Diane Whiteside - Texas Vampires 02 by Bond of Fire

Author:Bond of Fire
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-04-20T16:32:08+00:00

PART THREE

THE NEW WORLD

TWELVE

COMPOSTELA RANCH, TEXAS HILL COUNTRY OUTSIDE AUSTIN, TEXAS, MAY, PRESENT DAY

Celeste inhaled deeply, filling herself with Don Rafael’s scent. Soon she’d have the man himself inside her again, thank God, and her long crusade would be over.

Leader of the oldest esfera in North America, he was probably the richest of all patrones. Even better, he was built like a god and could fuck better than a stable of boy toys. Every instant of the Mardi Gras they’d spent together was etched into her memory as sheer sexual perfection. Decades of loneliness finally ended when she’d met her match in sexuality and ruthlessness.

He also trained his men to be both disciplined and sensual, like his beautiful alferez mayor—his military commander. Ah, those few hours when Templeton had left his duties and joined them during those marvelous weeks…

She’d worked long and hard these past decades to regain Don Rafael’s attention. She’d become the New Orleans patrona and mastered every other esfera between Miami and Memphis, Washington and New Orleans. A mighty vampiro army trembled at her slightest whim, led by her enforcer, the former Bayou Butcher who’d escaped from Angola Prison’s legendary Death Row.

It wasn’t until she ruled the entire Southeastern United States that she received an invitation to visit Don Rafael’s Texas home. Now that she stood within two steps of him, merde, but her pussy was weeping for him!

They stood outside one of the many long, low buildings at his private mountaintop estate, an isolated place that reeked of animals despite a few gardens and fountains. An enormous group of armed men surrounded them, as was customary when two patrones visited each other. They were all his, of course, except for Georges Devol, her devoted alferez mayor.

Don Rafael had summarily evicted Beau, her little, blond boy toy before they’d been able to enjoy a ménage à trois.

Pity; she’d wanted Beau to keep an eye on Jean-Marie St. Just, Don Rafael’s heraldo, chief diplomat, and definitely the same British spy she’d met in Madrid two centuries ago. There he stood, looking so suave with his Gucci suit and impassive expression—except for the glittering eyes, which always knew exactly where she was, damn him! He probably knew she’d been a double agent back then. But he’d never mentioned it to her, and she had more important things to contemplate now. She could have him killed once she and Don Rafael were united.

She’d dressed to display her suitability as an ally, of course—in gold brocade with her favorite ruby necklace emphasizing the deep neckline. God willing he’d quickly ease her breasts out into his big hands and apply his talented mouth…

Celeste gulped and reminded herself that Don Rafael unaccountably insisted on carnal relations only in private. He’d have to move to her beloved New Orleans once they were united, of course. The ranch might be comfortable for horses—merde, how could he pay so much attention to beasts!—but it didn’t compare to the French Quarter for excitement.

“Mon chéri, I am delighted to finally visit your home,” she purred.

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