Paying the Pirate (Crescent City #1.5)

Untitled Part 2

Jude took another gulp of the rum laced with blood. She’d had hundreds of lovers in the decades since their breakup, but no one aroused her mind and body like the energy vampire. And no amount of sex, blood, or alcohol could fill the void left in Jude’s heart when her one true love abandoned her.

Sabine entered the bedroom dragging the human. Her ebony hair hung in a thick braid exposing the tender skin of her elegant neck. The carotid artery pulsed in a dance that made Jude’s mouth water.

Jude needed to squelch the tiny glimmer of hope for a re-conciliation Sabine had ignited. She used the chain to haul the human to the bed, and straddled him. The man’s heart beat frantically in his chest with terror, but Jude compelled him. She slid her tongue into his mouth and ground her pelvis against his cock until it rose to full mast.

The energy vampire stood, arms crossed. “If you wanted me only to watch, you could have simply sent me a DVD of your performance.” Her voice came out flat like she was discussing how to employ a sextant for navigating the seas.

A combination of rage and lust burned its way down Jude’s spine. She shoved the human aside and stalked toward the energy vampire. “How dare you be indifferent?” She slapped Sabine and raised her hand to deliver another blow.

A red blotch marred the ivory creaminess of Sabine’s cheek and tears gathered in the corners of her gray eyes, but she made no move to deflect the next strike.

They’d hurt each other enough. Jude dropped her hand to capture the end of Sabine’s braid, removed the fastener, and unwound the silky dark strands. Unbound, the waves framed the energy vampire’s patrician features.

Sabine leaned forward to deliver a kiss full of regret and promise. After unfastening the remaining buttons, she slid off Jude’s shirt, nuzzling and teasing each of her breasts in turn.

After being adrift for years in a sea of sadness, Jude’s anchor had returned. She fervently wished the night would never end.

“Now we’re talking. Girl on girl action.” Doug stroked his erection.

The energy vampire reached over to place her palm on the human’s forehead. When he slumped against the pillows, she shoved him off the bed. He landed on the hardwood floor with a thump.

Jude gave a husky laugh. “Nice trick.”

“You kept Jolly Roger.” Sabine lifted the nineteenth century ivory phallus from its stand and wiped off the thin film of dust. “Let me settle my debt then we can talk.” She climbed onto the bed and crooked her finger.

Jude sashayed to the bed and lay down. Nipples hard and a moistness between her thighs, her body hummed with anticipation.

“Trust me?” Sabine pulled a long pink ribbon from her pocket and tied one end to the bed post.

Jude would rather walk the plank than relinquish control, but she gritted her teeth and allowed herself to be bound.