Dark Hunger

Elize looked dreamily at the sea and said, "This looks too beautiful to be real." 

"No Liz," he said. When she turned her gaze to meet him, he was mesmerized. "You are… surreal. Do you know when I saw you for the first time, I thought I had met an angel?" 

Her cheeks became pink like the sky outside. A smile tugged her lips up and his sunstruck eyes held her gaze. "When I first saw you, I was done for my life. Your blond hair, those sharp curves— it all acted like a magnet. My heart thudded in its ribcage as my pulse raced." 

She took a sip of her wine with trembling hands without realizing that it wasn't blood. 

"And that instant I knew you were my mate. And that instant I knew that I could die looking at you." 

There was so much intensity in his words that Elize's heart raced for this beautiful man. She wanted to go to him and place a kiss on his lips. Her flute shook on its way to her lips. She drained it and her head became dizzy immediately. "Shit!" she rasped. 

Caleb came to her side the next instant. He took the glass from her and placed it on the table. Stroking her back softly, he apologized to her for giving her the champagne. She coughed a little and some tears poured out in response when she felt the burn of the wine in the back of her throat. But Caleb had paled so much by that time that she couldn't help giggling. "Since you didn't remember, it is your punishment that you drink the entire bottle of wine and then next." 

He pressed a kiss on her temple. "Anything for you baby," he said and picked up the champagne bottle from the bucket. He took it to his lips and started drinking. 

"Caleb!" she protested, but he didn't listen to her. 

He gulped the entire bottle. When he removed it from his lips, he wiped his glistening mouth with his sleeve and crashed the bottle back in the ice of the bucket. He looked at her with those heavy lidded, drunk eyes as the wine hit him. A half smile came to his lips. "And one more," he said as he got up and retrieved another bottle from the table across the room and gulped its contents too. Once the two bottles were down, the wolf stood in his place with his chest out and shoulders drawn back with pride. He smiled at her because the wolf had plans. 

She shook her head and giggled. "You are out of your mind!" 

"Or maybe I have something in mind," he replied with a slur.

He sat down at the table and had the first course, crispy salmon and toasted sesame spinach. She watched him eat with interest. By the end of the next two courses, Caleb was down one more bottle. Gods, these Silver brothers drank like a fish. Little did she know that all the brothers of their family were like this. 

When the dinner was over, Caleb took her back to the hotel. As soon as they entered the room, he asked, "Are you hungry, love?" 

She shook her head, removed her jacket and tossed it to the sofa. "I am fine," she said. She was tired and wanted to sleep. They had to resume the journey before dawn. She shimmied out of her pants leaving things on. When she sashayed her hips as she walked to the bed, the strings of her thong moved with her gait. She climbed the bed and crawled to her side in a catlike style moving her bums. 

His chest rumbled and a growl left him. He wanted to take off that shirt from her, rip it with his claws and feel those breasts in his hands. But he had plans on making her drunk and for that he had to seduce her. So, he ambled towards her and took his jacket off too. He threw it over hers. Then he removed his shirt and it joined the pile of clothes. He removed his boots and jumped on the bed beside her to lie down. 

Elize blushed like a thousand suns all over again when she felt his intense stare on her. And he looked so sexy with those half-lidded eyes. 

He leaned over her to pick up the duvet and this placed his neck just over her nose. His pulse was throbbing and Elize noticed a small nick. She swallowed her saliva smelling him. Before he had time to go back, she had clutched his chest and was lapping off him. "You are, oh gods!" she said in a low voice. And the moment his blood hit her she went dizzy. The wolf could easily stomach that much alcohol, but Elize—she moaned as she drew in his blood. 

Caleb pulled her right over his chest and made her straddle him. Pleasure. His cock shot north and grazed her core. She moved back a little and rubbed herself on him. He bit back curses. Would she allow him to enter her? He took his hands to her thighs and brushed them with his fingers. When his fingers came to the side strings of her thong, he clawed them and it opened. He slid it out. Then he opened the string of her shirt and slid it away. Elize was naked and lying on his chest. "Fuck!" His shaft was aching to go in her. He opened his pants and his erection sprang free. For a moment he thought that she would be overwhelmed, but when she rubbed her core over the crown of his shaft, he growled as he realized how wet she was. 

Elize pulled out of him and her mind became hazy. She licked her lips and tried to focus on her wolf. She understood his ploy. He had made her drunk alcohol with his blood. And now she wanted to— 

Elize shifted down. When she looked at his face, she knew that he had held his breath in anticipation. His hand slowly cupped her breasts and squeezed them. "Feed me inside you, Lizzy." He grated with his jaw clenching. 

She held his gaze and then grasped his length. Rather than putting it inside him, she ran the crown against her wet core again. His body shuddered. She moved lower and rubbed her clit over it. "Take me in, Liz. I need to be inside you. I need inside—" he yelled when she brushed her core against it. "Fuck!" He bucked his hips in reaction, desperate to sink inside her. "By Skadi! Don't deny me what's mine. You are mine. Take me. I have to have my bride." He thrust his hips up again. 

His eyes were so demanding and his demeanor so compelling that Elize's heart stuttered with a thousand emotions. "Do you vow to always protect me, Caleb?" she asked in a shaky voice. She was about to give him everything all over again. 

"I vow to the Lore," he said as his throat bobbed. "I will always protect you!" 

With a tightening she felt in her chest, she pressed the broad shaft to her entrance. 

"More! More!" His voice strained, he demanded.. There could be no stopping now.