Ryze Series: Books 1 & 2

by N. Isabelle Blanco

  ZENIEL

  “I love you,” I repeat, voice pure gravel. I’m going to eat her. Everywhere. As soon as I can move. I’m trembling with her in my arms.

  Beautiful. She destroys me. All black hair and huge brown, red, yellow and black eyes staring up at me full of emotion. Her cheeks are still wet, and the tip of her nose is pink. Sexy and adorable. All mine.

  No, not fully. Not yet.

  I’m going to remedy that. The moment my limbs get with the program, I’m claiming her once and for all. It doesn’t matter that I’m still struggling with Mavrak.

  I want her. All of her.

  I want her right fucking now.

  Cupping her face, I bring her up to my mouth. “I want you.”

  She trembles at my words. I lean into her, sucking her lower lip into my mouth with the intention of just giving her one nip and letting go. The feeling of her plump lower lip gets to me, though, and draws me in. Lost in the feel of her mouth, I suckle her softly.

  My eyes are heavy-lidded, but I fight to keep them open. I hold her gaze, biting down gently.

  Eve’s lids flutter, her thick lashes fanning prettily in front of her eyes. A sexy, small moan leaves her. Her pupils are huge.

  I groan at the sight, giving her lip one last, long suck before letting go.

  Eve’s breath comes in pants, her lips parted and wet with my saliva. Her little hands shake as she raises them up and cups my face, fingers stroking my jaw. “God, Zen. Your scent. It’s sexy.”

  I close my eyes, basking in her voice, different from moments before when she was hurt and crying. Pulling her in tighter, I skim her lips with my own. “You know I feel the same about yours.”

  “Wait. I’ve been out for how long?”

  “Five days.”

  “F-five . . .” her voice trails off on a little whimper.

  “Yes.”

  Eve freezes at my answer. I open my eyes, wondering what the hell—

  “Fuck!”

  She’s out of my lap in a flash. I jump off the bed, heart pounding, wondering where she went. The sound of the shower turning on has me exhaling loudly. Shaking my head, I go to the door, grabbing the knob with every intention of going in there.

  “Wait!” Eve calls out from inside. “I haven’t showered in five days!”

  “You’re no longer human baby. I swear your scent is delicious.”

  “You’re so not coming in here till I’m clean, you got it, Mister?”

  I chuckle, leaning my forehead against the door. “Baby, I wouldn’t care about th—”

  “But I do! So shut it and wait.”

  I give her one more minute, then open the door and barge in, uncaring of whether she gets angry or not. I find her under the showerhead, soaking wet from head-to-toe with her arms crossed as she glares at me.

  She didn’t even bother pulling the curtain around the tub.

  I stop in front of the shower, feeling myself slipping deeper into my war demon side. And not because of a need for vengeance. The god in me is entangled with what makes me an animal, both strands of my code twisting and mutating and darkening. I can feel the blackness spreading inside me.

  The darkness that demands its mate.

  I reach down, palming my cock through leather.

  She stutter-steps into the wall behind her, mouth gaping and arms falling limply at her sides.

  Another chuckle leaves me. The sound is demonic. Just as possessed as I am. I wouldn’t be surprised to hear a third timbre pop into my voice. I jerk my chin in her direction. “You’re feeling better.”

  Eve’s eyes are still glued on where I’m fisting my cock. “Not really.”

  I smirk, taking a step towards her. “Any chance you won’t bite your R’mann’s head off for trying to go near you?” I punctuate the question with three hard strokes of my cock.

  She squeezes her eyes shut, swallowing hard. The moment her brow scrunches up and a flicker of pain rushes through her expression, I’m in the shower with her, pulling her up against me.

  I can’t give her time to remember. Have to take her before the memories of what she saw return.

  Then I won’t be able to touch her again for days.

  “Look at me.” Fisting her hair, I bring her up to my height, biting hard at her lip. We both moan as I suck her blood, my tongue lapping at her. “I won’t ask you again, little mate. Look. At. Me.”

  In her eyes, I can see the anger rising, the residual hurt.

  “You’re mine. And I’m yours. And I’m going to prove it to you right fucking now.” I cup her ass, feeling her slick skin against mine, and nearly lose it.

  “Nothing you do is going to make the images go away,” Eve says in a low voice, gasping at the end when I press her smooth, wet mound to my dick.

  “Is that a challenge?” I breath, leaning down and sniffing her. “Fuck. Smell so good . . . Eve, answer me. Are you challenging me?”

  “No.” She claws at my shoulders, seeming to be caught between pushing me away and pulling me closer. “I’m just being honest. How would you feel if you saw another male fucking me?”

  I growl out a curse, slamming her into the wall and covering her with every inch of my body. Clenching my eyes shut, I fight the images. The mere idea of seeing another cock sliding in and out of my female makes me crazy.

  “See?” Eve’s voice is small. “Just imagining does that to you. Imagine actually seeing it.”

  The idea sends pain shooting into my cock. My mind actually goes as far as to hit me with a visual of some nameless motherfucker’s dick sliding in and out of my little pussy.

  “You’re mine.” Snarling like some wild beast, I cup her jaw and lift her off the wall, bringing her to me. “All mine.”

  Eve says something. I hear her, but don’t quite catch what. It doesn’t matter. Her small arms tighten around my neck. Her heart sputters inside her.

  Visions of her blood rushing through her veins war with the other images. Ones where some other male touches her. Feels her clench around him. Makes her come.

  There’s a loud crack—probably the wall breaking where I slam her into it. I grind into her, out of control, an orgasm about to burst out of the tip of my dick.

  “Zen? Oh . . . oh, fuck. Zen—wait!”

  I push into her. Harder.

  Plaster and tile fall down around us, bits of it hitting my arm.

  Lost. Gone.

  I can’t focus on anything other than what matters most at that moment. “You’re mine.” I bite at her earlobe, sinking my incisor in. Her blood ignites every last nerve receptor in me. “Taking you. Now, my R’ma.”

  “Zen . . .”

  Whatever else she has to say is lost. I want her. Her pussy. Her blood and juices all over me. All around me. I need to finish claiming her.

  Every damned, gods forsaken part.

  And I know exactly where I’m going to do it.

  Lifting her roughly, I wrap her legs tight around me. Then, I shoot us both back to Enzyria, determined to finish this once and for all.

  CHAPTER 33

  – Mavrak’s Temple, Valley of the Gods, Enzyria

  ZENIEL

  E ve’s eyes go wide, taking in the temple as I storm inside.

  “Zen . . . is this Mavrak’s temple?”

  “Yes,” I grunt, my focus single-minded.

  “But you haven’t been in here in thousands of years, right? Why now?”

  I dematerialize, appearing in front of the huge altar with marble carvings that represent both my mother’s side of the family and my father’s.

  Probably the wrong place for what I have planned.

  Fuck it. In answer to Eve’s question, I detangle her legs from around me and force her down to her knees. She stares up at me with an expression that heralds an impending tell-off.

  I don’t give her the chance. Almost ripping the laces at the front of my leathers, I wrap a fist around my cock, sliding it out. My own touch is enough to drag a moan out of me, low and deep.

>   Eve bites her lip, eyes glazing over as she whimpers with anticipation.

  “Fuck. I need this.” With a fist tight around her hair, I drag her closer. “No one’s ever . . . gods, female. I need you to suck me. Now.”

  Eve snaps her lips shut, glaring petulantly up at me. “No.”

  I hiss at her defiance. My dick somehow throbs even harder than my heart. My cockhead is swollen, a deep, angry red, and as soon as I bring it to her face, pre-cum spurts onto her skin.

  She jerks, her nostrils flaring and her eyelids fluttering shut. A moan escapes from her parted, juicy lips.

  “You want this.” Holding my length still, I rub the tip along the curve of her cheek. The sight of my pre-cum smeared on her skin makes my head fall back as I push myself closer to her. “Take me in, my female.”

  “Zen.”

  “Now. Gods, no one has ever done it. This is yours.” I look down at her. “So beautiful. I need to come inside your mouth.” Panting, I fist her hair harder, pressing my tip against her parted lips. “Do it. Take it—fuck!”

  Eve parts her lips, moaning around me, sucking me in even as I thrust into her mouth. Then, it’s all about her heat, her tongue lapping at every inch of my cock.

  “Oh, fuck. Wet. Hot. Fuck, Evesse. Suck me. That’s it, baby. You feel so good. Suck my cock. Ah, gods, I can’t—”

  I nearly fall onto her as all sensation abandons my limbs and rushes into my shaft. Catching myself with one hand against the altar, I force myself to stay upright and keep my eyes open.

  Fuck me. The sight of my dick deep inside Evesse’s mouth kills me.

  The sexiest female I’ve ever laid eyes on has her eyes closed, dark lashes resting against her cheeks, and is sucking at me, humming like she can’t get enough.

  She licks at my aching flesh, pulling back and hollowing out her cheeks so that I feel the suction all the way down to my damned toes. “Gods, baby. Never felt anything like this. The way you look with my cock in your mouth.”

  She moans at that, her lids rising languidly. The moment she locks eyes with me, my dick pulses wildly in her mouth. Eve pulls back and I damn near lose my mind.

  I grab onto the edges of the altar’s pedestal with both hands, legs beyond weak. “Evesse, please—”

  She smiles up at me.

  My breath hitches and my heart aches at how gorgeous she is, naked with all that hair flowing down her back. On her knees for me, rubbing her lips along my cock. The curve of her ass . . . I bite my lip, drawing blood.

  My mate whimpers, nostrils flaring, no doubt smelling my blood.

  “Suck me. Milk me, baby, and I’ll give it to you. Everything.”

  I can’t even believe I’m demanding that of her, but there’s no shame in it. I wasn’t lying when I said no female has ever sucked me off before.

  I never let anyone.

  “You want me to suck your cock?” Eve asks, giving me a saucy smile before leaning in and sliding her tongue along a pulsing vein on the side of my dick.

  I suck air in between clenched teeth. “You’re killing me female.” She’s even better than I fantasized.

  Eve giggles. My eyes roll into the back of my head. She places her hands on my pants, dematerializing them. Air hits my tight balls, the sensation making my cock throb harder. Her hands tickle the inside of my thighs before grabbing my balls.

  I tense, power shooting out of me in every direction, igniting the inside of the temple. The floor lights up and begins shaking. I open my eyes, feeling like my lids weigh a fucking ton. But I have to see this. Have to see her get turned on by my reaction to her . . . fuck, I can smell it all around me. Everywhere.

  Inside my temple.

  Shit.

  “Evesse.”

  “Oh, God. Zen. I’m so hungry.”

  I lift one hand from the altar, grabbing the back of her head and bringing her in. “Do it. Take whatever you want from me.”

  The thought of her drinking my cum causes another hot spurt of pre-cum to shoot out, landing on her cheek.

  Eve trembles, her thighs quaking. She parts her lips, her canines sliding down, sharp and vicious. Her eyes are wild and molten. I sniff the air, dragging her scent into me in deep, rapid bursts. The hunger in her exacerbates the raging creature inside me. I feel suffocated.

  Increasingly desperate.

  Eve feathers little kisses along my shaft, her fingers just as much of a tease along my pained balls.

  Just as I think I’m going to lose my mind, grab her face, and fucking shove my cock onto her incisors, Eve presses her lips against the very tip.

  Slowly—painfully—she parts them, slipping me in. I feel her sharp incisors graze along my shaft.

  Instead of pain, I’m bombarded with insane pleasure.

  Her lips, her tongue, her fucking heat.

  The same thing that had me taking her virginity like an inconsiderate beast—my inner demon—breaks free, overriding all concerns but one.

  Fuck her mouth. Fuck it hard.

  So, that’s exactly what I do, forcing my shaft into her mouth, grabbing onto fistfuls of her hair, and arching my hips against that gorgeous face of hers. I become an animal. And the way Eve momentarily chokes on my length, her throat convulsing tight around my tip, only sets me off more.

  I feed my cock into her mouth, flexing my abs with each thrust.

  Eve closes her eyes again, rising higher on her knees so she can take me in deeper. Every thrust of my dick into her mouth is answered by a rock of her hips. She’s dripping wet, her scent coating the air around me and pushing me closer to orgasm.

  “Fuck, baby. Touch yourself. Ahhh, fuck, do it! Come while sucking my dick.”

  Her eyes fly open, her gaze savage. Right before I thrust back into her mouth, I catch sight of my shaft, glistening with her saliva.

  Covered in my blood.

  Eve mewls, her hand diving between her legs. She comes instantly, her mouth going brutally tight around my dick. She sucks and licks at me with animal ferocity, writhing sexily against her own hand.

  “Oh, gods. Shit, baby. I never—sweet . . . fuck . . . take my cum. All of it. Yes, Evesse. Yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

  My seed shoots out of me in painful spurts that all but fucking blind me. The only thing left is the scent of her wetness in the air, and the sound of her moans as she swallows me down.

  I wake up on the temple floor, my legs sprawled on the stairs beneath me.

  I’m still wearing my boots.

  Black, red, blue and gray energy crackle along the ceiling, and into the black and red marble walls of the temple. The floor convulses in fits, obviously echoing my own twitches.

  Eve sits next to me, leaning on one hand, naked and luscious as she stares down at me. Her eyes are completely black, not a speck of white in sight. There’s blood smeared on the corners of her lips. That, combined with that curtain of thick black hair falling over her naked shoulders, makes her look like a vampire still starving for her meal.

  My body surges back to life, my cock bouncing up into the air and volunteering to be her meal again. Whatever calm I had gained from my release disappears in a flash. The sweet, musky scent of her arousal fills my senses, destroying me.

  I slide my hand across her jaw and cup her face. Her soft hair caresses the back of my hand.

  “You forgot my boots.” I lift my leg to illustrate the point, showing her.

  Eve laughs, rubbing her cheek into my palm some more. “No, I didn’t. You look sexy in nothing but boots and your markings. Almost alien-army rough.”

  I knew that she finds them attractive, but hearing her say it aloud makes my chest puff out and fills me with . . . pride? Damn. All it takes is one comment from my R’ma and something I’ve hated for eons becomes a source of pride.

  Go figure.

  “What?” Eve asks, studying my face.

  “Nothing. Just thinking. I know what Dyletri would say if he could see me right now.”

  Eve takes a long, hard look at my nudity, makin
g my hips rise off the floor towards her. “What? You mean if he saw you naked?”

  I smile and shrug. “No. I mean, I’ve always hated my Erencei markings. But now that I know you like them . . .”

  She melts for me, giving me an adoring look. “And what would Dy say?”

  I shrug again. “That I’m pussy whipped.”

  Eve lets out a totally surprised and sexy laugh, her entire face lighting up. “He’s one to talk. He’s completely addicted. He has no grounds to criticize you.”

  “True. But he’d still make fun of me.”

  The adoration falls from her face and she arches a brow. “And being ‘pussy whipped’ is a bad thing?”

  I’m quick to answer. “When you’re the female in question, absolutely not.” I move my hand to the back of her head and bring her closer.

  Evesse lets me kiss her lightly, then smiles against my lips. “Good answer. So, you’re saying you’re pussy whipped, huh?”

  I bite my lip, pretending to think about it. Her cute, tight ass cheek fits into the palm of my hand, and I take advantage, cupping her and bringing her closer.

  “I don’t know . . . I’m almost there.” She smells delicious, wet and lush, and I run my nose along her jaw, sucking it in. “I think you need to give me more,” I rasp into her ear. “Just to make sure the process is complete.”

  She gives a strangled laugh, moving her ear closer to my mouth. “Oh, really now?”

  “Yeah,” I moan, sliding my tongue into her ear and biting down on her lobe. “I need a lot more.”

  I love pulling her hair. I can’t explain to myself why, but fisting it and using the hold to dominate her drives me wild. Probably has to do with the fact that my mate is a hellion. One that drove me mad when we first met.

  “Zen,” Eve groans, sounding partially annoyed when I yank her head back, fingers tight in her hair.

  I don’t give her a chance to complain further. Leaning up, I taste her, dragging my tongue across her lips and lapping up my blood. She quivers, opening her mouth so I can thrust my tongue inside and taste even more of myself.