Dark Hunger

Dust and leaves and twigs blew around him and surrounded the whole area into a grainy, dense fog. Elize couldn't see Caleb at all. She sent him a silent plea through their mental bond and was relieved when the plea went through and didn't fall on deaf ears. 

Lightning thundered above as the clouds roared. 

Caleb was in the midst of the storm. He had to bring the clods back and he knew that there was some heavy magic that he was working against. He could feel that his magic was resisting, curbing, pushing, threatening powerful forces and also working in order to get nature back to its own course. Raising his hands up, he fisted his palms tightly and then shot them up. Blue lights hurled out of them and shot towards the sky. All at once, everything stilled. The silence that followed was as if someone had applied tremendous pressure on the ears. The servants screamed out of pain. The blue lights that emerged from his hands, sped across the gray fog, tore the clouds and caught the lightning bolt, forcing it to come down towards the kingdom of Ixoviya. The moment the lightning cracked through the clouds, the clouds burst with a sharp sound once again trying to protest against Caleb's spells. 

But Caleb didn't leave his pursuit. He pulled his hands down, as his entire body broke into sweat. The lightning forked as it reached near the ground and then suddenly struck somewhere with a loud blast. And where it struck, the land burst into flames and a tree got split in half as it erupted into fire. 

Caleb moved his hands in a circle and the clouds emulated his movement. They swirled and swirled and started coming down. The wind speed increased. More trees got uprooted with loud creeks. Suddenly, a burst of light spread all across the clouds and a deluge unleashed. The ground got covered with sheets of rain. 

The ground, which was parched from over a month, welcomed the rain. Small rivulets flowed everywhere and Elize could hear servants shouting cheerfully for their king. Sun had disappeared behind the thick clouds and it was pouring. She looked up at the sky where the lightning still flashed and Caleb lowered his arms. Her heart squeezed when she saw his head tipped upwards as rain splashed against him. Water streamed down his naked chest and torso, as he sank in the wet mud on his knees. 

Her lips quivered and she ran for him. "Caleb!" she shouted his name in reverence. Her body was tremulous. She reached in front of him and stood there, watching his tired, yet triumphant face. "Caleb," she called him softly. There was blood flowing from his nostrils and her stomach plummeted to the ground.

He opened his eyes and a smile tugged his lips up. "I did it, Lizzy." 

Her chin trembled as she nodded vehemently. "Yes, my love, you did it!" She extended her hand and said, "It is time you come inside." 

Caleb held her hand and when he got up, Elize pulled him inside and took him right to their bedchamber. She walked with him to the bathroom where she unbuttoned his pants and then removed them. She ran a hot water bath for him and when she was satisfied that he was soaking and resting in it, she came out to order the healers to prepare a healing draft for him. When she went back inside, she dismissed the maids. Stripping down, she sat across from him in the tub. She picked up a soft cloth, lathered it well with scented soap and started washing him slowly, in gentle circles. He was so tired and burnt out that he half-opened his eyes and watched her do it. Later he just closed his eyes and felt her close to him. 

Once she had given him a good bath, she ran clean water again to remove all the remaining dirt. She helped him dry with a soft towel and then took him outside where she tucked him in the blanket after giving him the healing draft that was waiting for him on the table.

The servants had already burnt the hearth and the logs were crackling with fire imparting soft amber light to the room. Outside it still rained heavily as the mighty sorcerer king lay inside on his bed beneath a comforter. His wife slid right beside him. She curled arms around his waist and murmured softly, "Sleep love." And Caleb slept next to the warm body of his mate. She also slept with him. 

Elize woke up lazily a few hours later with her husband thrusting his hips inside her. She was on her belly and he had inserted his cock inside her from behind. With his weight on her, he was pushing inside her, filling her, stretching her, languidly. He came shortly afterwards, groaning against her skin. Once he came, he didn't remove himself, rather he stayed in that position and drifted off to sleep. 

When she woke up next, he had rolled with her and now she was on her back with his cock wedged between her thighs. He was driving inside her lazily, instinctively. With his elbows on her side, he was sucking the skin on his mark and she had become extremely wet. With a snarl he released his seeds in her and she reached her orgasm at the same time. 

And when she woke up a few hours later, she found him suckling her breasts with his fingers moving in and out of her. He grazed her breasts with his fangs and then sucked them hard moving his fingers rapidly. She rode his fingers greedily until she whimpered and came all around them. When she had come, she shifted lower and took his swollen cock into her mouth. Caleb had grasped her head and threaded his fingers in her hair as she sucked him hard. He hit the back of her throat again and again until he emptied himself in her mouth. 

It was almost midnight when they woke up together in the bed, he was feeling hungry as a wolf. As if the castle catered to their king, food appeared on the table according to his wish. Elize got up, tied her hair in a bun and said, "Don't get out of the bed. I am bringing food here." 

Naked, she walked to the table and lifted the tray of food to bring it to him. He watched her with his hands stretched beneath his head and with a big smile. Her breasts bobbed as she walked with a bounce. He bit his lip with his fangs. 

The food consisted of pheasant meat, whole grain bread, cheese, fruit salad and chocolate dessert. Elize made sure that he ate a lot of it on the pretext, "How will you feed me, if you don't eat well?" And Caleb ate well. 

When Elize collected the tray and removed it from there, he felt elated. She was taking care of him so well that he loved every part of it. She slid beside him once again and nestled her face in the crook of his arm. "It is still raining outside," she remarked. She was so proud of him that her chest swelled. She kissed him on the side.. "Everyone is extremely happy, Caleb."