Fury tensed under her and growled. Ellie used her teeth to play with his nipple and sucked. Fury’s hands gripped her h*ps firmly but he didn’t move. She couldn’t miss the way his c**k hardened even more against her stomach.

“Ellie,” he growled. “It’s been too long since I’ve been inside you. I can’t wait anymore. I’m trying to submit for you but I’m not one of your human males. I don’t have that patience you keep expecting from me.”

She laughed, releasing his nipple, and sat up. Her smile faded. “Relax.”

He arched an eyebrow and then lowered his gaze to the protruding flesh in front of Ellie’s stomach. His eyes met hers. “Do I look relaxed to you?”

Ellie lifted her h*ps and gripped Fury’s cock. She curled her hand around his stiff shaft and brushed her fingertips down the underside of it, tracing it lightly with her fingernails. He gave a throaty growl and his hands released her hips. He reached up and grabbed the headboard. Wood creaked in protest as his hands clamped down strongly. Her focus shifted to them, noticed his knuckles were white and his muscles grew rigid throughout his body. She stared at him, thinking how beautiful he looked to her.

Ellie lifted up until her pu**y was positioned over Fury’s c**k and sank down slowly, adjusting to him until their bodies were perfectly aligned. She experienced intense pleasure. She ached to have him buried deep inside her and feel what their bodies did together.

She was wet and more than ready to ride him to show him how good being straddled could feel. She moaned as she took him deeper inside her. Every inch of his c**k slid snuggly into her pu**y as she lowered herself on him until he was fully seated right where he belonged.

Fury threw his head back and growled deeper as wood snapped. His gaze flew up to verify that he’d broken off one of the bars on the headboard. He tossed the wood aside and gripped another one. Their gazes locked. This seemed important to Ellie and he had to admit she looked sexy wrapped over his hips. The feel of her tight, warm sex snug around his c**k left him fighting the urge to thrust up into her.

“You’re going to kill me.”

She started to move on him. “If this is dying, I’m almost ready,” Ellie moaned before she slammed down on him, lifted, twisted her hips, and drove down hard again.

Fury released the headboard and reached for her. One of his hands cupped her breast while his other hand slid between their moving bodies. Ellie threw back her head, moaning louder as Fury rubbed his thumb against her clit. Frantic, she moved on him even faster, riding him roughly. Fury growled, his h*ps thrusting up into her, using his heels on the bed for leverage to slam into her deeper.

He viciously cursed as his c**k started to swell, his balls drew up tight, and knew he couldn’t hold back anymore. The pleasure experienced every time she drove her body down into him, combined with her muscles clenching around his c**k with her pending cl**ax from his thumb massaging her cl*t was pure paradise. He snarled, trying to fight coming, and managed to hold off until she screamed his name as he sent her over the edge.

Fury shook under her, nearly unseating her as he gave a final thrust up. He groaned loudly as he came. He bucked his h*ps and groaned deeply from being sent to heaven. Ellie collapsed against his chest, both of them panting.

His arms wrapped around her and pure joy made him grin. Ellie was heaven to him. She’d come into his life when he’d been in hell, an angel of sunshine and hope, even if he hadn’t realized at the time why his attraction to her had been so intense. Somewhere deep inside he must have known she was the other half of his soul.

He’d nearly lost her when he’d been drugged and it terrified him how close he’d come to hurting the one thing he loved most. Even insane, he’d known that she was special, that she mattered, and he never would have survived if she’d died. His precious Ellie made life worth living to him. Being with him put her in danger but a life without her wasn’t a life at all. He couldn’t live without his Ellie.

“So,” she panted against his chest. “How was that?”

All the dark thoughts disappeared. Fury chuckled. “I’ll submit to you doing this any time.”

Ellie caressed him. “I thought you might love that.”

“I just love everything about you.” He suddenly rolled them to pin her flat under him.

Ellie stared up at him as her legs wrapped around the back of his legs and her arms wound around his neck. “Couldn’t take it anymore, huh?”

“I want to make sure you don’t try to get up.”

“We’re locked together. I wouldn’t dare try to leave you until that swelling goes down. I told you, I want to make a cuddler out of you.”

“You can do that but that’s not why I don’t want you to get up just yet.”

“You just want to hold me? That’s so sweet.” She kissed his chin. “I love it when you do.”

He chuckled. “That’s not why either but I enjoy us being connected and holding you is my second favorite thing. I have time to make up.” He moved inside her, thrusting gently. “This is my absolute favorite thing to do to you.”

Ellie moaned at the instant pleasure, wanted him, but it surprised her. “Again? So soon?”

He nodded, lowering his head until his lips brushed her throat. “Again.”

“I so love you,” she whispered.

Chapter Twenty-One

“Calm down,” Ellie laughed.

Fury paced and a soft growl rumbled from his parted lips.