Chapter Eleven
Fury studied the table. “Is that for me?”
Ellie smiled. “Yes. I swear I’m a good cook. It’s safe to eat.”
His dark gaze fixed on her. “That was nice. What is the reason?”
“There isn’t one. I just wanted to do something nice for you. I love to cook. They delivered groceries yesterday. I cooked last night but you didn’t show up until late. Tonight you arrived on time.”
He studied her closely. “You wish to do something nice for me?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I wanted to do something special for you. You have taken me into your home and you”
Fury moved so suddenly Ellie didn’t have time to react before he grabbed her. Strong arms lifted her into his arms and carried her toward the hallway before she realized where they headed.
“Fury?” Alarm jolted through her and she clutched at him.
He walked into his bedroom and dropped her onto his bed gently. Ellie gawked at him while he grabbed the front of his shirt, tearing it wide open. Buttons flew. She lowered her shocked gaze to his bare chest. Tan, muscled skin beaconed in the dim light from the fading sunshine through the thinly curtained windows.
“What are you doing?” Her voice trembled.
He reached for his belt as he toed off his boots. “I won’t hurt you this time. I have it worked out.”
Fury yanked open the front of his pants and threw the belt he tore from the loops behind him. The sound of it hitting the carpet tore her focus away from his tight abs and sexy black boxer briefs peeking from the vee of the pants that hugged lean hips. Her gaze lifted to his, watched him bend closer to shove his pants down, and her heart hammered. Fury tugged and stepped out of the pants to straighten in front of her again in nothing but his briefs. Her gaze lowered to take in that sight but he lunged suddenly.
Ellie gasped again when he bent over her, his hands gripped both sides of her shirt, and material tore. Air met skin. Surprise held her still as she stared into his eyes. He growled softly at her, his dark gaze taking in the view he’d bared—her stomach and bra.
“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 h*ps 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 ni**les 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.”
Fury studied the table. “Is that for me?”
Ellie smiled. “Yes. I swear I’m a good cook. It’s safe to eat.”
His dark gaze fixed on her. “That was nice. What is the reason?”
“There isn’t one. I just wanted to do something nice for you. I love to cook. They delivered groceries yesterday. I cooked last night but you didn’t show up until late. Tonight you arrived on time.”
He studied her closely. “You wish to do something nice for me?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I wanted to do something special for you. You have taken me into your home and you”
Fury moved so suddenly Ellie didn’t have time to react before he grabbed her. Strong arms lifted her into his arms and carried her toward the hallway before she realized where they headed.
“Fury?” Alarm jolted through her and she clutched at him.
He walked into his bedroom and dropped her onto his bed gently. Ellie gawked at him while he grabbed the front of his shirt, tearing it wide open. Buttons flew. She lowered her shocked gaze to his bare chest. Tan, muscled skin beaconed in the dim light from the fading sunshine through the thinly curtained windows.
“What are you doing?” Her voice trembled.
He reached for his belt as he toed off his boots. “I won’t hurt you this time. I have it worked out.”
Fury yanked open the front of his pants and threw the belt he tore from the loops behind him. The sound of it hitting the carpet tore her focus away from his tight abs and sexy black boxer briefs peeking from the vee of the pants that hugged lean hips. Her gaze lifted to his, watched him bend closer to shove his pants down, and her heart hammered. Fury tugged and stepped out of the pants to straighten in front of her again in nothing but his briefs. Her gaze lowered to take in that sight but he lunged suddenly.
Ellie gasped again when he bent over her, his hands gripped both sides of her shirt, and material tore. Air met skin. Surprise held her still as she stared into his eyes. He growled softly at her, his dark gaze taking in the view he’d bared—her stomach and bra.
“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 h*ps 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 ni**les 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.”
