Tales of the Darkyn

Honey and Cherries Ignite

Chapter Two: Force Fed

Once they were alone, Richard sighed, but did not move.

"I cannot, if only to save you from the pain and myself from the self-loathing of causing that pain."

"Richard Tremayne, you will not hurt me."

"You are too sure, love. How do you know?"

"Because I know you. I know that you will not hurt me. But if you do, I would understand that it would be necessary." Richard was shaking his head even before he finished speaking.

"I will hurt you, Lakena. You will not push me on this, please." He began to stand, but she pushed him back onto his knees, gripping his shoulders tightly.

"No. You will not move from this spot until you feed from me, Richard." Her tone was commanding, chin held high, beautifully silver eyes challenging, and Richard could not help but give a small smile in acceptance. And his proposal was soon voiced.

"I would very much like to see you keep me here."

"You asked for it." was all Lakena said as the sweet scent of Honey spread through the air. She knew that her scent was addictive enough to the Kyn High Lord.

Richard conceived Lakena's notions, but was too late. The girl had pulled his head back and put her wrist to her mouth, biting hard before placing it at Richard's own lips. He barely had enough time to fathom what she was doing before he tasted her blood on his tongue.

Reason and control flew out the window as he groaned, and, wrapping one arm around Lakena's waist in a vice-like grip and holding her wrist to his mouth, he bit down. Hard.

Lakena gave a cry and jumped at his bite, starting as she felt his cool fangs slide into her.