by Siren Allen
“I’m sorry you had to see this,” Faede said softly to her mate, her eyes still swirling.
Jude saw she felt guilty about her ability to snatch souls, but to do so in front of her mate made her feel ashamed. Bruce gathered her into his arms and pressed his face into her hair murmuring ‘things will be okay, we are free now.’
“Everything is not okay,” a voice called down from the top of the mansion. Lana sat perched on her roof, her legs crossed and her red hair slung over her shoulder in one large braid.
“Did you really think you would be able to escape me so easily? Juju, you really planned to leave me and for her.”
Lana shook her head in disapproval. “I am so disappointed in you. Bruce, you’re willing to leave me and my home after everything I’ve done for you? You both are breaking my heart, but since I love you in my own way, I will let you live. However, your women have to die.”
Bruce hissed and pushed Faede behind him while Jude growled teleporting in front of Carissa to protect her from Lana. He was glad he could teleport again. Once they were free, he would teleport him and his mate somewhere safe. Lana laughed at their efforts.
“You protect in vain, but it’s okay. You may all die together.” Lana bared her fangs and disappeared.
Everyone tensed waiting to see where she would reappear.
She didn’t show herself.
“Where did she go?” Carissa asked Jude, turning her back to his and releasing energy into her fingertips. They all came together in a circle, staring up into the sky, looking for Lana.
“Maybe, we should leave,” Faede said, her eyes swirled as she prepared to fight for the one she loved.
“Head to the gate,” Bruce said. “Once we are outside of the gate, I can teleport us to a spot I know where we’ll be safe.” The group made their way to the gate, but stopped when they heard laughter off in the distance.
“She’s playing with us.” Jude pulled at the chain on the gate, but it wouldn’t come off. He lifted the chain and let his mate squeeze through the opening and he slid out after her. Next, Faede slid out and stood by Jude, while her mate squeezed his big body through the gate. The sound of laughter drew nearer.
“Let’s say a protection spell, so she can’t follow us,” Faede said to Carissa.
“She will find a powerful witch to break it.”
“She would have to find a witch first and this will give us time to get far away. Come on, Carissa, I can’t do this without you.”
“Okay, let’s do this. First, we need for Cole to make it to this side of the gate.”
“Hurry up, Cole,” Faede cried, when the vampire put one leg through the opening. Faede and Carissa chanted. Once Cole was through, they all could disappear.
“Cole,” Carissa yelled when Lana appeared behind him.
Carissa and Faede screamed racing towards him. Jude and Bruce disappeared and reappeared outside of the gate. “Take my hand!” Jude yelled, putting his hand through the gate. Cole made the mistake of turning around to see what it was they were looking at.
* * * *
Behind him, Lana stood with both wrists slit and blood dripping to the ground. Cole’s mouth watered. Seeing so much sweet blood going to waste made him slide his body back into the gate. Jude grabbed his shoulder and tried to pull him back out, but he shook the demon off him and walked towards Lana. Beside Lana stood a ghoul with blood dripping from its claw; Cole knew he needed to leave; Lana’s blood was spilled. Yet, her blood called to him and he must answer.
“Come, my pet,” Lana called to him. “Your friends will return; they will have to in order to try and free you. They are noble Immortals. Even the bitch I mistook for a mortal will return to try and free you. So, don’t fret, they will join you soon.”
She smiled at him seductively while she walked backward, leading him back into the prison she called home. Cole followed her, the sweet scent of her blood called to him. He heard his friends screaming for him to stop, but their words didn’t penetrate the fog surrounding his brain. All of his energy and thought focused on one thing, Lana’s blood.
His fangs escaped his gums and itched with the need to pierce her skin. He hungered for only one drop of the life fluid leaving her body. He heard the pulse in her veins. So thirsty, friends didn’t matter; his thirst was all that mattered. He followed her all the way to the front door and inside. Dropping to his knees in front of her, the door closed behind him, he was her prisoner again.
* * * *
“Cole!” Jude screamed, watching the doors slam shut behind his new friend.
“We have to go in and get him,” Faede said. “We can’t leave him here.”
“We have to get you two to safety.” Jude looked from his mate to Faede.
“Then, Bruce and I will come back for Cole.” Jude didn’t want to say if Cole was still alive, but it was exactly what he was thinking.
“We have to go, her blood was spilled and her brother will be here soon,” Bruce said. The group came closer to him and they all held hands, letting Bruce teleport them to safety.
He teleported them to an abandoned cabin. “We can rest here until we figure out what we need to do next.”
Bruce closed all of the blinds. Jude heard screams of agony, some louder than others. He didn’t know exactly where they were coming from, but he sensed they were near the Pit, the center of the Dark Realm where condemned souls spent eternity.
“Does Lana know about this place?” Jude walked from room to room, making sure no one else was here.
“No, this is where I lived before Lana and her brother captured me.”
Jude heard the shame in the vampire’s voice, so he didn’t ask any more questions.
“It’s not much. There are only two rooms. We’ll take one, you two take the other,” Bruce said to Jude and Carissa.
Jude walked up behind Carissa and wrapped his hands around her waist.
“This escape is bitter sweet,” she said.
Jude nodded his head.
Faede wiped a tear from her eye. “We will get him back. I know it. I can feel it. I think he is part of the bigger picture.”
Jude had no idea what she meant, but he trusted her. Somehow, they would get him back before it was too late. Carissa laid her head back against his chest.
“I think I need to rest,” she said.
“I think we all need to rest,” Jude said, escorting his mate to a bedroom.
“See you in the morning,” Faede yelled.
“You, too,” his mate replied.
“What’s wrong?” He asked her once he closed the door.
Carissa looked around the dusty room; there was no furniture, no bed for her to lie down. Jude kicked a torn teddy bear out the way, and then sat down on the floor. Carissa sat in between his legs and rested against his chest.
“I’ll help you find Cole, but I have a coven in turmoil I must return to. I can’t stay away from them long.”
“I go wherever you go,” he said and Carissa released her pent up breath. She lay back against him. Jude rubbed his hands up and down her arms. They sat that way for a while, not talking; both of them mentally replaying what took place at the prison. He would help free Cole, then he would help his mate, and then he would help his cursed friends.
Jude tensed when he heard a door opening and closing.
“What is it?” Carissa straddled him and unbuttoned his pants. “I hope I don’t seem to forward, but I need to do something to get my mind off everything.”
“Nothing,” Jude replied, helping her get his pants unbuttoned. “It was Bruce and Faede entering the other room.”
“I didn’t hear a sound,” Carissa said, sliding him into her body.
“That’s what I’m here for,” Jude moaned, while she rode him slowly, lifting her body up then sliding back down.
“I’m here to protect you,” he moaned. She put her hands on the wall behind his head. Jude gripped both of her breasts, licking one then the other. Carissa groaned, increasing h
er speed. They both needed this form of comfort. Jude massaged her breast and licked the valley in between them.
Carissa shivered. “Do you think we are going to get Cole out alive?”
Jude released his mate’s breast and brought her lips to his. He kissed her deeply, making her forget the question she asked. He slid his hands down her body and palmed her hips, lifting her up and down on his cock. He increased his speed, distracting her with pleasure. Tonight, he wanted to comfort her, tomorrow they would return to Lana’s hell. His mate moaned, the sound was music to his ears.
His tracker senses picked up on the muffled moans coming from the room next to him. He shut them out of his mind while he loved his mate. Tonight, they would love and be loved. Tomorrow, they would battle for the lives of their friends.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hi, my name is Siren Allen. I’m a writer and lover of all things erotic and romantic. I reside in southern Mississippi where I write steamy romances that are guaranteed to make you blush.
When I’m not listening to the characters in my head and jotting down their adventures, I am busy working as a Clinical Laboratory Technician. I love to travel, preferably with my husband, so he can do all of the driving. I enjoy time with my family, who are just as silly as I am. I have no children…yet. Wish me luck!
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