Free Lust Immortal (Immortal Series Book 1) by Carrie Kelly Page A

her flesh. Just as
suddenly, William eased into the opposite side of her neck. Each sip made her
skin tingle- the slightest brush exciting her over sensitive body. William’s
hands dug into her shoulder, fingers pinching into her flesh as he drew out each
taste. Charles pulled out first, his tongue lapping at her neck as he caught
the little droplets of blood. William followed his lead, each brother gripping
onto her and tasting her at once.
    John held
his neck and Tabby got to her feet, just as Charles and William let Isabel
stand.
    “This is why
you need more servants, William!” Mrs. Moorish said and dabbed a smear of red
from her lips.
    “Yes,”
William said and licked his own lips, catching a drop of Isabel’s blood.
    “You’re
dismissed,” Charles said.
    The three
servants walked out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Together, they
made their way to the kitchen.
    “Strange
Master Charles giving the orders, don’t you think?” Tabby said as she cut them
each a slice of bread and slid the jam jar across the table.
    “Yes,”
Isabel said and absently took a bite of the cold bread.
    “Must be
getting ready for his brother leaving,” John said.
    “Poor Master
William,” Tabby said and shook her head.
    “Yes.”
Isabel knew she should say something, but just speaking felt like burden with
her heart in so many different pieces. “I should return to my chores.”
    “Are you
sure you can manage after that?” Tabby asked, rubbing her hand over Isabel’s
shoulder.
    She wasn’t
sure she could manage anything at all, but she had to. William would go off
with his new wife. Their love, however brief, had at least given her something
to look forward to. Maybe she would leave her servitude after all. She couldn’t
stay and watch William with his new vampire wife- her heart would break every
time she saw him.
    “Isabel, do
you feel all right? Perhaps you should lay down,” Tabby said.
    “I’m fine.”
    John smiled
at her. “I’ll take you to your room. You do look a bit pale,” he said and put a
strong arm around her shoulder.
    Isabel
walked with him toward the servant’s quarters and settled into her room. John
stood in the doorway looking at her. The shadows from his candle crawled over
his face. “There’s no place for us in their world, besides as a meal,” he said.
    “I know.”
And she did know, so why was this so hard? Why had she been such a fool to
think she and William could be happy forever?
    “You’ve got
your freedom. It’s a good time to take it.”
    Isabel
looked at John’s his straightforward handsome face, and nodded. “Would you come
with me? I don’t want to go alone.”
    He smiled at
her, a sad smile that didn’t reach his hazel eyes. “I give good advice, but I’m
not the sort of man you’re looking for. Plus, Master Charles will need at least
two servants, won’t he?”
    “I suppose
he will,” she said and climbed onto her thin straw mattress.
    John stared
at her for a moment then shut the door.
    Over an hour
later the creak of the door made Isabel open her eyes, but whoever came in
didn’t carry a candle or a lantern. In the darkness, she couldn’t tell if it
was Charles or William who disturbed her. Quickly, she wiped the tears from her
cheeks and sat up. “I’m sorry Master. I felt weak so I decided to rest.”
    “Has William
been drinking too much? I hardly had a sip,” Charles said.
    “No, that’s
not it. I just- ”
    “He won’t
deny it. They laid out the wedding plans as soon as you left. William’s going
to marry Ms. Perch and that’s that.”
    Isabel bit
her lip as a new flood of tears poured from her eyes. Why had his admittance of
it made her feel worse? She’d been hoping William would say no and run away
with her. Of course he wouldn’t! She was such a fool!
    Charles’
dark shape stepped farther into the room. “I am sorry that he’s put you in this
situation. But I do have an offer for you. I’m not staying here. I’m going