Frailty: The Darkshine

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Authors: Jenika Snow
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much as he hated leaving her, he needed to find a place for her. “I will come back at dusk. I have something I have to take care of most urgently.” He bent down once again and ran his hand down her cheek. He felt her body stiffen, would have thought it was from fear if he hadn’t been able to smell her arousal. He clenched his other hand by his side, hoping she didn’t notice the massive erection that was demanding to be let free.
    He made his way out of the too-small cave and into the morning sun. He started off at a slow pace, gradually picking up speed as he raced through the woods, away from his parents’ mansion—away from Helina. It only took him minutes to reach the road. He stayed within the tree line as he ran parallel with them, looking for anything that could be used as a home. He slowed his pace as he saw a small dirt road with overgrown trees and shrubs covering it.
    He followed the path until the trees started to clear. He spied a small, well-hidden cabin. He knew it was abandoned, had been for a while, since he didn’t sense any humans. He opened up his senses, making sure he was truly alone. Satisfied that he was, he walked the perimeter of the cabin before finally opening the front door and walking inside.
    Dirt covered the floor, and there were old pots and pans on the wooden counters. Ripped drapes hung from the only two windows in the single room and a blackened fireplace sat against the center wall. He stepped inside and walked around. A drape hung from a wall in the corner, holes throughout the brown floral printed fabric. A small dingy bed sat behind the fabric, its springs poking through the yellow stained mattress. Even though he would have preferred her to stay in the most luxurious of accommodations, he knew until he could think of something more permanent, this would have to do. He made a mental list of everything he would need to acquire to furnish the cabin and headed back to the mansion.

    Ryce stood at the window in his living room, staring out at the pristine grounds that surrounded his new home. He ran a hand over his shaved head as he watched the sun start to set. He was the first ranking lord of the DarkShine league; the highest one could get within the DarkShine army. He had led his kind into this new place, their new home.
    They had decided to keep the majority of humans as their blood source, some of them as their pets. They gave the humans a good life, a safe one in exchange for their loyalty and obedience. It was true, they didn’t need the blood of a human to survive; they could just as easily feed off each other, but there was something about a human’s blood that tasted sweet and addicting—like the most exquisite of wines on the pallet.
    He stared out the window as he felt two hands slide over his bare arms. He looked down and saw a pair of female hands with red painted nails start to move down to the already growing bulge behind his boxers.
    “Haven’t you had enough, Iena?” His voice was flat and emotionless. He had no feelings for Iena, had no feelings for anyone, for that matter. She was an easy lay that helped him pass the time.
    Her soft feminine laughter vibrated on his back. He continued to stare out the window as her hands stroked his cock through the material of his boxers. He placed his hand over hers and moved them up and down his shaft in hard, long strokes. He turned around and brought his mouth down on hers, her squeak of surprise turning into a long moan. He ran his tongue along the inside of her mouth, his fangs running over her lips.
    He felt her hot tongue stroke along his, felt her fangs nick at his bottom lip. She moaned as his blood coated the inside of their conjoined mouths. He flipped her around, pressing her naked body against the back of the leather couch. He didn’t bother taking his boxers off, just pulled his cock out through the flap, slid a condom on, and slipped inside of her already soaked pussy. As he pounded into her, Ryce looked

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