Ellie wondered how much he knew. Chance never got the opportunity to tell her.
“I know it all, Ellie. And I have known almost since it happened.”
Ellie stared at him and laid a hand on her chest in shock. “But how? And you still wanted me?”
He nodded. “We have had sex many times since then, very hot sex. All over the house sex, in fact. In the bathroom, on the overstuffed couch, the kitchen, on the stairs, with you cuffed, in the shower…so what do you think?”
Ellie trembled. “I never knew he was stalking me. I swear I wasn’t willing!”
Morgan sucked in a breath and grabbed her nude body up, holding her to him. “Oh sweetness, I know that. It never changed the way I feel about you. I just blamed myself for leaving you alone.”
“I-it wasn’t your fault.”
He sighed. “No, but I should’ve been around to protect you from it.”
Ellie sniffled “I was afraid to tell you, because you would have killed him and been in prison. Over me!”
Morgan bit at his lip. This was true, he would have and not hesitated a second. He’d wanted the man dead as soon as he viewed just mere seconds of that tape. “It’s over now, but I realized something when you were in that hotel room after the Cooper crashed.”
Ellie eased her head back to look at him.
“You never got closure or therapy or to even talk it out. And that was my fault too. I-I knew I might lose it, if I let you tell me about it.”
“L-lose it?” She looked confused.
“Ellie, babe. He hurt you, he raped you he—I couldn’t even allow myself to think about it. I did want to kill him over and over.”
Ellie stared at him as she looked surprised. “But you did help me.”
He blinked his eyes in confusion.
“You made love to me, coddled me, pampered me, made me the center of your world. That made most of it go away.”
He stared at her lovely face. “You should have had help from a doctor. A psychologist or something to help you through it. When you were screaming in that hotel room about what he did to you? I thought I would die and I realized how selfish I’d been.”
“No.” She grabbed his jaw with her hand. “You helped me. You made me feel whole again.” Tears fell from her eyes again. “I just thought if I told you…”
“What?”
“That he would be right. You wouldn’t want me anymore. Used goods—”
He covered her mouth with his and kissed her breathless. His hands roamed over her bare skin. He lowered his fingers to between her thighs and forced her to part them. He grabbed her ass with one hand and with the other, he proceeded to pump her with his fingers as he thumbed her clit with his thumb. His kiss ravaged her mouth as he plunged his tongue in and out matching the rhythm of his fingers. Morgan gave no quarter and seemed merciless in his quest to show her how he felt.
Panting and moaning, Ellie thought she would die of ecstasy. His sexual onslaught on her body was overpowering and intense.
He broke the kiss and laid her back without removing his fingers from her dripping pussy. He then latched onto a nipple and bit at it.
Ellie moaned loudly and felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her hips bucked to get more of his fingers. “Oh-ohhh please?”
“Please what?” He raised a brow at her as he kept pumping her, his steely eyes boring into hers.
“Please fuck me, fill me, come in me?” Her soft voice trembled.
Morgan himself seemed breathless as he ordered, “Unzip me.”
Her hands fumbled with his zipper as she desperately unzipped him.
“Now stroke my cock,” he urged.
She took his hard dick in her hand pumped him briskly. “I love your cock, Morgan. You are so beautiful.”
He was breathing heavily. “Take it and put it into my pussy.”
Ellie was panting so hard and she was a little dizzy but she wouldn’t stop until he came in her. She stroked him and spread her thighs.
Morgan’s body slipped down between her legs as he resumed sucking and nibbling on her nipple.
Ellie lined him up, but then she rubbed his silky tip over her clit. “Ahhh, just that feeling could make me come.” She shuddered.
“Use it babe, fuck your clit with my tip.”
His dirty talk always turned her on and made her hot. Ellie didn’t hesitate as she slipped his silky head up and back over her sensitive button, doing like he said, fucking it, stroking it with his satin like tip. Such a decadent feeling. “Oh, god,” she panted out as she trembled with pure delight.
“Now you have soaked your sweet little clit with my precum,” he whispered to her lips. “My cock is marking you.” He slipped his finger back down and rubbed her clit next to the tip of him. Now our juices are mixed, just the way I like it.”
His dirty talking was almost too much as she panted heavily, but she was doing exactly as he said. Stroking herself rapidly with his cock like she was insane with need, she felt herself coming. “Mmmm,” she moaned into his mouth.
Morgan raised his head and took over as he pulled his hips back making her release him, then he entered her in one long thrust as she came.
“Ahhh.”
He captured her mouth and swallowed up her screams. Then he fucked her deep and hard. He pounded into her relentlessly as if there would be no tomorrow.
Ellie was lost to the erotic feeling of him fucking her so deep as her pussy gripped him tight while she climaxed long and hard. Her body jolted every time he hit her G spot. Her heart pounded as her entire body flushed with heat.
Releasing her lips, he spoke to her mouth, “You are mine and I am yours. I want to come in you so many times, and I will for many years to come, as I know I’ll never get enough of you, ever. Only you, Ellie.” He thrust hard up inside her and held himself there. “Tell me.” His eyes blazed down at her.
“I-I…” she muttered as she kept coming and her body shook so hard. “I—am yours, always… I love you Morgan Hunt.” She gasped and opened her mouth to scream as she peaked.
His mouth swooped down and covered hers as he thrust high and came inside her. His tongue danced with hers as his body grew rigid. Grunting into her mouth, she now swallowed his growls.
They came together.
Ellie saw stars. He’d fucked her many times, but she knew this had been the most powerful and deep bonding that they’d ever shared. He was sealing her as his and letting her know, he did not intend to ever let go of her. She’d also admitted aloud that she loved him and desperately. Her fear of telling him gone from her now. She sighed and closed her eyes as she slipped into a deep sleep. This time she had no fear as she went under. Ellie knew he would be here with her when she awoke.
Morgan rolled gently off of her. He suddenly realized that she’d finally told him she loved him. She had actually said it out loud! He’d waited for months to hear those words from her sweet mouth. Yes deep down, he knew she loved him but she’d never said it. She would look like she wanted to say it, but never actually did. He felt such satisfaction and whole for perhaps the first time in his whole despicable life.
Content and happy, he stared at her sweet face. The bruises would be apparent for at least another week. He didn’t care, as he had her with him and it would stay that way.
He noted Ellie’s eyes were closed and her body was absolutely still. Too still. Suddenly, he feared he’d gone too far. Fuck, she hadn’t even had time to recover and what did I do? I stormed her gates and fucked her until she passed out cold. The woman was hooked up to machines only just yesterday. His heart was pounding hard in fear as he gazed at her pale face. Then he peered closer. Her expression looked so serene and happy, a slight smile curved on her swollen lips.
Concerned, Morgan lowered his ear to her mouth, she was breathing evenly. She was asleep! He let out a relieved breath.
A knock sounded on the door and his head shot up. Oh, wow. He’d just fucked a patient in a hospital bed until she passed out! He fumbled with his pants and zipped up. He halted to smooth his hair back.
He strode to the door, then turned to look back at Ellie. His eyes rounded. She was nude with her legs spread wide. He rushed back over and looked around for the gown. Finding it on the floor where he’d tossed it, he realized he’d ripped it in half. God dammit, I’m a fucking beast! He gazed around the room and saw another gown over the chair. He rushed over, grabbed it, and placed it on her. Then he moved the blanket up over her.
The knocking got louder and more persistent.
Morgan rushed to the door and unlocked it.
A nurse stood there looking flustered. “Who are you?”
He bit at his lip. “I’m Morgan Hunt, her fiancé.”
Her brows knitted together. “No, I met him already.”
Morgan gave her a look of puzzlement using his finely honed acting skills. “OH! No, that was my brother. I couldn’t get here sooner as I was out of town.”
She studied him for a minute. “Well, I’m here to give her the sponge bath.”
“Oh? Well, she’s sleeping. I’ll do it.”
She opened her mouth to argue.
“Look, I’m paying for her care and this whole wing. I will take care of her.” He gave her his hard no deal look.
“Umm, well we also have to administer her eyes drops?”
He took everything from her hands. “Thank you and I will buzz the nurse’s station when she’s ready to eat. Thank you.” He shut the door in her flabbergasted face.
Morgan turned back to Ellie. No one would be taking care of her except him. From now on, this would be the rule and no one, not even Ellie would change it.