Fury
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 Laurann Dohner

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Ellie shook her head at him. “Back off, big guy. I mean it. I have some nurse ass to kick out of this house and then we’ll get you back into bed.” She rubbed him. “I’ll take care of you then. You’re still not completely healed. You heard Trisha. If you took me standing up you might open up your stitches. Just a few more days and we can have sex any way we want but for now we still have to take it real easy, on a bed.”
Heat boiled through Fury’s system, and he fought hard to control it. He frowned, fighting the urge to howl. He breathed hard, watching Ellie move around the bathroom. It wasn’t directed at her but he got really angry all of a sudden.
He wanted her so much it actually hurt. His body burned with the need to grab her, pin her to the wall again, and take her. His hands fisted at his sides as he fought the urge. She’d said no and he’d never hurt Ellie, never force her, but he battled his desire to grab her.
What the hell is wrong with me? No answer came to him as he breathed in and out. The hot flash grew stronger and as he inhaled Ellie’s scent his dick hardened until it throbbed painfully.
It has to be a reaction to that woman coming on to me and touching me. He knew he’d become seriously addicted to Ellie’s scent, needing it around him, or he longed for it. He just didn’t realize how strong that compulsion had grown until another woman had touched him.
This has to be one of those animal traits rearing its ugly head. He needed to get a grip on it for Ellie’s sake but the longer he stood there the harder it was to even try to conceal his need to f**k Ellie. He wanted his c**k inside her.
The urge to taste her blood made him drool a little as the scent of it teased his nose. It shocked him, left him a little scared—horrified even. He backed up, his breathing increasing to pants and tried to get control of his mind.
The urges built until he couldn’t contain them any longer. Fury spun suddenly and punched the wall. The agony of pain shooting up his arm helped. The anger receded enough for him to think again.
Surprise froze Ellie for a second at Fury’s violent outburst but she understood how upset the hellish nurse could make someone. She could easily relate to his reaction. “Still mad about what she did? Did nailing the wall help?”
He turned, shaking out the hand he’d just slammed into the drywall. “No. I’m mad that I can’t touch you the way I want.”
“I know but we don’t want you to have to go back to the hospital, Fury. Now go back to bed and I’ll handle Nurse Kissy Force. We’ll have sex after, on the bed, real slow so you don’t strain anything.” She shoved a adhesive bandage over her palm. “I’m getting rid of her once and for all.”
Fury snorted and then yanked the bathroom door open. Ellie followed him into the bedroom, left him there, and went in search of the nurse. She didn’t take the time to put on panties since her nightshirt fell to her knees. It wouldn’t take her long to tell Belinda Thomas to pack her shit and get out. She’d never seen Fury so agitated.
Ellie found the nurse sitting on the couch looking irritated, holding the remote control to the television. Tiger reclined on a chair by the door, flipping through a magazine. His eyebrows rose as Ellie walked into the living room wearing her nightgown.
“Little early for bed, isn’t it?” Tiger glanced at his watch. “It’s only four.”
“You,” Ellie pointed at Belinda, “are no longer needed. You’re fired. You’re done. Call it whatever you want but go pack your things and get out.” She faced Tiger. “Get her off Homeland grounds pronto or I swear she’s going to the medical center on a stretcher. She’s not to come back here ever again.”
“You can’t tell me what to do.” Belinda glared at Ellie. “I’ve been hired by Justice North to take care of Fury. He’s the only one who can fire me.”
“Fine.” She stomped to the phone. She knew Justice’s number by heart now. She dialed quickly.
“Justice North here,” his calm voice announced.
“Belinda Thomas just threw herself at Fury. He’s killing mad and I’m worse. I just told her to pack her shit and leave but she informed me that you’re the only one who can fire her.”
He paused. “She what?”
“She threw herself at Fury. I took a shower and she mauled him on the bed. He came into the bathroom in a rage. I’m lucky he didn’t crush me trying to get her scent off him. He is beyond angry, Justice. I’ve never seen him so mad. We both want her gone and don’t need her anymore. I’ll take the next few days off work to care for him myself. Just please get her out of here.”
Justice’s voice deepened. “Are you all right? Did he hurt you?”
“I’m fine. He is just enraged that she hit on him and was really aggressive, trying to get her scent off him to get mine back.”
“Did he hurt you? Did he have rough sex with you? Do I need to send the doctor?”
“We didn’t have sex. He just rubbed against me and almost crushed me against a wall. Who cares about that? I want this woman gone, Justice. He wants her gone. Will you fire her or do I have to break her arms to make certain she can’t work here anymore? Trust me, I’ll do it.”
“I’m on my way. Hand the phone to Tiger now.”
Ellie marched the phone over to Tiger. He appeared alarmed when he accepted it. Ellie glared at Belinda. Flames should have been shooting from her nostrils from the level of burning rage she experienced.