Dark Hunger

Caleb chuckled. "Go and tell this to Auril. He was turning full beastly, when I mentioned that I won't allow him to go to Bainsburgh!" 

Elize thinned her lips. She wasn't going to allow this nonsense. The child was too young and she had known him ever since he was barely a teenager. Whenever she visited Dawn's home, she used to carry chocolates for him. 

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Caleb asked, pulling her out of her thoughts. 

"Auril is a mature man. He has to understand that it isn't right."

"I agree, Lizzy, but there's no harm in him seeing Cole just to reassure his feelings. He said that he wouldn't meet him or even talk to him if he came here. Also, if Cole doesn't come here, I guess I will give him one day liberty to see Cole. Of course, it will all be staged under the garb of having business with Daryn." 

She rolled her eyes. "Maybe I should talk to Auril about it."

He growled. "Maybe you should only concentrate on this sorcerer." He pulled her up his chest. She giggled and then placed her hand beneath her chin to see him. He curled her legs up in the air and swung them lazily. His shaft was already so ready that it touched her wet sex. Instinctively he thrust his hips up to get inside her. 

"Caldy!" she chided him. "We have something important to discuss." 

"And what is that," he asked, thrusting his shaft again despite her scolding him. He wrapped his arm around her waist so that she was pinned against him lest she decided to leave. 

"You have to help me learn more about weapons and I feel that my magic is hissing inside me. It whispers, it talks to me. It's like an entity that is slowly developing inside me…" 

Caleb stilled in his place as shock flickered wildly through him. "What do you mean "it talks to you?" 

She exhaled softly and then placed her cheek on his chest. "Do I sound crazy?" 

"Hell no!" he countered. "But you have to tell me what is going on?" 

"I don't know how to explain, but it happens very often nowadays. And it occurs after I have drank from you. It's like I get overcharged with so much power that I feel like I would explode if I don't release the magic."

Caleb jerked his head back. Over the last few days, she wasn't feeding as much as she had earlier. Was she afraid of her condition? He felt horrible for not understanding her sooner. There were warning signals because her magical tendrils weren't flowing out much. Now that she had mentioned it, he had to see it on his own, so that he would understand her magic and then help her hone it. So why wait? Controlling his emotions, he asked, "Are you hungry, love?" 

Elize whipped her head up with wide eyes. "I am… I am not hungry…" 

"But you aren't well fed." His eyes gazed at her as misery filled his heart. His wolf wanted to howl for not being able to provide food to his mate. 

She just lowered her eyes. She shook her head lightly. "No, it's not like that. I feel good." 

Gloom hit him with full force. His mate was hungry. If she was a werewolf, he would have immediately loped to the forests and hunted a bunny for her. He would have placed the kill in her feet and made sure that she ate it fully. Caleb got up from his place and then made her sit in his lap. "You need to be fed, love." 

"What? No!" she protested. But blood was something that she shouldn't protest. And that too his blood? Gods. As soon as his words came out, she felt that natural desperation and hunger for it. Her body shuddered in anticipation. Her throat became dry. She whimpered and was immediately embarrassed. 

He placed her back against his chest and then lifted his arm to her shoulder. "Why don't you just tell me the truth, love?" he said. 

"There is nothing more I want, Caldy—" a wonderfully decadent smell hit her nostrils. She swallowed down her saliva. His blood. He had lowered his bleeding wrist to her mouth. Elize looked at it hungrily but she was afraid that if she lapped up from him, her magic would again go wild. She shook her head even as she stared at him. "Don't do this to me Caleb." But Caleb was relentless. He brought the wrist next to her lips and she lost all her control. She grabbed his wrist and closed her lips over the nick from where he was bleeding. She drew in his blood deeply. 

"By Skadi!" he gasped. 

His blood was so… citrusy. As it ran down her throat, warm and syrupy, she closed her eyes. She had been actually wanting to have a lot of it but was too shy to demand. She moaned over his wrist. 

As she drank from him, he whispered, "I am sorry for not understanding you earlier, Lizzy." He stroked her hair gently making it easy on her, telling her in silent words that she could draw as much as she wanted. "But I am here now, love." She was drawing at rapid speed. "You never have to go hungry. And if you will, my wolf is going to be very upset." 

Elize continued to drink. She was listening to him and wanted to stop but she couldn't. His blood felt like… sex. The blood inside her released the magic and instinct took over. There was so much magic inside her that it wanted to come out. It wanted her to do things, but she had to curb it.

She rubbed her back on his shaft, feeling utterly needy. Liquid heat pooled inside her lower stomach. Her breasts grew heavy and she wanted him to wrap his lips and suck them. She needed him so badly that she didn't know what else to do. Her need for him was more than the need to suck his blood. She willed herself to stop drawing and then she turned towards him. She licked her lips as blood trickled down from the side of her mouth and then pushed him back to the ground. "Lizzy?" He frowned as to what she was doing, but she rolled her hips on his thighs and then shifted up to where his shaft was. 

"Fuck," he gasped feeling the hotness of her sex. 

She moved herself over him. Holding his length, she slid it inside her in one fluid motion and didn't stop until it hit her deep inside. His hips bucked up to thrust inside and she pushed down. And as she pushed down with force, red tendrils of magic pulsed out of her and enveloped her completely. They extended to Caleb who watched her with wide surprise. They were hot, like fire in forge. The next moment he released his ice blue magic. It seeped out of his body and mingled with the fiery red tendrils. His magic enveloped her completely, making her magic hiss with relief or anger, he had yet to determine.

Elize looked like she was in a daze.. "Caleb—" she hissed. "I—"