Justice (Moon Hunters Inc. Book 1)

by Catty Diva

  Starting his bike, he took off gliding over the barely visible trails. The wind in his hair, the open road at his back, he should want to just keep riding, but he was oddly drawn to the compound. The house was his goal for more reasons than one. Maybe it was his need to save the young girl the witchy woman wanted freed. Justice parked just beyond the scope of their security. He knew where the alarms and the cameras were and made sure to avoid them. In his opinion the security sucked, but that was a good thing for him.

  Peering around, he looked into the deepest shadows and saw everything. He pulled in a deep breath and he could tell who was nearby, as well as who had been here recently. Listening intently, he could hear the guards in the distance talking and joking. Their minds weren’t on business and it would be to his advantage. Slipping up to the wall, he was like a shadow up and over. Sticking to the wall, no one here would see him at all. Taking in the lay of the land, he moved to the main building, the home of his target.

  He’d heard the workers call him the boss or master. Now, they would call him dead. The first door he came to was easy to get in. The assumption that no one could get by the outside guards was not a wise one. Breathing in deeply, the smell of death walking hit him. It was softened by the sweetest aroma he’d ever smelled. It was like magnolia with vanilla and a touch of sweet female. His mouth watered and for the first time in his life, his mission was a secondary concern.

  Instead of moving where the target was supposed to be, he headed toward the scent that lured him in. Down the halls and deeper into the house than he’d intended to go, he stopped in front of a closed bedroom door. He was unsure what to do next for the first time in his life. His hand was on the doorknob ready to turn to when voices came down the hall. Quickly, he moved around the corner and waited.

  Two males, armed with a gun in the holster and a stun gun clipped to their belts. “Stan, you need to stay away from her. Things happen to the men that bother her. They disappear and aren’t seen again.”

  “C’mon J.J., she likes me. She’s lonely and wants some manly company.” Stan responded. “You’re married so you wouldn’t understand.”

  Justice peered around the corner. He almost snorted and laughed. Stan was a bean pole with stringy brown hair. If he had a muscle on him, it was in hiding. J.J. was the opposite of his partner. Where Stan was fairly tall, J.J. was short and plump.

  “I understand alright. What I see is a deadly temptation and she doesn’t like you, man. The lady is polite to everyone. Leave her be and we’ll all be better off.”

  Stan ignored him and went to open the door without even knocking. It was locked and no matter how much he tugged and pulled on it, it refused to open. “We need to get this door open. What if she needs something or she’s ill?” Stan asked.

  “She has a com for just that purpose. The lady locked you out for your own good.” J.J. said.

  “See, she does like me if she’s worried about my welfare.”

  “Damn it, Stan. You’re going to get us killed and her punished.” J.J. dragged his partner away. Justice saw them headed around the next corner. He listened to J.J. trying to talk some sense into his younger partner. It didn’t sound like he’d listen.

  Justice stood where he was trying to figure out what was making him act so out of character. This was a job, nothing more. It needed to be finished before he was discovered. Earth was not a planet he wanted to be stuck on. No matter what he told himself, he couldn’t leave before he discovered what was behind that door. Staying on the dark edge of the hall, he worked his way back to the door. The lock looked like a simple old-fashioned one that he could easily pick.

  The guard seemed to have had no skills and little strength if he couldn’t get in this door. Pulling out his multi-tool, he had the lock opened in seconds. Justice couldn’t say what he expected to find behind the locked door, but it wasn’t what he found. Sure, he’d expected a female and even an attractive one, but this female got right to the heart of him.

  “You need to leave before you are killed.” She said without even looking up at him.

  “I’m rather hard to kill, if I do say so myself.” His deep voice rumbled and now she looked up.

  Her eyes were incredible, a mix of blues, greens, and browns the like of which he’d never seen. Her hair was black as ebony and her skin a mocha he just wanted to taste. Her lips were plump and begging to be kissed. Her body an hourglass with full breasts and lush hips to hang on to. He was a goner, the mission barely a memory as he stared at this female. All he was sure of was that he had to have her. Nothing would stop him, no one had better try. Stepping closer, her scent nearly knocked him to his knees.

  “Who are you?” She asked softly. On her face, he saw her attraction to him.

  “I am Justice.”

  “That’s a rather large claim.”

  “No, it’s the name my mother gave me. I’ll admit at times it is hard to satisfy the expectations, but I try to be fair. Sometimes fair is harsh.”

  “Why are you here?”

  “I’m here to carry out a mission,” Justice answered as truthfully as possible.

  “You’re here to kill the master? That would be a priceless gift to all who live here.”

  “That old man on the edge of death is no one’s master, especially not yours.”

  “He may be old and sick, but he still holds the lives of everyone in this house and those who work for him in his weak and shaky hands.”

  “Not for long, soon you and the others will be free.”

  “If they suspect he’s been killed, they will hunt down and exterminate all of us. Our lives have no value to them. A caretaker who doesn’t care and guards who can’t protect, we’ll be slaughtered.”

  “No, I would never allow that. It will look as if he went to sleep and his body just gave out. I’ve heard his son calls every day to see if he still lives. No one will be surprised to find he’s gone.”

  “You would do that for me?” What might he want for such a gift? What wouldn’t I give him in return?

  “I would, but that was the plan all along.”

  “An assassination no one knows about? What can this possibly do for your clients?”

  “He needs punishing, but the son will suspect his death was helped along. If he doesn’t become a changed man, his death will be next.”

  Envy stepped closer looking up into his eyes. “A man pays a price with every life he takes. Don’t let it steal your soul, Justice.”

  He shivered at the words. This man was evil and the taking would hurt less than most. “Someone has to carry out the sentence.” He looked at her and saw something in her eyes, something kind and giving.

  “It doesn’t always have to be you.”

  He reached out and pulled her into his arms. His body felt the heat of desire immediately and hers did too judging by the sweet scent of her need. A female like this could soothe a multitude of hurts. Her perfume seemed to cloud his thinking and he rained kisses down on her. It didn’t matter why, it only mattered that all of him, his inner animal and his human brain, all wanted her now. This was something that couldn’t wait.

  The mission? What mission? This female was filling all his senses like a witch that cast a spell on him and right now, he didn’t care. He would worry about the fall out later. Once he sated both of their needs and he could think clearly, he would finish his task and move on.

  “Are you sure?” He asked giving her a chance to change her mind. She was so full of sweetness and innocence.

  “I feel like I’ve been waiting for you, for this moment, all of my life.”

  “Foreseeing?”

  “No, I just trust my sense of what is right and this feels right.”

  He returned to kissing and stroking her. A low moan worked its way to the surface. It had to be her since it sounded too sweet to come from his mouth. His hands were full of her curves and satiny skin that begged to be touched. His lips dropped back to her mouth ready to ravish, when he heard sounds in the hall.
The foolish guard was back and his buddy had no luck in detouring him from his goal.

  Justice made sure the door was closed and locked, then he leaned against it. The weak fool would have no luck opening this door. It didn’t seem to deter him from trying. Stan didn’t seem to worry about what might happen if the door broke and he had to explain why. The stupid guard put everything he had into the door.

  “Master had special locks put on the door, Stan. You’d best not break them.” Envy said hoping he would stop testing the door.

  “Don’t you want to get out? I’ll take you away from here.” Stan insisted as he continued to push against the door with no results.

  “Go away, Stan, before you get us all killed.” She directed.

  “Come on, Stan. Think, dammit!” J.J. urged. Their voices faded as they moved away.

  “That man is a fool. If we’re not careful, he will bring us trouble.”

  “He’s gone and once you deal with the master, I will be far from here.”

  “Don’t call him master. He’s no longer even the master of his own fate.”

  “He is until he’s dead.”

  Justice dropped his lips to hers telling himself he would just take a taste, just to hold him until the deed was done. The mission must come before everything else, but as soon as he tasted her sweet flavor, he was lost in the kiss forgetting all the things he had to do. The overwhelming need to lose himself in her overcame him. His hands stroked her silken flesh and he slid her gown off her shoulders leaving her standing before him naked and unashamed.

  His breath caught, his heart seemed to stop for a moment, and his eyes took in the incredible beauty that she presented to him. His mouth devoured her and his hands caressed her naked skin. Pulling his mouth free of hers, he kissed his way down to her nipples the color of fresh berries pierced with nipple rings in them. Sucking one into his mouth, he concluded they tasted like fresh berries, too. Justice gave up and gave in to his desire.

  Picking her up, he carried her to the bed laying her in it. She leaned on her elbows watching with need as he stripped quickly and efficiently. Her eyes showed the desire she felt as she stared at his finally nude body. Dropping down on the bed on top of her, he corralled her with his arms.

  “You’re gorgeous.” He whispered before he kissed her then began to work his way down her body.

  Stopping at her nipples he sucked one to a hard point, nipped it, licked it, and then gave the other one the same treatment only being careful not to tug on the rings too hard. Once he’d worshiped her breasts, he moved on kissing, nipping, and licking his way down the belly button which was also pierced and had a chain dangling from it. His fingers played with the chain as his mouth kissed and licked around it.

  She shivered under him as he moved on lower. Her belly trembled as he moved his mouth lower and lower. The scent of her honeyed need hit him hard. It was so sweet and so tempting he couldn’t help himself. His tongue swiped over her nether lips gathering a taste. He groaned unable to hold it back. That taste was instantly addicting. Justice had to have more.

  His hands moved to hold her open and his tongue speared her repeatedly. She squirmed in his hold, needing less or more. His tongue plummeted inside her repeatedly until he pulled back and replaced it with a finger. Now his tongue moved to her clit circling over and over as his finger fucked her aggressively. Adding another finger, he stretched her so he wouldn’t hurt her when he took her. Sucking her clit into his mouth, he raked it lightly with his teeth.

  Justice was gentle because she was so soft, feminine, and he suspected she rarely did this kind of thing. Finally, he added a third finger and he sucked her clit hard, sending her into a hard orgasm. Once she stopped jerking, he knew she was ready. His cock was so hard he could drive nails with it. Placing his cockhead at her entrance, he slowly began to sink into her.

  A deep groan burst from him as her wet heat surrounded him. One last thrust and he was in but a barrier had been torn. His shocked eye met her pained ones. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “I didn’t want you to stop.”

  “Are you sure I would have?” Yeah, he knew he would have. He wasn’t the ravager of innocents even when he himself was one. An old whore had offered him a free ride and he’d taken it. That woman had known a few things that a boy his age needed to know. This was different.

  “The damage is done. Move and give me some pleasure.”

  Justice found he was still rock hard and needy. She was right, the damage was done and couldn’t be undone. “What’s your name?” He asked finally realizing he’d never asked.

  “My name is Envy.”

  “Envy, I’m going to make you scream my name.”

  Justice pulled out and slowly slid back in. He was careful, but he picked up speed. It wasn’t long and he was pounding into her. Her legs had wrapped around him and he felt her toes pressing into his ass cheeks. Never had anything felt so amazing in his life. Tingles ran down his back to his tailbone warning him that his release was coming soon. Her muscles tightened on his cock telling him she was close, too. Shifting his hips, he hit a different spot that made her scream. A few more times and she did indeed scream his name clamping down on him like a vise.

  Envy bucked beneath him and the look on her face was euphoric, he followed her into bliss shooting white ropey streams of cum deep inside her. Justice jerked as his body continued to unload inside her. He dropped a kiss on her mouth groaning with pleasure. Hard and fast now, but once they were off this miserable planet he would take it slower and make her go mindless with pleasure. He rolled to the side taking her with him so her head was over his heart.

  His breathing calmed and his heart rate slowed. The brain that wasn’t working moments ago began to remember why he was here to begin with. “Pack anything you want to take with you. It’s time to finish the mission and get out of here. You understand?”

  “You’re taking me with you?”

  “Yes, to a planet far away from here. A place Earth government has no power. I need you to be ready when I come back. Can you do that?” She nodded her head, her eyes glistening with emotion. He kissed her one more time and headed in the direction he knew he would find his prey.

  The hallways were dark so it was easy to hide. It was a security nightmare with guards passing within feet of him, but without his sharp eyesight, they saw only shadows. His movements were quiet, no sounds to be heard. Justice wondered why Envy was kept on the opposite side of his target’s room. If he’d had a woman that beautiful in his house, he would have wanted her as close as possible.

  Justice slipped through a door and then another. No guards seemed to be in this wing of the house. It was the one right next to the target’s wing. There was a room all lit up but no one was in it. Curiosity overtook him and he peeked in. It was a lab of some kind, he had an aversion to rooms like this. The computer screen faced him and he couldn’t help himself. Reading it, he felt anger well up inside.

  The mystery of why the old man still lived was now solved. He was making illegal youth drugs to stave off his demise. Justice saw an empty disc and put it in the computer. He downloaded all pertinent files to the youth drugs. It downloaded in seconds, he slipped it into his pocket and moved on. It was hard to say if the information would prove valuable or if the old man’s death would make it worthless. It depended on who else was involved. Maybe they could track it to the facility that was killing people to make the drugs.

  Righteous anger burned in him as he moved closer to the room that held a monster. The door was closed, probably locked. Justice checked first and found it was locked. Pulling his multi-tool, he picked at the old fashioned lock. Why would a man with money leave himself open to attack? Was he so arrogant he thought no one would come after him? Clearly, that wasn’t true and it had never been. Slowly, in case the door made noises that would broadcast his presence, he opened it. The smell of smoldering death waiting to take over, met his nose.

  The man fought to survive and yet death was
slowly winning. Death took everyone eventually and tonight was proof of that. A man who looked old and frail lay in the bed attached to all manner of medical equipment. Wires and tubes ran everywhere, but his eyes were closed and presumably he slept. He barely had any hair left and the skin on his face sagged as if it were trying to escape him. His coloring was a pasty gray and as far from healthy looking as one could get.

  He was skeletal, just skin and bones with little substance to hold him together. The man wore some kind of hospital gown to give easy access to his medical providers. None were present so he assumed they were busy elsewhere and would be notified by an alarm of any change on the patient’s condition. Once he finished this, he would have to exit speedily so as not to be caught by a nurse.

  Justice stepped closer to look at this man that so many feared, even in his current weakened state. He pulled on his gloves so he would leave behind no residue that could be tracked back to him. Pulling in a deep breath, he centered himself knowing it was time to get this thing done. Peace came over him as he decided which deadly pressure points to press to grant the world peace from this evil man.

  His hands went to the throat unerringly finding the perfect spots. He pressed hard enough to get the job done without crushing anything detectable. Justice rushed out the door as the medical monitoring equipment went crazy.

  Chapter 6

  Free At Last

  Envy watched as Justice left through the door. She closed and locked it behind him as he had just directed her. She knew with Stan on the prowl it offered at least a small amount of protection. Males had always been drawn to her, some were more susceptible than others. Maybe it had something to do with her genetics, she had no clue what races were mixed in her DNA.

  Her bag lay on the bed and she pried up the floor board removing her jewelry and money. There was little of sentimental value, only a ring the master had assured her was her mother’s. Looking around the room, there was nothing else. Pulling a drawer open, she pulled out some clothing to wear. It was a black outfit that she trained in. Master had insisted she get security training along with martial arts so she could protect him. That was a laugh because she longed to kill him and flee this planet forever. The only thing that stopped her was she had no way off the planet. Now all she had to do was wait.