Today I’m giving you this sexy free read from The Vampire’s Consort. I loved Eliza and Adrian’s story. I also loved Adrian’s friend Jamie who you meet in later chapters. I plan on giving Jamie his own sexy story later this year! For now, your first peek (big pun intended) at The Vampire’s Consort.

Excerpt

WARNING: This excerpt is intended for mature audiences only!
Chapter 1

The first time Eliza had realized the moan was one of pleasure and not pain, she should have walked away from the peephole.

But she hadnâ€™t.

The peephole had been placed in the wall after a so-called Slayer had tried to stake her master. Adrian had subdued the overly eager and decidedly naÃ¯ve young woman. In time, the Slayer had come to realize that Adrian was not only one of the white hats, but an excellent lay.

Despite the truce struck with the Slayer, Adrian had decided that the peephole was necessary for safetyâ€™s sake along with the loaded tranquilizer gun in Elizaâ€™s nightstand.

Luckily sheâ€™d not had a reason to use the gun, but the peephole had been another thing. Peering in it had almost become an obsession.

She used it way too often, drawn to it by the sight of Adrian and his lovers. Unable to yank herself away from her gorgeous master as he pleasured yet another willing woman before taking his sip of their blood as compensation for the wicked satisfaction they found in his arms.

Eliza imagined herself in those arms more than she should.

It was wrong, she knew. She was here to serve Adrian and keep his home, not to love him. But after nearly two hundred years of being his consort, it was hard to deny that was exactly what had happened.

Eliza had fallen in love with Adrian.

She loved him and lusted for him, she thought as she peered through the peephole once again and watched him move over the body of his latest companion.

The young woman was a lithe strawberry blonde with surgically amplified breasts that barely moved as she lay on the bed with Adrianâ€™s big body snuggled between her long thin legs. Tanned skin which would one day be leathery contrasted sharply with Adrianâ€™s pale alabaster perfection.

As Adrian lowered his head to suckle her breasts, Elizaâ€™s nipples tightened in response and her sex grew heavy and damp with need.

Bracing one hand on the wall, she tugged at the belt for her robe. The silk fabric fell open and even that subtle movement of smoothness against her body dragged a breathy sigh from her as she imagined it was Adrianâ€™s skin along hers.

She reached up, stroking the hard nub of her nipple in time to Adrianâ€™s movements. Mimicking his actions as he loved the woman wrapping her legs around him and urging him on with loud almost theatrical moans.

Sucking in a rough breath of her own, Eliza plucked at her nipples until the empty throb between her legs became nearly unbearable.