The Heart's Dark Hunger

by Trinity Blacio

  “That’s for me to judge. Little flower, you are the most important thing in my life. You are the one who is going to keep me going, even when things appear to be at our worst. Now, that might seem a lot to you, but I’m only making three rules. Follow them, and we have no problems.” He climbed onto the bed, covering her body with his, without putting any weight on her.

  And god did the man have a body. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. “And what would those three rules be, dear sir,” she teased, but the pleasure in his gaze at those words had her moaning. “Not only are you all alpha, beat your fists on your chest, but you’re a little kinky, too?” she moaned, but inside was as happy as could be.

  He didn’t say a word as he kissed and nipped a path down her body, watching her. “We’re going to New Orleans, little flower.” He kissed her belly button. “Maybe I’ll have them put a nice ruby stud here before our wedding while we’re there.” He lifted and carefully turned her over onto her stomach.

  Dark Horse hovered over her, his fingers tracing the many scars, including Fuzz’s marking. “I know what I want back here.” Dark Horse placed his hand over her lower back where Fuzz’s name was, before reaching over to his pillow and dragging out the knife he had shown her before. The one he had picked up in the same store as her box. He placed the knife next to her so she could see it.

  “I want this tattooed into your skin with my name here on the blade.” Dark Horse ran his finger over the shiny cooper blade.

  It was so shiny… “Dark Horse?” Lilly glanced over her shoulder at him.

  “Yes, my Lilly, this is the knife that ended their lives, as it should be. This is all I will tell you about this night. Will you wear my mark?” he asked again.

  She turned her head and gazed at the knife beside her. It was stunning, almost beautiful, but deadly. It only seemed fitting that the weapon that killed him was tattooed on her back under all the whip scars he had given her.

  “Yes, Dark Horse, I’ll carry your mark,” she whispered, reaching out to touch the knife, but he covered her hand with his and brought it up to his mouth, kissing it.

  “You are light, and this is dark. Never touch it, Lilly. Just know that it is here with me, protecting what is mine.” He nipped her finger. “You’re going to marry me, too, aren’t you?”

  “When are we leaving for New Orleans?”

  Dark Horse sat back frowning at her. “Why? You should listen to me, Lilly. Don’t you understand how dangerous it’s going to be?”

  Lilly took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She tried to swallow back the tears, but it didn’t happen. Swinging her feet around, Lilly tried to get off the bed, but Dark Horse was there wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back down, holding her tight.

  His body warm, his hold not hurting, but calming, yet she still trembled. “What did I say, little flower, that hurt you so much?” He rubbed her back as his leg slid on top of hers, holding her down.

  Chapter Fourteen

  The tears of hurt are the most precious tear, for they only come out when your hearts in despair. Bring those emotions out and let them flow. For you know your inner pain will make you glow.

  Abira Mukherjee

  Dark Horse held her trembling body as she buried her face into his chest and cried, breaking his heart. He could handle anger and uncertainty, but her tears were an altogether different matter.

  He reached behind him grabbing a few Kleenexes. “Come on, little flower. Tell me what I did,” Dark Horse asked, leaned back to wipe her face.

  “Sex… Obey…” She took a deep breath. “Where is the love, Dark Horse? You want to own me, for me to obey you…” She waved her hand around. “And for kink, but nothing about love. Marriage is love.” Her lip trembled. “He took everything else from me, and now you want that without the mention of love.”

  “little flower,” he growled, wrapping his hand in her hair and pulling her head back, so he would have her full attention.

  “I have never loved a woman except for my mother and now you. Little flower you are my heart, the one who holds the fate of this body and old soul.” He released her hair, hugging her tight to him. “I’ll try and tell you often, but I’m afraid I’m a man of showing then speaking.” He laughed. “You want to know when I realized I love you?” He smiled down at her when she nodded.

  “That letter you wrote back to me? The one claiming…”

  Lilly reached up and covered his mouth, moaning and shaking her head. “But how can this be? Does one fall in love so quickly? How do I know it’s not me being grateful for you saving me? I want this between us to be special, to go into a marriage I need to know inside here it’s right.” She placed her hand on his chest. “And not gratitude for saving me.”

  “We don’t leave for another two days. These two days you will see the difference between gratitude and love. But for now, I’m going to show you how loving me is going to be,” he growled, right before he covered her mouth, loving it with all that he had. Showing her how much his little flower was wrapped around his heart.

  She tasted of honey and the wind. Her lips soft as the lily blossoms she was named after, would be bruised and swollen, but little flower would be truly loved this night.

  For the rest of his life Dark Horse would show his flower the love he had for her, never giving her a reason think he didn’t cherish her.

  He broke the kiss, nipping her chin and moving to her neck. His flower had a spot right under the back of her ear where her body wakened and screamed with delight when touched. And he planned to awaken more than her body.

  There would be no more memories of the monster who had hurt her, just Dark Horse. He scraped his teeth against the sensitive skin, feeling her nipples harden under him and a shiver run through her body as he sucked on the area, making sure he left his love mark on her.

  Dark Horse’s cock was hard and ready, but she wasn’t as he sat up, cupping her lush full round breasts, squeezing and playing with her nipples, giving each one personal time.

  Her body responded just as he knew it would, skin pink where he had left love bites all around her breasts. She squirmed and whimpered, sounds he planned to hear every day at least twice a day.

  “Dark Horse?” she asked as he slid down between her legs, putting them over his shoulders.

  “Not a word. All I want to hear are little loving whimpers.” He spread her

  “You need a condom. We don’t know what they…he gave me.” Her breath came out in a rush. “Please.”

  Dark Horse smiled. “Relax, little flower. I spoke with Red Hawk about this. It would seem when he healed you, the Great Mother herself intervened, making sure you are whole and ready for children.”

  “What?” Lilly squeaked and would have sat up if he hadn’t grabbed her breasts, holding her in place.

  “Well, it seems I’m going to have to tie your sweet body down.” He started to get up but saw the fear in her gaze. “Lilly.” He nipped the side of her thigh, squeezing her nipples and breasts. “I’m here, baby. Eyes on me.”

  When Dark Horse knew she was fully back with him, he buried his tongue inside her pussy, refusing to allow that dead asshole in on any of their loving.

  She grabbed onto his braid as her hips rose, pushing his tongue deeper into her.

  He slid two fingers into her pussy. Dark Horse sucked her clit into his mouth, rubbing her sensitive spot, watching his flower bloom under his touch. Her scream had him smiling as she flew apart.

  But what he wasn’t expecting was her father to come storming into the room with a gun pointed at them. He rose, shielding her with his body.

  “She’s fine, Darvin. I just didn’t know your little girl was a screamer.”

  She squealed and gave him a smack upside his head.

  “Her mother was, too.” He turned to leave, encountering Running Wolf and Stephan both there with weapons and smiles.

  “I’m never leaving this room again,” Lilly whisp
ered, yanking the blanket up over their bodies.

  Her father closed the door, leaving Dark Horse alone with Lilly. “Did you just smack me on the head?” He rolled onto his side, sliding his hand back down her stomach to her pussy where he slapped it, bringing a dazed expression to her face.

  “What are you doing to me?” she whispered, grabbing onto his arm.

  “Oh, little flower I’ve just started, but I think we need to do something about the loudness of your vocals. Of course, I love to hear you scream, but we do have guests and a wee little one who needs her rest. Not to mention a teenager who does not need to hear screaming.” He earned another glare and a shove at his chest.

  He leaned over and bit down on her nipple, halting any further action from her. “I’m going to have to work with you to get over your fear of being tied down, but for now, will you stay where I put you?”

  ***

  Lilly’s emotions and hormones were all over the place. One look from Dark Horse and she was a pile of goo.

  But…she glanced at the door, earning a slap to the side of her breast. “Eyes on me, little flower, nowhere else. I’ll make sure you won’t scream like you did before.” Getting up off the bed, Dark Horse went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of socks. Stretching them, he returned to the bed.

  “See how stretchy these are? You’ll be able to remove them anytime you need to. But I want you to try and keep them on for me.” He tied one of her arms, loosely.

  “Tomorrow, we’ll go shopping. I think some nice silk scarfs will work best for you, till you are used to bringing tied up. There are a few other things we need to get before we head to New Orleans anyway.” He lifted her arms over her head and secured them to the headboard.

  Lilly tugged at her hands, sucking in her breath in when she couldn’t get loose.

  Dark Horse sat on the bed, hovering over her, running his finger down her cheek. “Eyes on me, little flower. See that you are safe with me. If it’s too much, we’ll stop right here. We have time. I’m not going anywhere. There will be no other women for me.” He placed a kiss on each of her cheeks then covered her mouth in a scorching kiss that had her toes curling and the heat once more rising through her body.

  He lifted his head, waiting for her answer.

  “Replace the demons, Dark Horse. Give me something to cling to when things get bad,” Lilly whispered

  Dark Horse lay down next to her and cupped her breast, running his finger over her nipple. “You have a body I could play with for hours, but you need sleep. Hell, we both need sleep.” He sucked on the skin on her breast.

  “I’m going to have hickies all over my body,” she moaned.

  “My body, and you’d better believe it. You’ll carry my mark always.” He sucked on her other breast, sliding his hand down to her pussy.

  Her little nub already swollen and ready, a few rubs had her needing more as he carefully lifted up over her. His cock brushed her pussy lips a few times before he inched it into her.

  Dark Horse lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, slowly sliding all the way into her. “You’re so beautiful, my little flower.” Lilly knew he meant every word.

  This wasn’t someone taking her against her will, this was a man who had risked his life for her. She strained to touch him, but her hands wouldn’t move.

  “I want to touch you,” she moaned as he pulled out and thrust back in.

  “Soon.” He held still for a few seconds then swirled his hips. “Are you okay?”

  No flashbacks so far. Lilly nodded. “More, please.” She tried to move her hips, but Dark Horse held her still. “Don’t,” he ground out.

  “Dark Horse,” she whispered.

  “That’s right. Dark Horse. No one else. You are mine, and I don’t share,” he said, slowly lowering her legs and releasing her arms. He thrust in and out faster always hitting that one spot inside he had found earlier.

  “Feel us together, little flower.” He braced himself on his arms on either side of her head, as he covered her mouth kissing her, owning, claiming her.

  Time didn’t matter, and being quiet went out the window as she gripped his shoulders, holding on to her lifeline. It was as if her body, sighed. Her muscles, the stiffness of her movements all seemed to work with this man who now owned her body

  He surrounded her with his love, his protection, showing her with his loving that he wasn’t going to go anywhere. He swirled his hips, hitting spots that she knew existed, but had never experienced.

  All the defenses Lilly had put up around her, this man was slowly tearing them down and surrounding her with his own wall, showing her how love should be between a man and woman. Between him and her.

  She broke the kiss, looking up at him. “What are you doing to me?” she whispered, as he nipped her bottom lip.

  “Loving you, just loving you.” He kissed her again, but this time he hit that spot, sending her body into warp drive. He took her scream, adding his own groans as their bodies took over, hers exploding in pleasure so intense Lilly swore Dark Horse had set off fireworks inside her head.

  A few minutes later, Dark Horse lifted his head smiling, as he rolled over and pulled her up onto him, never pulling out of her. “You’re mine, little flower. Sleep.” He pulled the cover over them.

  “Hmm, how are you going to sleep, with me crushing you?” She placed a kiss on his chest, running her fingers up and circling his neck. “Thank you, Dark Horse.”

  “You’ll never squish me, and I have a feeling I’m going to sleep like a baby with you in my arms.” He placed a kiss on the top of her head, squeezing her ass cheeks. “There will be no thanking me. I love you, Lilly. I know it’s quick and strange, but you are my home. I could care less where we are as long as you are at my side and safe.” He rubbed his chin on the top of her head. “Sleep, little flower. I have you.”

  For the first time in a while she was safe.

  She sighed and closed her eyes, enjoying his touch on her back, realizing how tired she truly was.

  Chapter Fifteen

  One of the things I’ve been taught by Native American elders is the importance of patience, of waiting to do things when the time is right.

  Joseph Bruchac

  Dark Horse was alone in bed, and that pissed him off. Dark Horse swung his legs off the bed when the door cracked open.

  “Well, poop. I wanted to surprise you,” Lilly held up a tray of food. “I cooked breakfast.”

  He smiled, the ache in his chest gone as he scooted back against the headboard, covering his cock with the sheet. She was still a little nervous around him.

  “I just woke up, but I have to say I was disappointed I didn’t have my little flower next to me when I woke. This does make up for it. Come.” He patted the spot next to him. “Let me see what you have.”

  “You were sleeping so soundly I didn’t have the heart to wake you.” She placed the tray on his lap before climbing over him. “Plus, you were so cute. You snore, but it’s real light.”

  “I don’t snore.” He took a big bite of the omelet she made for him. “Oh, my god, what is this?” He stuffed more into his mouth.

  She laughed. “You might want to slow down. It gets pretty hot.”

  “Lilly, is that your famous omelet I smell?” her father yelled through the door, knocking on the it before peeking in.

  “Yes, Daddy, and I made five more for whoever gets to them first…” she said, but her father was already gone.

  His mouth started to warm up. “Good, but damn hot… You should put warnings on these,” Dark Horse grabbed a handful of her hair and kissed her hard. “Morning, little flower. Thank you for the food, but please don’t leave the bedroom till I’m up. It’s important I know where you are at all times.”

  More pounding on their door had Dark Horse growling. “What?”

  “Can we steal Lilly? There is about to be a fight here since there are not enough omelets to go around.” Stephan peek
ed into the room.

  “Please,” Running Wolf asked. “ Little Gypsy stole mine.”

  “Did not, you fibber. You gave it to Emma, so don’t even go there,” Kizzy yelled.

  “Well, since you gave one to Emma, I guess I’ll allow her to leave my side. We’ll be out in a minute,” Dark Horse set the tray aside. “Go get dressed before I change my mind.” He moved to the dresser, grabbing clothes as she slid into the master bathroom.

  “Want to share a shower?” She dropped the robe she wore.

  Dark Horse slammed their bedroom door, shutting the others out.

  He shut and locked the bathroom door, watching the water slide down her body as she lifted her face up to the spray.

  “You going to stare at me all day, or are you going to help me with this ache I have?” She turned her heated gaze on him. He knew it took a lot for her to ask, and he wasn’t about to deny his woman anything.

  “And what kind of ache do you have? Is it one in your ass?” He stepped into the shower, closing the shower door behind him. He ran his hand over her round globe. “I don’t think you are ready for me here, yet, but soon.”

  Lilly turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I haven’t felt this… I don’t know how to explain it. I know I shouldn’t be dependent on you, but I am already. When I woke up in your arms, it was the most beautiful thing.” Lilly cocked her head to the side. “I have to say good tears were involved.”.

  “Thank you, you’ve made me feel whole and needy it would seem.”

  She stroked his cock. “It’s my turn.”

  Lilly dropped to her knees, water running down her head as she licked and then covered his cock with her mouth, sucking.

  He put his hands on her head and guided her. “Suck harder, little flower.” Dark Horse fucked her mouth slowly, careful not to gag her, but too quickly he was ready to release his seed.