She reared back, a coppery taste flooding her mouth.
His pupils narrowed into slits. And her strumming body tensed—another low growl rumbled from deep within him.
Gods, not now!
Then his jaw hardened, his mouth compressed, and his fangs bit into his lip as he pounded into her, desire resurged, and she moved with him, chasing after her orgasm. His hand moved between them. He rolled her clit and tugged—
“Nate!”she cried out, her orgasm crashing through her, stealing her breath and sending her over into a place of incredible bliss…
Panting, Ely lowered her head to his shoulder, the fever easing as she came back to herself. So grateful for this respite, she hugged him and stroked his broad back…
Then she stilled. Something felt off.
And it hit her. He’d stopped moving. Like it was over.
Her afterglow faded. He’d given her so much pleasure.
But he hadn’t come.
CHAPTER20
His head lowered,Nate shut his eyes and held onto Ely’s hips, his entire being teetering on a precarious edge. He’d fought and killed many, his enemies, those in the fight, and on the job, but the enemy within was the one he couldn’t touch—
Finissssh thissss,the grating, sibilant hiss chafed his mind again.
No!
The one person he wanted more than his next breath, and the bastard wanted her also. Except, nother, but her death.
Wantsss her blood.
Not fucking happening! She’s not yours, you dumb fuck!
“Nate, what is it?” Ely pushed back, trying to look at his face.
Teeth clamped down, he lowered her to her feet, his painfully erect cock slipping free of her wet warmth. Her gaze dropped to his crotch—not like he could hide his engorged dick from her—then rushed back to his eyes. “You didn’t come? Why?”
Since she didn’t comment on his appearance, at least he’d managed to keep the beast side of him mostly leashed. Good.
Unable to even zip the fuck up and conceal the massive erection he sported, he grabbed his tee from the floor and yanked it on, but it barely covered his sex. “I couldn’t.”
The lingering flush of passion on her face drained away. Her copper eyes darkened. “Is it because of me?”
Raucous laughter erupted inside his head.Claim her, ssshe diesss by your handssss.
Nate ignored the baiting fuck and shook his head.
When he had claimed her verbally, this wasn’t what he expected at the physical act. Hell, while others had been easily forgotten, Ely was his weakness and had snuck her way into his empty heart—
A high-pitched screech splintered inside his head like spears unleashed as if determined to split his skull apart. Nate slammed down on his psychic shields, shutting out the malevolent rage tearing through his mind, but the pain bled through.
Unable to be close to Ely when he was like an unpinned grenade, Nate stormed past the small dining table, shoving his fingers through his hair, frustration and anger torquing him. If he hadn’t been fatally wounded, he would never have been forced to endure the fucking symbiont! And he could have made love to Ely—
“Dammit, Nate, talk to me.”
The fear in her voice nailed him straight in his chest. Fuck! Halting at the window, he finally forced his painful erection back into his jeans, zipped up, and faced her. She’d already put on his t-shirt.
“Tell me why you let me use you?” she asked. “Because right now, I feel about this big.” Her hand shot up, her index finger and thumb an inch apart. “I thought you wanted me, too?”
