I Woke Up in the Marvel Universe, But All the Heroes Are Women?-Chapter 92: Knocking Boots

Ellie's body glows in the moonlight filtering through the bedroom window, her skin slick with sweat as she rides me with ferocious intensity. Her blonde hair, darkened by perspiration, clings to her face in wild strands as she throws her head back and howls my name. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the room, a primal rhythm that drowns out the constant buzz of Manhattan beyond these walls.
"Fuck, Shane!" she gasps, her powerful thighs gripping my sides as she slams down onto me again. "You feel so fucking good inside me!"
I clutch her hips with desperate fingers, meeting each of her downward thrusts with an upward surge of my own. My entire body burns with need, with a hunger that seems impossible to satisfy no matter how hard we go.
"Don't stop," I beg, my voice barely recognizable through the haze of pleasure. "Please don't stop."
The symbiote dances across her skin in patches of midnight, never fully covering her but flowing between us like liquid shadow, enhancing every sensation where it touches. It pulses with excitement, feeding off our shared passion, amplifying it in ways that make me see stars behind my eyelids.
Ellie leans down, her face hovering inches above mine, her blue eyes wild with something beyond mere lust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she maintains her brutal pace, never slowing, never yielding. The symbiote stretches between us, forming tendrils that caress my face with alien tenderness even as our bodies crash together with animal ferocity.
"Mine," she growls, baring her teeth in a feral grin. "All fucking mine."
The possessiveness in her voice sends electric shivers down my spine. My hands slide up her sweat-slicked back, feeling the powerful muscles working beneath her skin as she rides me relentlessly. I pull her closer, craving more contact, more of her, more of everything.
"I love you," I gasp against her mouth, the words torn from somewhere deep inside me. "I love you both so much."
Something shifts in her expression, vulnerability breaking through the mask of dominant passion. The symbiote reacts, forming a crown of darkness around her face that emphasizes the sudden softness in her eyes.
"We love you too," she whispers, her voice doubled for just a moment as the symbiote speaks through her. "More than anything in this universe or any other."
Her words break something loose inside me. I surge upward, capturing her mouth with mine in a kiss that's more collision than caress. The symbiote parts for us, allowing our lips to meet while it winds around our tongues.
Ellie breaks the kiss with a savage growl, shoving me back down against the mattress. Her hands find my wrists, pinning them above my head as she changes her rhythm, grinding against me in slow, torturous circles that have me arching off the bed.
"Fuck, I'm close," I gasp, feeling pressure building at the base of my spine, a gathering storm of pleasure threatening to break.
"That's right, baby," she whispers, her voice a heated caress against my ear as she tightens around me. "Inside me. I want to feel all of you."
My entire body tenses as the first wave crashes through me, a tsunami of pleasure that starts at my core and radiates outward until I'm trembling beneath her. The golden energy that powers my abilities flares without warning, coating my skin in a luminous sheen that bathes the bedroom in amber light.
"Ellie!" I cry out, bucking upward as my release pulses into her. The symbiote reaches for the golden light, dark tendrils dancing through it like shadows through flame, connecting us even deeper than our bodies already are.
She throws her head back, her powerful body arching as she takes everything I give. Her thighs clamp around me with bruising force as she begins to shudder.
"Shane, fuck, I'm…" Her words dissolve into a primal scream as her climax hits. The symbiote erupts from her skin in jagged patterns, reaching toward the ceiling before flowing back, unable to maintain form through her ecstasy.
I reach up to cup her face, pulling her down to me as aftershocks rock through both of us. Our lips crash together, desperate and hungry.
Ellie collapses onto me, her weight a comforting pressure as she buries her face against my neck. Her breath comes in hot, ragged pants against my skin while her powerful body trembles with aftershocks.
"Mmm," she murmurs, her voice muffled against my collarbone. "Venom wants me to tell you something."
"Oh yeah?" I stroke her back, feeling the symbiote shift beneath my fingertips, almost like it's purring.
She lifts her head slightly, those blue eyes hazy with satisfaction. "It says it loves you too. Specifically you. Not just because I do."
A smile tugs at my lips. "I love you too, Venom," I say with a soft chuckle, directing my words to the living darkness flowing across Ellie's shoulders. The symbiote responds by forming a small tendril that caresses my cheek with surprising gentleness.
Ellie props herself up on her elbows, her body still joined with mine, her eyes suddenly sharp with renewed hunger. "How many more rounds you got left in you, baby?" she asks, a predatory smile spreading across her face.
I take mental inventory of my energy reserves, surprised to find myself already recovering, the golden power beneath my skin humming with vitality. "Three minimum," I answer, running my hands up her powerful thighs. "But if you want, I can go all night."
Her smile widens, something dangerous and thrilling gleaming in her eyes as the symbiote forms a collar of darkness around her throat. "Let's see where it goes, then," she whispers, leaning down to claim my mouth once more.