New Species 01 Fury (11 page)

Frustration tightened his features. He braced his arm on the bed, suspended his upper body weight on one arm and reached between their stomachs until he gripped the shaft of his cock to hold it steady and lined them up perfectly. He paused there, hovering.

“You’re much smaller than our women. I’ll try not to harm you.”
Harm me?
She was aware of the size difference between them, had never considered herself tiny, but at that moment she realized she was, compared to him. She opened her mouth to ask him what he meant but he lowered his weight to allow gravity to work in his favor before she could say a word. Ellie’s eyes widened with shock as the blunt, 53

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thick crown of his cock pressed hard against her, breeched her channel, and forced her body to stretch to take him. Panic became the next emotion to leap out when he pushed deeper inside her pussy.

“You’re too big,” she gasped.

He froze as their gazes met. His eyes narrowed almost to slits and his breathing turned harsh. “You can take me,” he snarled. “I want you too bad. I’ll be gentle.” He lowered more over her body, sinking into her deeper. Her muscles stretched to accommodate his thick shaft as he continued to penetrate her, giving her body no choice but to take him. He didn’t stop until he was fully seated inside her snug channel. He paused to allow her to adjust to his size. Ellie breathed hard but had to admit the sensation of being so full felt incredibly good. He moved, withdrew a few inches, slowly, and then pushed back in.

A moan tore from her lips. He was big and broad enough to rub against every sensitive nerve ending that flared to life. She had nothing to fear from Fury. Her body enjoyed the tight fit of them together. He tensed and a soft groan passed his parted lips, while their gazes remained on each other.

“I knew it would be this incredible,” he stated in a raspy voice. “Too good.” Anger tightened his features then for a few heartbeats. “Damn you for affecting me this strongly, Ellie.”

A snarl tore from his parted lips and then he moved again, withdrew slightly before he again slid deep inside her pussy. She cried out again in pleasure, his amazingly rigid cock creating pure ecstasy that gripped her. She’d never experienced that level of sexual magnificence. He moved again, repeated the slow thrusting but driving into her harder.

Ellie cried out in delight of that movement and the way his shaft slid against her swollen clit, his hips angled in a way that kept him from crushing her under his bigger body. Her body became so sexually excited, her pussy so wet, and the pleasure so intense she realized she wouldn’t last long. It stunned her to react to a man so powerfully. She’d never even considered it possible to come from just a man fucking her without a lot of other stimulation but then, Fury wasn’t just any man.

Fury moved faster, the intense pleasure increasing until Ellie knew she couldn’t take it anymore. Her vaginal walls clamped tightly around his driving shaft, she swore that his cock became even harder inside her, and screamed out, her body seizing as the climax gripped her in hot flashes of delight. Her muscles twitched and milked him as he continued to move inside her.

He jerked out of her and turned his hips to the side as he eased down her body a good foot. He roared out his own release loudly and his face dropped to her chest.

Sharp teeth softly raked her breast while Fury trembled as warm jets of his semen damped her thigh as he came. He had purposely withdrawn from her at the end.

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peer at the top of his dark head, his face still pressed against her breasts, and his hot, heavy breathing fanning her skin. She wished she could wrap her arms around his shoulders and hold him tightly.

Fury had pulled out of her before he could risk harming or horrifying her with the changes made to his body inside the testing facility. He doubted she had knowledge of the sexual differences between his kind and hers. It amazed him that he’d kept enough control to remember he couldn’t come inside her since the second he’d entered Ellie’s body he’d known pure heaven for the first time in his life. Jerking out of her body had been difficult, almost impossible. He’d wanted to fill her with his essence and mark her with his scent.

Touching her, making love to her and tasting her had been far better than he could have imagined. Hell, he could get addicted to her.
I may already be
, a small part of his mind warned.

She was human, not truly his, and he needed to remember that. As much as he wished he could keep her tied to his bed, make love to her until he had her too tired to attempt to leave, he knew he couldn’t do it. At some point someone would look for her when they realized she’d gone missing.

She’d resent being held captive no matter how much pleasure he gave her. He knew all about being locked up and restrained. He may have done it to her to get her into his bed once but to force her to stay there long-term would be unforgivable. She’d grow to hate him. He couldn’t bear the thought.

Frustration bloomed inside his chest even as he jerked from another contraction of pleasure. He had marked her with his seed on her thigh and damn it, he thought of her as his already. She’d belonged to him from the moment she’d walked into his cell, touched him, then killed Jacob to protect him. He just couldn’t keep her. It infuriated him into a blinding rage now that he believed she hadn’t intended to be cruel by blaming the death on him.

He fought it and kept his face against her skin to hide his expression. The rage started to ease and then he smelled her blood. His eyes shot open and he licked his lips, tasting it there. In horror he realized what he’d done.

“Fuck,” he growled viciously.

That is exactly what he
thinks we just did
, Ellie thought.
But it meant more to me than just
sex.
His head lifted from her chest, making it easier to catch her breath. His still rigid cock bumped against her pussy and made Ellie aware she’d become very sensitive in that area. It had been a long time since she’d had sex.

Fury pushed up with his hands to lift off her hips and crouched over her, keeping her body pinned between his arms and legs while he hovered there. “Damn it,” he sighed. “I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you, Ellie.” 55

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Hurt me?
That confused her. What they had shared had been pretty incredible.

Mind blowing, extreme climax, the hardest she’d ever come in her life. She followed the path of his gaze to find his attention fixed on her right breast. She had to lift her head to see better and was startled when she saw a tiny amount of blood smeared over the side of her right breast and running into the valley between them. Her gaze flew to his and saw the regret on his handsome face. She wondered what had caused the bleeding and who it had come from.

He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He clamped his lips together, a furious expression etched on his features, and then he nearly leapt from the bed to storm into the bathroom. She was momentarily blinded from the bright light when he flipped a switch but watched him disappear inside the other room.

She carefully closed her legs.
Yeah, I’m going to tender for a while
, she silently admitted, her sex feeling a little swollen and sensitive to any movement. He’d been larger than average and she’d gone without sex since her divorce, having sworn off men after that nightmare.

She experienced slight shame over the fact that she’d so easily been turned on by Fury but she’d wanted him since she’d first laid eyes on him inside that cold testing facility. She’d never imagined the possibility of being with him, tied to a bed, in a different place.
Not the kind of ending after hot sex I hoped for if we ever got together. What a
disaster.
The sound of running water came from the other room, pulling her from her thoughts.

Fury reappeared in seconds and she felt proud that she remained so calm under the strange and stressful circumstances. He refused to glance at her face, instead concentrating on her chest. He held a wet hand towel when he perched on the edge of the bed.

“Allow me tend to you. I really didn’t mean to inflict pain.”

“I’m not hurt.” She spoke softly but knew he heard her. “Just release me.”

“I’m going to clean you up.” He sighed. “You’re bleeding. I nicked you with my teeth but I didn’t bite into you. It’s just a scratch but deep enough to bleed.”
Great. My blood. At least it didn’t hurt.
“Just let me go and I’ll tend to it.”

“No.” He carefully wiped at the skin just under her right breast, tenderly dabbing there. He hesitated and then cleaned her thigh where he’d left his sexual mark, washed away his semen.

Hot sex had turned into a calamity. Her passion cooled to leave a bitter aftertaste.

Fury didn’t hold her after sex, no tender words came from him unless an apology for making her bleed counted. And he washed away the evidence of passion he’d left on her, as cold as the wet cloth he used to do it with. She suddenly wanted to leave in the worst way and forget what had happened between them.

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wanted to get away from him before she fell apart. It would happen soon. She hoped he had found the kind of justice he had been looking for.

“We’re even now, right?” She fought back the wave of tears that threatened.
Don’t
cry, damn it.
She kept repeating that a few times. Her emotions were too close to the surface and she felt vulnerable. She also didn’t want him to feel worse for the nick he’d given her. He could mistake her tears for physical pain. A remorseful expression marred his grim features. They had enough misunderstandings between them to last a lifetime. She didn’t want to add to them.

His dark gaze lifted to hers. He studied her for a long moment and an emotion she couldn’t read flickered in his dark eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but he never got the words out. Loud pounding suddenly fractured the silence.

“Damn it,” Fury snarled.

He stood from the bed and stormed toward the bathroom door. It shocked Ellie how quickly he could move. He threw the wet hand towel through the open bathroom door. He spun, returned to the bed, and reached down to grab the blanket he’d removed from her earlier. He spread it over her once again to cover her from breast to feet. In the next heartbeat he yanked on his sweats before he lunged out of the room.

The bedroom door slammed closed behind him.

Ellie lay there wondering if she should yell for help. If she drew attention by calling out they’d find her tied naked to his bed with the injury from his teeth. It would appear really bad. They probably would assume he’d sexually assaulted her. She didn’t want anyone to arrest him for a crime he hadn’t committed.

He’d already paid dearly for a crime he didn’t commit. She’d never suffered a moment for killing Jacob. She remained silent so that whoever had come to his home wouldn’t hear her. She’d rather take her chances of facing whatever else Fury wanted to dish out than get him into any kind of trouble.
We have to be even now
, she reasoned.

He’ll release me after his company leaves
.

The door to the room was suddenly flung wide open. The blood drained from Ellie’s face and dread filled her when Justice stomped into the bedroom. He wore a yellow T-shirt and blue jeans and his long hair was pulled back in a ponytail so his features weren’t hidden. She couldn’t miss the look of shock and horror that transformed them. Ellie flinch from the certainty that he made all kinds of wrong assumptions. After a stunned moment he moved forward, snarled and paused at the side of the bed. Fury filled the bedroom door, pale and silent. He wouldn’t meet her gaze but instead had his chin lowered, staring at the carpet.

Justice grabbed the blanket and tore it back. Ellie made a horrified sound, startled at having her body totally exposed to a stranger. Another snarl erupted from Justice’s throat. He threw the blanket back over Ellie to shield her nakedness before dropping to sit on the edge of the bed. His outraged glare fixed on Fury while he reached for her arm. He yanked the ties at her wrist, freeing it when he broke the material from the headboard.

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“How could you do this?” Justice growled in a very harsh voice.

He stood, rounded the bed and freed Ellie’s other arm. He placed his body between her and Fury, his back to her. Ellie sat up, rubbed her wrists, and carefully kept the blanket shielding her body. She couldn’t see Fury at all with the big male between them.

“How could you do this, Fury? How? She saved us. She put her life on the line to help us. You are alive regardless of what it was she did to you. You are breathing! We are trying to prove to humans that we are more than animals and you take her by force?

You raped her in your bed as if you are a rabid dog? Damn it! They are going to lock you up for this. I don’t think I can protect you and I don’t know if I want to at this point. How could you do this? You know what is at stake. Our people need guidance and protection! You’re my second in command. If I fall, you lead.” Justice’s voice lowered, calmed. “You are breaking my heart. You hurt this woman. I smell her blood, and because you injured her, it will cause untold problems for us. What the hell do you think you were doing? Have you lost your mind? This just reinforces the belief that we’re mindless animals, too dangerous to run free.” Shame burned through Fury while he stared into Justice’s shocked gaze. He knew he’d let his people down when he’d kidnapped Ellie. He had taken the responsibility of leadership yet he’d allowed his feelings for the woman to make him do things he knew were wrong. He’d chosen her over them, something he swore he’d never do when he’d taken the job as Justice’s second in command.