There was always one downside to getting this close to Ella in a fight. Well, not really a downside because Terrence enjoyed it, but she was fighting just as dirty as he expected - in a way that managed to surprise him. She'd been biting him for years - he had teeth marks on his skin that had been there for weeks - but being bitten in the side, upside down, was relatively new. It made his stride falter for a moment, biting his lip to muffle a low sound, enjoying the feeling of her teeth and nails far too much. Then he started moving again, heading for the bedroom with a grin on his face, turning his head to bite her hip where it rested against his shoulder, his fingers digging hard into her thighs.
They might have dropped the pillows, but this fight wasn't over. It wouldn't be over until they were both completely victorious, in the naughtiest sense of the word.