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

to
run away, Isabel. And you can come with me if you want. Since you’re no longer
indentured you can do what you like.”
    “Where are
you going?” she asked, her voice trembling as she spoke.
    “West, I
think. Maybe as far as the French line. While the council might favor William,
they have little need for me. I’ve been nothing but a disappointment to them
from the start. They’ll give chase, but not into the wild. We should be safe.”
    Isabel’s
world had changed so quickly from that morning. How did something like that happen?
“Travel into the wild? Where will we live?”
    “There are
homesteads, I’ve heard. Listen. We can’t go back to Europe; the council is too
strong there. If we want to be free we have to head west!”
    Free. She’d
be free from seeing William and his wife. Free from the constant heartbreak of
watching the man she loved with another. And he’d be free of the burden of a
human lover, a secret that threatened his very life. “What are you running
from, Charles?”
    “Toward. I’m
running toward something- someone. I have to find someone.”
    “Is it just
the two of us? What about John and Tabby?”
    “Tabitha
won’t come. John might. I’ve yet to ask.”
    “Fine. When
do we leave?”
    Charles
stood so still in the darkness she almost doubted he was still there.
“Tomorrow. We’ll leave at dusk. They won’t get suspicious until we’re too far
gone.”
    Less than a
day left with William. What was she supposed to do?
    “Don’t tell
Will. You know he’ll try to stop us.”
    She nodded,
holding her hands to her mouth to stifle the sobs.
    Charles sat
on her bed and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her close and
rubbing her back while she wept all over his shirt. When he pulled back, Isabel
didn’t think she could cry another tear for the rest of her life.
    “He might
come around, someday,” Charles said and his fingers trailed off her shoulders.
    And when he
did she might be dead and gone, Isabel thought, but she didn’t speak it aloud.
Instead she only nodded and wiped her eyes. She had chores to get back to.
    William
pulled her from her work a few hours before dawn. She’d dined in silence with
John and Tabby an hour before, and neither of them spoke of Charles plans for
escape. Isabel wondered if he’d asked John to join them or not.
    “No more for
today,” William said and pulled her by the hand into his bedroom.
    She nodded
and set her jaw, determined not to cry. It would only make the whole situation
worse. Instead of speaking, she leaned forward and kissed him, his soft lips
pressing into her with as much need and desire as her own. If they only had one
more night together she wanted to make it memorable.
    Her lips
burned over his cool skin as she nipped at his neck, fingers unbuttoning his
shirt. She kissed over the smoothly muscled skin, licking his pink nipples like
he often did her own. Above her, William gasped, a sound he usually elicited
from her.
    “Isabel,
what’s gotten into you?”
    Without a
word, she unlaced his pants, taking care as she kissed his stomach. His
hardness stood and she tentatively licked the tip. She’d never given him this
kind of attention before, letting him lavish it on her body instead. But
tonight would be different. She’d show him how much she loved him before she
had to leave his side forever.
    William’s
hands caught in her hair as she lowered her mouth around his throbbing member.
The thickness in her mouth, slightly salty, was different from any experience
she’d ever had. The way it beat against her tongue, the feeling of the veins
under her lips and she moved it in and out, licking at the tip each time she
brought her head back. Her own wetness seeped between her legs as she lapped at
the milking substance dripping from his shaft.
    William
groaned, his hands gently caressing her head as she worked him deeper into her
throat. “Wait, I’m going to-”
    His body
trembled and he burst into her mouth, the