Dark Hunger

Elize knelt in front of him and hope glimmered for Caleb. She looked at his massive erection and memories of how it was released a few days back when she was taking a bath, flashed across her mind. Feeling bolder, she trailed her fingers down his thighs, and his lean muscles strained beneath her touch. His agony increased with every inch that went higher. 

Her hands ascended in between his thighs and his teeth gnashed till his jaw pained when she made soft circles over there without touching his balls or his length. Finally, when her gaze settled on his shaft, a rumble sounded from his chest. His hips bucked for one small touch. He had been too deprived of this natural instinct between mates. She reached for his balls and cupped them. 

"Fuck!" he said as blue flickered in his eyes and his wolf clamored on the inside to come out. 

Elize had loved touching him earlier and she loved touching him now. She started stroking them softly and he widened his legs. 

Caleb controlled his beast to the extent that he fisted his palms hard. If her hands could elicit this reaction in him, he didn't know what would happen if she used her mouth and her tongue. As if she knew what he was thinking, her fingers alighted on his cock. She stroked it once up and down. "Uhn!" His body shuddered hard and he knew that one more stroke and he would come. 

She circled his crown and placed her finger over the slit. "So wet," she whispered. 

"Elize," he rasped trying to hold himself. 

His size was huge and she remembered how he had sex with her for the first time after she was turned. He was ever so patient just like he was right now. Because if he wasn't so patient, he could have torn her flesh easily. She grew dizzy after discovering her attraction to him. She wondered if she would get addicted to him all over again. 

Caleb knew that his mate, his wife, was nothing short of a siren. As she gazed at his shaft, her eyes shone with excitement and a blush rose on her cheeks that spread to her neck. He never knew that Elize would be so soon engaged with him in sexual activity. He didn't know what changed her, but all he knew was that he was waiting for her from a time that looked like eons. He didn't know how much more he could take her gazing at her so wantonly because he wanted to suck her breasts and her core and be able to sink his throbbing fangs in her neck. 

She held his cock and squeezed it a little.

"Yes!" he groaned and his balls tightened. 

She stroked again and he bucked his hips into her hands. "Oh, fuck, fuck!" Blue magic misted around him dangerously, trying to wrap his mate. 

She rubbed the crown and then stroked the shaft alternatively taking him to dizzying heights. His chest vibrated with a dangerous rumble. "You are playing, girl!" he said as his cock pulsated beneath her touch. Suddenly she wrapped her lips around it and sucked the entire length.

"Elize!" he roared. His blue magic covering his mate and his body. 

She began moving her lips up and down, up and down, and he came out a little too soon with a bellow, as his eyes rolled back in his head. He poured it all down her throat. When his release ebbed, he grabbed Elize and collapsed on the bed with her in his lap, with cock still throbbing and with her name on his lips. "Lizzy, Lizzy, oh, Liz!" His magic retreated back to him.

Caleb's arms were wrapped around him. He placed his chin on her head, as his chest heaved not believing, rather not being able to wrap his mind around the fact that she had made him frenzied for her. The girl was definitely a sex goddess and that was why men ogled at her. Soon he would claim her again, he promised himself. In a deep throaty voice he said, "I love our married life, Lizzy. Would you come back to Ixoviya with me?" 

She grinned. The idea of rediscovering their marriage, their relationship, thrilled her. She loved how he controlled the king of Ixoviya. After his release, his eyes were black, lids heavy and his body was relaxed. "Yes…" she agreed. Why wouldn't she? Then she teased him, "I didn't know that a Lorean would get tired. I thought they had limitless energy." 

He chuckled and kissed her temple, happy to hear her answer. "What can I do when my young wife has worn me out completely, physically and emotionally? Moreover, I am going to make you train after you've been well fed." He was sure that she was feeling hungry all over again. She had trained a lot. 

"I am," she replied in a sexy voice, her eyes going to his pulse point on the neck. He gasped. "But I need to take a bath, and you need to go down and have food." She wriggled out of his arms and he let her go reluctantly with a sigh. 

The couple took a lazy bath in which they explored each other lovingly once again. 

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Owen and Nessa were having morning tea. He was reading the newspaper while their cat was purring softly on his feet. Nessa had called Elize three times ever since their last call and the insolent chit hadn't picked up the phone. She gritted her teeth and tossed the phone on the sofa next to her. "Your sister is acting smart again!" she growled, flicking her black hair over her shoulder and adjusting her glasses. She had put on a lot of weight after marriage. Ever since she had come up with the plan of using Elize's secret for extracting hundred thousand pounds from the Silver House, she was only dreaming of how rich they would become soon, and they wouldn't even have to tolerate the little bitch. But the bitch wasn't picking her calls. 

"You scared her last time," said Owen, flipping the leaf of the newspaper. "She won't pick up your phone. Try again. She will have to pick it up eventually." 

Nessa sipped more tea and pursed her lips. Suddenly she whipped her head towards him and said, "I have an idea!" 

"What?" Owen asked, scanning the paper through his thick glasses. He was with his wife on the issue of his sister. He hated that Elize had turned into a vampire. If it would have been for him, he would have killed her already, but then he thought of his father who had made him promise that he wouldn't touch her or not reveal about her to anyone. Well, he didn't. And it wasn't his fault that his wife did it. Nessa was good at planning and he trusted her with it. At first, she had planned on throwing out Elize from the house, which automatically meant that she wouldn't have any claim on their property. And now that she was on a run, she had asked her to pay money to them to keep her mouth quiet.. But Nessa was extra clever—she went around telling that Elize was unstable because she thought she was a vampire.