Fury

He shoved the shirt wider apart and his hands released it to grip her skirt. He didn’t bother tugging it down her body. Instead he gripped the waistband, his biceps bunched, and more material tore. He shredded it down the center to spread it completely open. Ellie couldn’t move, didn’t even breathe, until she gasped when his fingers slid into the front of her panties. The back of his hand was warm on her lower stomach. One good tug and he threw the destroyed silky material over his shoulder.

“Fury!” She tried to roll away from him. He’d nearly stripped her naked. Only her bra remained. “What”

His hands gripped her hips and flipped her back onto the bed on her backside. He dropped to his knees next to the bed, his body between her thighs, and yanked her toward him.

“I won’t hurt you this time. I’ll be more aware of my teeth.”

“Stop it,” Ellie panted. Her heart pounded but she wasn’t afraid, just shocked, and confused. She breathed as if she’d just run a mile.

His dark gaze locked with hers. “You enjoyed this part.” His rough-feeling palms caressed her inner thighs, pushed them farther apart, and he licked his full lips. “I brought you pleasure with my mouth.”

She swallowed with difficulty. His gaze lowered to his hands holding her thighs firmly apart. Ellie remembered. She shivered. Yeah, she’d loved the first part last time once she’d gotten over the shock of what he was doing to her. Temptation to urge him on gripped her but she tried to be reasonable.

“Let me go. We can’t do this again.”

His gaze jerked up to narrow on her. “Why not? I desire your taste, the sounds you make as my tongue teases your little bud and it swells with pleasure.”

She stared into his eyes. Yeah, Ellie, she asked herself, why not? Her belly quivered. She didn’t want to think about how else her body responded to what he wanted to do to her but she guessed he wouldn’t have to coax her with his mouth to make her wet. Just staring at him did that to her. She opened her mouth.

“Um…” Her mind blanked.

“I will not hurt you. I give my word. I’ll make you scream but it won’t be from pain.”

She bit her lip hard. Fury turned her on. She couldn’t lie about that. Even having him that close to repeating what he’d done to her last time had her stomach clenching and an ache started just above where his hands played on her inner thighs. Her nipples puckered.

“I know you want me, sweetness.”

She loved it when he used endearments with that soft growly tone of his. “You hope I want you,” she corrected.

He showed teeth. “Sense of smell. I know you want me. Your scent is so sweet when you are aroused. I want to lick you and feast on your desire. You’ve been torturing me for days.”

She knew the color drained from her face. Looking at him and being close to him always affected her but she’d thought he’d been oblivious. “Is that true?”

He growled. “Yes. I have lived with it taunting me. I’ve just been waiting for you to stop hiding it and give me some sign you were ready to be with me.”

“But—”

“I won’t have an affair on you. I am not the stupid male you once chose poorly to allow the honor of being with you.”

Ellie smiled, amused despite the tense moment. “Chose poorly is an understatement.”

He shrugged. “You are the only one I want or need, Ellie. I give you my word, I won’t touch another female. You are it for me. This isn’t a one-time thing.”

Sincerity shone in his intense gaze. Ellie hesitated and then nodded. “I do want you, Fury. I’ve wanted you since the day I first saw you. That’s never changed. It’s just that it’s so complicated between us.”

“It’s only complicated if we allow it to be.” A glint of determination flashed in his dark gaze. “Just feel.” His hands released her thighs to grip her hips.

He growled again, softly, as he pulled her ass down the bed to the very edge. Ellie gasped when he let his hands slide from her hips back to her thighs. He shoved them wider apart. His head lowered and in the next heartbeat he licked her. His hot, wet tongue zoomed directly for her clit. She tensed while she grabbed for the bedspread. Her fingers clawed the material.

He growled again as his mouth pressed tighter against her pussy. He lapped at the sensitive bud rapidly in a near frenzy. The pleasure shot straight to her brain and made her spread her thighs wider to give him better access.

“Dear God,” she panted. “You’re like a vibrator with a tongue when you do that.”

He chuckled against her and then he growled louder against her, drawing out the vibrations he created while his tongue applied pressure and slid along her sensitive bundle of nerves. He teased without mercy. She moaned and thrashed her head. Fury shifted her legs to hook loosely around his shoulders then changed positions from his knees to hovering over her pussy, pushing her knees higher, holding her wide open.

Ellie worried he’d kill her with raw pleasure. She couldn’t take the intense feelings he created. They were too strong to withstand. The man knew how to hit her “on switch” so hard she didn’t think anything could turn her off. She knew her fingers tore at his bedspread, her nails digging into the fabric. It took everything she had not to clutch at him, too afraid she’d scratch his skin.

“Fury!” she screamed. Her body jerked under his mouth as ecstasy tore through her, wave after wave. The climax hit so strongly that she screamed out again.

Fury released her with his mouth. He nuzzled his cheek against the inside of her thigh as he withdrew his face from between her legs and removed them from his shoulders to place her heels on the bed.

She lay there panting as she tried to pull her thoughts back together but couldn’t. He’d made her feel as though