Free A Hunger for Darkness by Cooper Flynn Page B

made sounds of concern. “We’ll be right back.”
     
    Connor and Kenzi stepped into the bathroom. As they did, Connor put a finger to his lips and indicated for Kenzi to listen.
     
    “The chick’s pretty hot too, what do you think?” The man named Darren said with a whisper. Even from this distance and through the closed door Kenzi could hear them.
     
    “Yeah, I’m sure you want a shot at that,” the girl answered. “What do you think they’re worth?”
     
    “I’d bet between cash, jewelry and credit cards we can score maybe ten grand. Let’s get them all hot and bothered and slip them the roofies in about half an hour.” Darren said.
     
    “Do we get to play first?” Julie asked, her tone suggesting the answer she wanted.
     
    “You little slut, you’ll have your fun. Just stick to the plan.”
     
    “Like you won’t enjoy playing with the girl,” Julie teased.
     
    Connor leaned close to Kenzi.
                 
    “Just do as I do,” he whispered. “We leave them alive.”
     
    “How do we do this?” Kenzi whispered back, her body flaming with hunger.
     
    “We will be seducing them,” Connor answered. He pressed a necklace with an obsidian arrowhead pendant into her hand. She felt the sharp point at one end. “Use this on him when it is time to drink, but wait for my signal. Now take off your clothes and put on this robe.”
     
    Kenzi washed away the dirt that had smeared on her hands and legs. The skin had already healed from whatever abrasions there may have been. Connor had slipped out to assure their guests that she was fine and would soon join them. As Kenzi donned the black silk robe she considered what she was about to do. Connor had found a pair that obviously pretended to be swingers in order to find targets for theft. They would undoubtedly count on the embarrassment of their victims to protect them from the police. Tonight these predators would find themselves the prey.
     
    As Kenzi exited the bathroom she had a moment to marvel at Connor’s transformation. He was no longer the Stoic with the wry sense of humor. Now he captivated his audience with charm and laughter. He had finished a humorous story as Kenzi joined them. He patted the arm of his chair. Kenzi perched on the spot as Connor slipped an arm around her waist. It felt surreal and comforting at the same time.
     
    “We’re so glad to meet you, your husband has been bragging about you all night. He wasn’t wrong,” Darren said with a leer.
     
    Kenzi was disgusted by him, but the rising hunger crowded everything else from her mind. This is what addiction must feel like , she thought.
     
    “Hey, why don’t we get some music playing,” Julie suggested.
     
    “Excellent idea,” Connor said as he found a streaming music channel on the flat screen. A ballad began playing softly.
     
    Connor extended a hand to Kenzi. In her bare feet and silk robe she felt exposed under his gaze, but she allowed herself to mold against him. Darren and Julie danced next to them, exchanging a slow kiss. Kenzi felt herself tremble as she watched them, torn between conflicting desires she couldn’t name.
     
    “Slow down, Kenzi. This will be the real test of your control. Watch what I do, and drink carefully. You must learn to restrain yourself.” Connor murmured in her ear. As he spoke his hands drifted down her body, stroking her from the base of her breasts to her flank. The other couple smiled at the obvious affection. The touch surprised Kenzi, enough that her head began to clear.
     
    “May I cut in?” Darren asked with a smile while Julie waited for Connor.
     
    They switched partners. Kenzi rested her head on Darren’s shoulder as she watched Connor and Julie sway together. Her hands roamed his body from his broad shoulders to the small of his back.
     
    Darren was pressing himself into Kenzi. She felt a stirring against her middle and knew he was getting hard. There was more than a trace of expensive cologne on