were the only ones who knew it.
By carrying the third mark, heâd willingly accepted the fact that the end of her life would be the end of his. The mark linked their physical flesh irrevocably. Some felt it even linked them spiritually, such that whatever the vampireâs destiny in the afterlife, the servant followed. That was the way he wanted it to be, because she wasnât going anywhere without him. Her desire to protect those in her Region and the society sheâd helped build was now her primary concern, and heâd sworn to make it his as well. He just didnât mention he was going to have two first priorities, one of them being to see if there was a way to save her life.
Jacob purchased coffee and a couple of donuts to compensate for his late night with his Mistress while waiting outside Debra and Brianâs hotel. He didnât have long to wait. Debra headed out around nine oâclock and walked seven blocks to the library, carrying a stack of books. Jacob followed at a distance, wanting to approach her when she was inside the building.
He found her curled up in a comfortable chair in a secluded corner. While an open scientific journal and notebook with scribbled calculations were open on her lap like a security blanket spread across her legs, he was bemused to see she was reading a romance novel. As he took a seat in the chair across from hers, pulling it close enough for a discreet conversation, she closed the paperback, eyeing him warily.
From the color in her cheeks, he was sure she was remembering the dinner party where theyâd recently met. Servants provided sexual entertainment for their vampire Masters and Mistresses at such gatherings, so at one point heâd had his hand deep inside of Debra, her pussy clutching his fingers as she screamed out her climax. While Brian, her Master, suckled the taut points of her breasts, Jacobâs Mistress had watched it all, drawing in the energy like blood.
Such was a human servantâs life. Dry cleaning, home repair, gardening. Arranging a table centerpiece and then replacing that centerpiece to perform as a sex slave in front of dinner guests. All in a dayâs work.
âAre you doing well?â Seeing the trepidation in her face, his reassuring tone was instinctive.
Some of her apprehension appeared to recede. âYes. Thank you. Iâ¦What are you doing here? Is Lady Lyssa displeased with my Master? Or is there something we may do for her? We leave tomorrow for Alabama, but Iâm sure heâll be happy toââ
Jacob shook his head. âIâm not here in an official capacity. Iâm here for myself. Servant to servant. I was wondering if you could answer some questions I have.â He leaned forward, clasping his hands loosely between his splayed knees. âI hope I didnât hurt you the other night. Iâm new to this, andâ¦â
âIâve been Brianâs servant for four years,â she admitted, dropping her gaze to worry the corner of the book with a short nail. âThat was the first timeâ¦Iâd heard of it, of course. Itâs considered standard practice to use human servants for thatâ¦butâ¦I was Brianâs lab assistant before I became his servant and heâ¦I guess for the most part itâs just the two of us and the research. Of course, he hasâ¦â The color deepened in her cheeks. âBut nothing like that. I guess Iâd rationalized it. You know, two lab partners blowing off stress at the end of a long research session, but of course, when it happens, itâs nothing like that. I mean, heâs utterly brilliant, but when that part of him rises, I mean, the vampire partâ¦â
Now she did flush all the way to her roots. Jacob bit back a grin. Beneath the pretty exterior, she was a stammering science geek. âHe becomes something out ofâ¦wellâ¦â She raised the romance novel. Registering his amusement, she shook