I laughed from deep in my chest. "Just when I thought the old Justice was gone."
She winked. "She'll always be part of me, but the new evolved version is someone I'm much happier to be. I feel comfortable in my skin now. In my power. And…" she moved toward me, and I folded her into my chest. "I want to make love with you. Right now."
Well, okay, then. I didn't need to be asked again. "Your wish is my command," I growled, kissing her.
There was no bed here, but there was a field of clover that was almost as soft. Not wanting to stop kissing, I used my powers to sweep us along the breeze. Justice didn't flinch, growing used to magic.
When we reached the clover, I allowed the winds to ease. "Jacob," she murmured, her voice drowsy with lust. "I need you to touch me, love me. I want our bond."
Fuck. Her honesty slayed me. "Always tell me what you need,” I said, kissing her again, one drugging kiss after another.
I was affected in ways I didn't expect. My blood was on fire, energy swirling in an almost out of control manner, but I knew this was just a reaction to Justice. I finally understood why my energy always felt this way around her. My true mate. It all made sense now.
Lifting her, she wrapped her long legs around my waist, rocking her core against me. If she kept that up, I was going to lose it before we had even started.
"Ruby…." I said in warning, but also kind of begging her to take pity on me.
She laughed, the sound filled with confidence and desire, so strong it was almost visible in the air around us.
"Fuck," I muttered, the last of my control snapping.
The wind came to my aid again as I fell back into the clover, bringing her with me. It was as soft as I remembered, as was the woman in my arms with her silky skin and curves for days.
Flipping her over so her back was against the greenery, I pressed my body to hers, the ache in my cock not at all eased by the movement. Her lips were full and begging to be tasted, so I complied. Kissing her until her mouth was red and swollen. "Ruby lips."
She blinked at me, dazed. "Ruby everything."
Unexpected laughter slipped out. "Hmmm, I’ll be the judge of that."
I could have used my energy to strip her clothes away in an instant, but I wanted to take my time. No matter how desperate I was to sink into her wet heat, Justice was in control here, and I wouldn’t push her too fast.
She helped me remove her shirt, leaving all of her gorgeous dark skin on display. Next was her bra, and as the ruby tips of her nipples drew my attention, I leaned over and took the right one in my mouth, laving at it until the peak was stiff and Justice was moaning. Moving on to the left, she threaded her fingers through my hair, tugging at it to hold me close.
Fine by me, I was happy to stay here all year.
"You're a boob man," she breathed, and I lifted my head to see a knowing grin tilting up her lips. "I guessed you were.”
I returned that grin. “I'm a Justice man, actually," I drawled, because no fucking way could I pick a favorite part on my mate. I craved everything. "Boobs are just a fantastic bonus."
Before she could say another word, I lowered my head and let my tongue trace across her skin, over her nipples again, and then as she started to pant, down her body.
Her taste was fucking intoxicating, and at this stage my cock was so hard it was probably going to bust through my pants.
When I finally had her gloriously naked, sprawled out on a bed of clover like a nature goddess, I took a second to look my fill. She was watching me just as closely. "I need you to be more naked," she said with force. "Like … right now."
This time I went with magic; my clothes stripped away in an instant. Justice's eyes grew wide.
"I've seen a lot of naked men in my life—"
The rumble that sprung from my chest was pure masculine annoyance. As far as I was concerned, my girl was untouched by any other.
She laughed. "Slow down, tiger, no need to lose it. What I was going to say is that none of them even