Fury

by Laurann Dohner

  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 he’d blown her mind apart. The bed moved. Her eyes opened to watch Fury climb onto the edge of the bed to crouch over her on his hands and knees. When they were face-to-face he stopped to hover over her. Their gazes met.

  “I won’t lose control this time and I will make sure I don’t draw blood with my kisses. Scoot up.”

  Her attention roamed down his beautifully sculptured chest as she did as he instructed to reach the middle of his big bed. He still wore his briefs but they couldn’t hold down the proof of how aroused he’d become. She reached for the thick erection tenting the material. She felt the soft cotton under her palm when she slid it across the hard length of his trapped cock and then her hand closed over him gently, curving around the width of his shaft.

  Memories were instant of the last time she’d seen him naked. He wasn’t freakishly large but definitely impressive and he’d brought her a lot of pleasure with his size. Her gaze lifted to his as she swallowed. Her hands worked his briefs down his thighs. He maneuvered enough to kick them away.

  “You’re bigger than anyone…” She sealed her lips together when she saw his instant anger.

  “I don’t want to hear about someone else who has touched you,” he growled.

  She nodded. She could honestly say she wouldn’t want to hear about any women Fury had been with before either. Her intent had been to give him a compliment but he wasn’t a human guy, not fully, and she needed to remember that. She licked her dry lips. He growled softly.

  “Roll over for me. Hands and knees. Just like me.”

  She hesitated but rolled over under his body, onto her stomach. He helped her toss the remnants of her destroyed skirt out from under her and remove her bra. She didn’t want anything between them. He crouched over her. One of his hands slid under her hips to lift them up. She put her hands down to brace her upper weight. She had a good idea he wanted to mount her. That term fit. She remembered everything Breeze had shared about New Species men. When she positioned on her hands and knees, her body pressed up against his, she noted his hot body temperature. She inhaled that soft, wonderful scent he carried.

  “Frightened?” His mouth brushed her ear. It tickled and she shivered in response, too turned on to laugh. His voice deepened into a very sexy tone. “Don’t be. I’m killing myself to be gentle with you. It isn’t a bad way to die.”

  She turned her head to peer into his incredible eyes. His mouth moved next to hers, just a breath away. The urge to kiss him grew stronger. She pushed her back against his chest. He hesitated and then moved. He let her inch up against him, moving back as she did until he sat up and she leaned against his chest, nearly sitting on his lap.

  “Kiss me,” she urged softly.

  One of his hands flattened on her stomach. His hand opened wide and he slid his palm down her stomach and then lower, between her slightly parted thighs. His fingers teased her clit, rubbing her, and she moaned. Her mouth opened and Fury’s lips covered hers. His other hand cupped one of her breasts firmly. Their tongues met softly and then entwined.

  Ellie moaned into his mouth while his fingertips traced the line of her sex, teasing her when his finger came close to entering her pussy. She pushed back against his body more, angling her hips to urge him to do just that. Fury growled into her mouth in response. His canine teeth slid against her tongue gently but Fury broke off the kiss. He breathed harsher when their gazes locked.

  “I am going to lose control so
on.” He lifted his hips against hers. He’d grown so hard his erection rubbed up against Ellie where his fingers were tracing the seam of her labia. He growled deeper, almost viciously. “Am I doing this right for you, the way you want?”

  She nodded.

  “I think you are so beautiful.”

  “So are you,” she breathed. She thought of him as perfection.

  He snarled, a scary sound.

  She looked up at him to see his frown.

  “What?”

  “I’m not beautiful.”

  She smiled. “I think you are. It’s a good thing.”

  “Women are beautiful.”

  “Men are too when they look the way you do.”

  His frown deepened.

  Ellie smiled. “Communication breakdown?”

  He softly sighed. “Agreed.”

  She laughed softly.

  “You’re laughing during sex?”

  “That’s a great thing. I’m having a good time.”

  “I’m not. I want inside you so much it hurts.”

  She bit her lip to avoid laughing again. “Breeze and I talked. She mentioned something about mounting.” She dropped forward to her hands to bend in front of him and turned her head to give him a sexy look over her shoulder. Her legs spread, her back arched, and she pushed her ass up. “Is this right?”

  He draped his body over hers in a heartbeat, caging her inside his arms. His chest pressed tightly against her back. “Yes.”

  “Go ahead.” Her gaze held his. “Mount me, Fury. I want you to.”

  “I will be gentle.”

  “I hope so. You’re pretty big. Go slow to give me time to adjust to you.”

  He reached between them. Ellie closed her eyes to concentrate on the wondrous sensation of the crown of his cock sliding, teasing the length of her slick folds. It brushed her swollen clit, drew a moan from her, and then pressed against the entrance of her vagina. She was wet and ready for him, soaked with desire. He growled deep. His chest against her back rumbled from the sound as he started to press inside.

  “Relax.”

  She swallowed. “I am.”

  His cock had appeared pretty thick and memory of their first time verified that. When he started to breach her pussy it resisted the broad tip, not wanting to admit something that size. Another growl tore from Fury’s throat. He pushed inside her more, made her body stretch to fit him, and Ellie fought a loud moan at the immediate satisfaction of him filling the ache there. She feared he’d mistake it for pain if she made a sound. Fury froze and withdrew a little. He pushed forward again, delved deeper into her pussy. He groaned.

  “Talk to me,” he suddenly urged in a frantic tone.

  Ellie’s eyes flew open and she twisted her head to see a pained expression on his face. “What do you want me to say? I can’t think when you’re doing that. Don’t stop. It feels good. I can take you.”

  He bit his lip. “Tell me not to hurt you. Tell me not to lose control and not to force my way into you so hard and deep that I make you scream. You’re so tight I’m afraid I’ll tear you up by being too rough. I want to fuck you hard and fast.”

  It stunned Ellie. “Is that what you want to do?”

  He growled.

  “Sit back.”

  His entire body tensed. “Why?”

  “Please?”

  He cursed viciously and withdrew totally from her body. Ellie straightened up when Fury collapsed to sit on his legs. He gripped his thighs hard enough that his knuckles turned white. His eyes were nearly black in color and filled with a look of frustrated passion.

  Ellie eased back and curled her fingers around his cock. He closed his eyes, groaned, and his big frame quivered. It amazed her that just her touch created such a strong reaction from his body. She shifted closer to him and positioned her hips over his cock with her bent legs between his, her back to him, nearly sitting on his lap. Their gazes locked when his eyes snapped open.

  “Can you hold really still?”

  “If it kills me,” he swore.

  “Don’t go that far.”

  Ellie lowered her hips until the head of his cock pressed against her entrance again. She wiggled until his cock slid into her pussy with less resistance but he still felt too big, the fit too snug. The feeling became nearly painful but pleasurable too. She rose up and lowered herself. She kept doing it, each time she’d press down, Fury’s cock filled her more. Soft noises rumbled from him as a fine sheen of sweat broke out over his skin from the way he fought to control that big body of his.

  He kept his hands locked on his thighs. Ellie moaned, moved against him a little faster, adjusted to him, until she completely sat on his lap, taking all of him. The sensation was amazingly good with him buried there, a part of her, and she loved that connected feeling she experienced. Every steely inch of him inside her pussy caressed sensitive nerves.

  “Ellie,” he rasped.

  Ellie experienced a moment of shock when Fury suddenly moved. He pushed both of them forward until he positioned her on her hands and knees under him. He took control by thrusting into her faster. She moaned every time his hips hit her ass. He was incredible, powerful, and raw ecstasy bloomed with each thrust. His lips brushed her shoulder with a kiss. He lifted a hand from the bed, wrapped it tightly around her waist to hold her in place, and seemed to let go of what little control he’d kept.

  Moans tore from Ellie. He hammered against her ass, rocking against her with powerful strokes and his cock seemed to grow larger. Her body tensed and she screamed Fury’s name. Heat tore through her as she climaxed and she swore she could feel him actually getting thicker inside her until the pressure became nearly unbearable. Fury’s body tensed, bowing hers under him, and a sound she’d never heard filled the room as Fury made a loud, animalistic noise that resembled a half shout, half howl. Fury stilled completely, except they were both breathing heavily. The pressure eased against her vaginal walls but she could feel his cock quiver deep within her pussy, little tremors that teased her.

  “Did I hurt you?” he panted. “I didn’t attempt to bite you this time.”

  “You definitely didn’t hurt me,” she chuckled. “That was amazing.”

  He chuckled too as he forced her body lower until he pinned flat onto her stomach. His cock remained inside her, his chest and hips pressed against her backside, and his legs rested on the outside of hers. He used his arms to brace his upper chest to keep his weight from crushing her.

  “Um, Fury?”

  He brushed a gentle kiss onto her cheek. “Yes?”

  She opened her eyes and turned her head enough to see him. “What just happened?”

  His eyebrows arched. “We had great sex.”

  Ellie nodded her agreement. “The best but I happened to be talking about the pressure at the end. It felt as though…” She had no words to describe it.

  “Oh…that.” His grin faded. “Your doctors found that interesting when we were examined. Our cocks swell right as we ejaculate. It’s nature’s way of locking a male inside a female at the end of sex with some species. We were assured by the doctors that it wouldn’t harm a woman. We can’t swell past what we’re contained inside. I pulled out of you last time before that happened but this time I wanted to come inside you.”

  She let that information sink in, trying to grasp the concept of it. “Contained in? You mean me?”

  “Yes. You are so tight it almost caused me pain. I could have swelled more but your body wouldn’t allow me to. It’s also why I didn’t pull out right after I came. I love being where I am but I think I’d hurt you if I tried to leave your body. Give it a minute or two more before I try to ease out of you.”

  She blinked up at him. “You’re wider now than you were in the beginning?”

  His expression grim, he gave a sharp nod. “You feel like a tight fist around me and it’s almost painful. That’s why I’m not moving. It’s at the base of my cock only.”

  Ellie wiggled her hips and instantly stoppe
d. She felt fused to him in the best way. She wiggled again under him and Fury groaned.

  “Stop it.”

  She studied him. “Move out a tiny bit.”

  “Am I hurting you?”

  “No. I’m curious.”

  He watched her intently when he used his arms to push back in an attempt to withdraw slowly.

  “Stop!”

  He froze.

  Ellie stared up at him. “Let’s not do that again. The pressure…”

  “Hurts when I try to pull out?”

  She hesitated. “It just feels weird but not painful.”

  He sighed. “Does this turn you off?”

  She hesitated but smiled. “I guess this means if we do this again I can turn you into a cuddler.”

  “A what?” A confused look transformed his handsome features.

  She laughed. “You know. Cuddle. Hold me. You’ll have to talk to me after sex.”

  His teeth flashed when he grinned. “You can definitely turn me into a cuddler. And we will do this again. Many, many times.”

  “Oh boy,” Ellie laughed. “Lucky me.”

  Fury’s amusement died. “I am the lucky one, Ellie. Thank you for trusting me. This means more to me than the sexual pleasure we just shared.”

  She stared into his beautiful eyes and fought the urge to cry. He really meant what he said. She decided to change the subject before she turned into a blubbering mess. No guy wanted a woman to get all emotional after hot sex. It would make him regret what they’d done and she wasn’t willing to risk that.

  “How come you didn’t tell me that would happen—about the swelling?”

  “I didn’t know how you would react.”

  Another unmentioned part of them having sex together suddenly came into her thoughts. “We didn’t use a condom. I don’t have any diseases but I’m not on anything. The Pill or any contraceptives,” she clarified. “I need to see a doctor if we are going to start having sex. We took a big risk.”

  “I don’t use condoms and I’m certain I can’t get you pregnant.”