting her from the carpet with a grunt and swiftly carrying her still unmoving body to their bed. Worry snaked along his nerves. Had he gone too far this time?

“Baby, are you alright? Talk to me, Meghan,” he murmured as he drew a comforter over their bodies. Cradling her to his chest, he relaxed when he felt her legs move.

“Alex,” she whimpered.

“It’s okay, honey. I’m right here. Shhh. Don’t try and move yet. Just breathe. I’ve got you.”

She lay still and compliant in his embrace for a long time. Eventually, her breathing became normal, and her hushed whimpers calmed.

“What happened?” she asked in a small, hushed voice. “Everything got so fuzzy.”

Oh God. Alex wanted to die. “Did I hurt you baby?”

“What?” She recovered pretty damn quickly after that. “No,” she assured him with a hearty shake of her head. “Most certainly not.”

“Are you sure?”

She tilted her head to look at him and all he saw was the love she had for him shining in her eyes. Jesus. Who was this magnificent woman and how had he been so lucky as to have her in his life?

“You’re kidding, right?” she murmured.

“No. I think you passed the fuck out, baby.”

“Mmmm.” She snuggled closer and kissed his chest. “Definitely went someplace I’ve never been, but I wouldn’t call it passing out.”

What in the hell is that supposed to mean
, he wondered.

“You were magnificent,” she sighed.

“Was too rough. I’m sorry. That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

Meghan chuckled softly and began nibbling on his neck. “I didn’t say no and before you put on a hair shirt of penance, you should know that from my point-of-view, rough was just what you needed.” She sighed again then looked at him with a devilish glint in her expression. “Feel better now? Ready to tell me what that was all about?”

“You’re going to be mad.”

“Doubt it. Just tell me what happened, Alex. You don’t get like that for no reason.”

He sighed. She was right. “Don’t overreact, okay?”

With that, Meghan pushed from his arms and sat up. Momentarily distracted by her beautiful breasts, he forgot what he was saying until she put her finger under his chin and forced his eyes to hers.

“Okay Tits McGee, out with it.”

Tits McGee? Shit. She was priceless. He sat up only along the way stopped to lick each of her nipples before reclining against the massive wood headboard of their bed.

“Where’s your phone?” he asked.

She shrugged and looked perplexed. “I don’t know. Probably still in the kitchen. Why?”

“I don’t want you jumping to call the girls until I’ve explained everything.”

“Oh shit. Tell me quick. Are the boys alright? Alex! What the fuck. You’re scaring me.”

“Easy, baby. They’re fine.” He grimaced at the fierce look on her face. “Seriously. I wouldn’t shit around about that—but they are kinda banged up.”

“Fucking defined banged up, and remember who you’re talking to, please.”

Right. She probably knew more about the human body and how it all worked than all of them put together.

“Cam. Stitches, I think three or four, in his temple. Above the right eye. Bunch of bruises and a very pissed off attitude.”

“Oooookay. And?”

“Uh, Drae…well, he’s kinda fucked up. Cracked and bruised ribs, black eye, concussion, bloodied knuckles. Maybe in need of some dental work.”

“Holy shit. You call that fine?”

“It coulda been worse,” he muttered. “Got jumped by two thugs who are probably twice as injured. Obviously the good guys were victorious.”

“Who knows about this?”

“Cam confessed to Lacey but they thought it better if Tori was kept in the dark for now. I just learned what happened a little while ago. Don’t like it when my men get fucked up.”

WELL, IT ALL MADE SENSE now,
Meghan thought as she stepped into the big steam shower in their en suite while Alex took another phone call from Cameron.

He’d gone ballistic learning that his brothers, or men as he called them in what she saw as a telltale moment, had encountered some bad guys. Big Daddy was wearing his Major hat and was barely able to control what she knew was a savage reaction to what had taken place. Nothing would or could ever change the fact that for Alex Marquez, he felt responsible for the safety and well-being of everyone in his extended family.

It didn’t take long for him to join her in the shower. Unless Cam was in dire straits, she knew he’d keep the call short. Whenever he handled her roughly or been overly demanding, Alex always followed up with tenderness and real concern. In fact, until he was satisfied that she was all right, he wouldn’t calm down.

Of course, it also gave her something of an upper hand. Not for long, he was too much of a natural dominant for that, but in the short run, she could get anything she wanted out of him. Meghan bit off the grin the thought was forming.

She was learning a lot about the dynamics of a relationship. Now that she was aware that her parents had something of a naughty streak, it helped make sense of a lot of things. Like the time Da had surprised her mom with a cruise vacation that she knew her father hated. Watching Maggie O’Brien twist her husband around her little finger had always surprised Meghan. Her hard-ass father was the furthest thing on the planet from being pussy-whipped. Now she understood and honestly, she wanted to high five her mom.