A Dark Hunger (2 page)

Riyzan chuckled
as he pulled Surquyn close. “This was our first home together, why
would I have gotten rid of it?”

Surquyn smiled
as she rested her hands on his chest. Leaning up, she kissed him.
“After everything I did…well I wasn’t sure you wanted to have the
memories of our time here.”

“I would never
get rid of this place. As I said, it was out first place together
and where Layla and Akila were born. There are no bad memories
here.”

“You sound like
Layla.” Surquyn exhaled hard and turned away from Riyzan’s gaze,
trying to control the emotions swirling inside. She’d done so much
bad in her life, destroyed so many lives and ruined those who were
closest to her. Although she was slowly making up for those things,
she would never forgive herself, even if others did.

Their
home—their first home—was exactly how she remembered it. Walls and
a high ceiling made from stone with elaborate markings carved in
them. Stone floors covered in beautiful rugs from Egypt. They stood
in the entrance—or cave of the mountain—through an arch there were
three rooms. A living room with a kitchen attached. A bathroom and
a bedroom complete with all the furniture they needed. Below them
were more rooms, including a ball room, training room, weapons room
and a dining room that was used only when close friends and family
came around.

Within the
walls there was plumbing and electricity. Like any other house.

Surquyn
remembered cooking meals over the fire that would blaze warmth
through the rest of the home. Remembered cuddling up to Riyzan in
front of it and giving birth to Akila in the very room they stood
in.

Layla was born
outside, in a crevice during a storm.

Their home was
like the castle she always dreamt of living in. Riyzan had made her
fairytale come true when he built their home in a large snowy
mountain that overlooked a large wood.

“I wish Layla
could have remembered this place.” Surquyn turned back to Riyzan.
“She would have loved it as much as I do.”

Riyzan kissed
her gently. “I assure you, she did remember. Layla has a tendency
to never forget, even the smallest of things.” He stroked her
cheek. “You must let go of the past if we are to move forward. I
often told Layla the same thing when she lived in the past that
haunted her.”

“She has been
through so much.”

“And she fought
through it all.” Riyzan cupped her face gently. “I will help you.
You are not alone.”

“How?” She knew
Riyzan had been consumed by his hunger when he was first changed by
Reiyah. She had been there to witness it and though he was never
able to control his urges, she had been there to keep him from
attacking innocents. Now the roles were reverse, did he think he
was able to help her?

“It is simple.
What is it you crave most?” His hands slipped down her back as he
spoke.

“Your touch.”
Surquyn arched a brow.

Riyzan
chuckled. “Except that.”

Inhaling
deeply, she reached up to stroke his neck with her finger. Hunger
shot through her at the thought of his blood. “Your blood.” She put
her lips to his neck and licked the vein that pulsed fast
underneath his skin.

Riyzan grabbed
her wrists and took a step back.

Surquyn growled
when he moved with the speed he was well known for. When he put his
lips against her neck and pulled her back against his body, Surquyn
shivered with longing.

“The hunger you
feel coursing through your body.” He ran his hands over her chest.
“The one that consumes you is the deadliest one of all.” Riyzan
stepped away from her, leaving her shaking with hunger and
desire.

She swallowed
her hunger but couldn’t shake off the desire for his touch. It
burned through her.

Unable to stop
herself, she spun around quickly, but Riyzan no longer stood behind
her. She turned slowly, searching the room, but couldn’t see or
sense him anywhere.

She licked her
lips slowly and, knowing his eyes watched her every move, she
slowly unbuttoned the coat, slipped it off her shoulders and let it
drop to the floor.

A low growl
sounded within their home.

Surquyn smiled.
She knew Riyzan couldn’t resist the sight of her standing nude any
more than he could resist biting her during sex.

To tease him
more, she backed away slowly until the small of her back came into
contact with the table that sat in the middle of the room. She
eased herself onto it and lay down, spreading her legs at the same
time. She ran her hands over her breasts before moving them
lower.

Riyzan appeared
out of nowhere, completely naked, and crushed her lips with his,
forcing a moan of pure desire from her lips. He pulled away enough
so she could catch her breath, and licked her lips, making her
heart jump widely.

Surquyn wrapped
her legs around him and ran her hands over his tanned skin, feeling
the raised marks that covered his back and arms. Scars she herself
had made during their time of passion.

“You, my queen,
are a witch,” Riyzan whispered seductively.

“I am hungry.”
Surquyn licked his neck to emphasize her words.

Riyzan growled.
“What will you learn if you keep testing my self control, knowing I
will do anything for you and give you everything if it means I can
watch you squirm in pleasure underneath me?”

“Maybe it is
not just me who needs to learn self control.” Surquyn kissed his
neck and ran her fangs over his pulse.

Riyzan wrapped
his fingers around her neck and tilted her head back. “It is not
wise to tease me when I have the thing you crave.”

“You cannot
control your urges any more than I can control mine.”

“Maybe not.”
Riyzan’s gaze was full of lust. “But there is patience that I excel
in. You will pay for taunting me before I give you what you
desire.” With that, Riyzan kissed her once and then ran his lips
down her neck, kissing and nibbling her sensitive flesh before he
moved lower.

Surquyn gripped
his arms tight, digging her nails into his skin as his fingers
began exploring their own path over her body.

As his fingers
delved deep inside her, finding the spot that made her entire body
shake with lust, she cried out his name.

Riyzan moved
his lips lower and rested his chin just above her clitoris. He
gazed up at her with lust-filled eyes. “You should have remembered
how patient I can be, and how much detail I pay attention to when
it comes to making you scream my name.”

She shuddered
with the memories. Yes, she definitely knew how patient he could be
and remembered how much she had cried out his name after battle
when battle lust had consumed them both.

In that
instant, she regretted teasing him with promises of pleasure. Once
he had finished playing with her, she would be hungrier for both
blood and his touch than before.

Riyzan knew
exactly what to do to teach her a very valuable lesson. One she
would feel for weeks.

Chapter
Three

All the
furniture had been pushed against the back wall, creating a space
large enough for Riyzan to help Surquyn overcome her hunger.

He decided long
ago that he would use his own blood instead of using a human. She
craved his blood beyond all others. If she learned to control her
hunger with his blood, she would easily control her hunger for
another’s blood.

There was also
the matter of training her how to fight and defend herself with her
new body. As a vampire, her strength, speed and senses were
completely different than what they’d been before.

Surquyn stood
in the middle of the living room, her hands clenched into fists at
her side and her pale body shining with sweat as she tried to keep
herself where she was while Riyzan dangled a dagger covered in his
blood in front of her.

They had stood
in the same spot for just ten minutes, yet Surquyn was struggling
with her hunger.

Riyzan knew
why. He had spent hours loving her body before giving her what she
wanted. Her skin was flushed and the scent of her arousal pulsed
from her body, proof of how much she struggled to keep herself
composed and strong.

He was teasing
her, he knew, but in the end she would become strong when the time
came.

Surquyn’s
tongue snaked out and she ran it almost seductively over her lips,
her eyes fixed on the bloodied dagger.

Riyzan could
see that it had all of her attention and it took all of her
concentration not to take the dagger from his hand and lick the
blood off the blade. “Surquyn, control it.”

She narrowed
her eyes as she met his, straightened her back and crossed her arms
tightly across her chest.

Riyzan smiled
and moved forward slowly, still dangling the dagger in front of
him. “Are you going to let your hunger control you? Or will you
control it?” He stopped in front of her and grabbed the dagger by
the hilt. He ran the blade over her parted lips, coating her bottom
lip in his blood.

Surquyn
shivered and clenched her hands tighter into fists, but didn’t lick
the blood off.

Moving the
blade slowly, he ran it down her chin and in between her breasts.
“What will you do?”

Her eyes shut
slowly, her breath quickening when he stepped close to her, pinning
the dagger in between them and inhaled the sweet scent of her
arousal.

Faster than
Riyzan expected, Surquyn grabbed the dagger from his hand and threw
it across the room hard. As it embedded into the thick rock, she
pushed him into the same wall, her gaze heated with arousal. “I
will take what is mine.”

Riyzan grabbed
her hands before she could sink her fangs into his neck and spun
around until her back hit the wall. He stared down at her before
lowering his eyes. He licked his lips as he watched her chest rise
and fall quickly.

When he met her
eyes again, he reached up to frame her face and moved closer,
pressed his body firmly against hers as he kissed her hungrily. She
moaned into his mouth, grabbing the front of his shirt tightly
while she moved her lips against his. He slipped his tongue into
her mouth, twisting it with hers and sucked it into his mouth,
drawing a breathless growl from her.

When Surquyn’s
grip drew blood from his forearms, Riyzan lifted her up and pressed
her against the wall. While she wrapped her legs around him,
pulling him closer, he ran his lips along the curve of her soft
neck and ripped her elegant dress open so he could get closer to
her heated skin.

All thoughts of
helping her control her hunger were forgotten.

Surquyn tore at
his clothes while Riyzan continued to run his lips over her body.
When she freed him, he put his hands behind her knees and slid into
her. Her body was soaked from their earlier lovemaking and hot as
though she’d just come out of a hot shower.

“Hmm.” Riyzan
watched her nipples tighten and harden. “So beautiful.” He kissed
her slowly and began to move, swallowing her moans. She gripped him
tight, arching her back and digging her heels into him, pushing him
harder into her. He picked up speed, lifting her hands and pinning
them against the wall so she wouldn’t draw more blood.

Not yet
anyway.

When he sucked
a nipple into his mouth, he felt the ripple that vibrated through
her body and felt her tighten around him as she cried out, wrapping
her legs tighter around him.

He let her
hands go to grasp her hips as he thrust into her hard. She arched
her back and met his thrusts, driving him deeper inside her as a
flush spread across her breasts and neck. She screamed his name,
sucking him in deeper as her walls tightened around him. He thrust
harder to keep up and as she came loudly she bit into his neck
hard, sending pleasure shooting down his spine.

Before she
could take a deep pull, Riyzan moved quickly, laying Surquyn on the
rug and pumping into her hard and fast as she sucked on his neck.
He gripped her hips tight and climaxed, spilling himself inside her
with a groan of pleasure.

Surquyn still
sucked on his neck hard, triggering another orgasm when Riyzan
pulled her lips away from him and kissed her, thrusting his tongue
into her mouth. “Why is it that you make me shatter when you do
that?”

Surquyn licked
blood off her lips and then licked the blood off his. “When I drink
your blood I feel your pleasure, just like you feel my pleasure
whether you are drinking my blood or not.” Surquyn exhaled softly
and closed her eyes.

Riyzan lay down
next to her. “How are you going to learn when we keep getting
distracted?”

Surquyn
laughed. “I don’t know.” She met his eyes. “But I’m not
complaining.”

Riyzan smiled
and leant down to kiss her softly. “We cannot keep letting this
happen. You need to learn.”

Exhaling softly
again, Surquyn sat up.

Riyzan let her
thoughts wonder but smiled as she covered herself with her ruined
dress. He knew her thoughts clearly. She didn’t want to tempt him,
despite her hunger for both his blood and touch.

“I would like
to see Layla.”

Her words
surprised him, but when she turned to him, understanding dawned on
him. As a Mutated, Layla understood more than anyone what it was
like to be turned into a different creature. Surquyn obviously
wanted to understand how she coped, especially with her hunger.

Riyzan nodded.
He raised his hand to her cheek and she turned her head to kiss the
palm of his hand. “She will know you are struggling with your
hunger.”

“Which is why I
need to see her, Riyzan.” She turned to face him fully. “You are
helping me more than anyone ever can, but you are also a
distraction.”

Riyzan chuckled
again. “Okay, we will go and see Layla, but only after you can
control a portion of your hunger. Shayla will be with her and I
don’t need Nikalye’s visions to tell me what will happen.”