Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2)

by Melville, J. A

  He watched her eyes widen before she turned in his arms to look up at him, shock clearly evident on her face. “What the hell Fabian? Move in with you? Are you nuts?”

  At her tone, a mix of both irritation and hurt shot through him. What was so bad about moving in with him? “What’s so crazy about that? You’re pregnant, I’m the father and you should be living with me. I can take care of you, protect you.”

  She laughed. “What are you protecting me from, vampires? You seriously think there’s more that I need protecting from at Cassie’s house than your house?”

  He frowned at her. “Very fucking funny woman but how about the jerk men who try to feel you up at the club? I don’t like that those men touch you, put their hands on you. They don’t have the right. You are mine, people need to remember that.”

  “Bloody hell, ‘You are mine.” She mimicked. “Could you sound any more sexist Fabian? I fail to see how living with you will change anything. They don’t follow me home and how do you propose to stop the ones at the club? Are you going to come to every show and beat their heads in?”

  “If I have to, I will.” He ground out. Damn her, why wasn’t she seeing what a great idea this was. Women, now he understood why he’d stayed clear of them for so fucking long. Sirene was going to drive him crazy.

  She must have sensed he was getting pissed and raised herself on her toes to kiss his cheek. His nostrils flared when her sweet scent floated around him. “Let me think about it.” She said.

  He sighed. Why couldn’t she just say yes? Ok, it wasn’t the ideal situation but it was a big house. She would be able to sleep when she needed to despite him being nocturnal and her not. Her job at the club definitely worked in his favour and had her keeping hours more suited to him, but that might not work when she had the baby. Something told him that babies wouldn’t fit in with his nocturnal lifestyle or Sirene’s daytime one for that matter. It scared the crap out of him to think of a baby. Fuck he’d never even had a pet to care for. How the fuck was he supposed to look after a baby?

  “Are you prepared to accept that I will think about it?” She asked him and he turned his attention back to her.

  “Do I have a choice? Fine but don’t make me wait too long.” He finally ground out before his mind drifted back to Sirene’s condition. How the fuck was he, a fucking vampire going to adapt to being a father? No vampire he’d ever heard of had been in the situation he found himself in.

  He’d vowed to protect Sirene from anyone who might come after her, but who the fuck was going to protect her from him?

  Chapter Twenty One

  Sirene

  I didn’t want to continue with this conversation about moving in with Fabian, not now at least. “I thought you said something about fucking me? Or have you changed your mind? Maybe you’re not in the mood anymore?” I purred, giving him my most seductive look, or at least I hoped it was anyway.

  Desire instantly heated his gaze, but I could see a flash of irritation in his eyes at my words. “Me change my mind Sirene?” He dragged me against him, grinding his rigid cock into me. “Does this feel like I’ve changed my mind?”

  I shivered when I felt him pressing against me. God he was so hard and feeling the cool metal of that piercing of his sent a rush of moisture between my legs.

  Suddenly Fabian swung me into his arms, carrying me to the bed and carefully placed me down. I smiled up at him as he came down on top of me, not allowing his full weight to settle on me. Did he realise he was already treating me like I was fragile?

  “Is this how it’s going to be for the entire pregnancy?” I asked. “I’m not made of glass so there’s no need to treat me like I’m going to break in two.”

  “You’re carrying my child my beauty, and it might have taken a while to penetrate my thick hide, but I am aware that this child is unique, perhaps even a miracle. The opportunity is never going to arise again for me to sire another one now I’m back to being vampire. I need to take care of this child that lies in your womb and not be rough with you.”

  I sighed, loving him for his concern and the turnaround in his behaviour, but feeling frustrated too because I didn’t need to be treated like I would break. “I want you to fuck me Fabian. I love you.” I whispered and he groaned, his lips coming down to claim mine.

  His fingers slipped between my legs, pushing into me before he pulled them out again and smeared the moisture from my pussy over my throbbing clit. “Fuck, you’re so hot and wet.” He growled as he plunged his fingers into me again.

  “I need you inside me Fabian, please, now. I want to feel that piercing rub inside me as you fuck me.” I arched up and heard him chuckle.

  “You only want me for this don’t you?” He grabbed his cock and rubbed the head against me so I could feel that metal rod graze over my skin.

  I smiled, trying not to let him see how affected I was from the sheer size of him and that piercing that could drive all coherent thought from my head. “Well if that’s the case, hurry up and fuck me.” I whispered.

  “Bossy aren’t you.” He growled before parting my legs and driving into me so suddenly, I gave a startled shriek, which rapidly became a sigh of pleasure at finally having him right where I wanted him.

  Fuck he felt so good and I arched under him, gasping when he finally nudged up against my womb. Slowly he pulled back out, then surged forward again, settling into a rhythm of powerful thrusts, but still controlled, still holding back from his usual level of near animalistic sex.

  “Fuck me, harder.” I groaned but he wouldn’t listen to me, just kept going with his steady movements. “Damn you.” I cursed him, arching, up, curling my legs around him, my heels against his ass as I tried to encourage him to move faster, harder.

  “No Sirene, I won’t risk harm to you or our baby. I know I’m quite big and you’re my little scrap, so tiny, petite, I have to be careful with you now.” His voice was strained. “I must confess I so badly wish to feed from you. I haven’t fed since becoming vampire again and…I…want…blood…FUCK!” He shouted, thrusting harder into me before seeming to physically rein himself in again.

  “Feed from me please. I want to be your first meal since your return to vampire. I trust you not to take too much. Please.” I raised my head and kissed his jaw.

  “Fuck Sirene, you tempt me too much.” His fangs descended and I cried out when he bit into my neck. At that first burst of both pain and pleasure, when he punctured my vein and began to drink from me, I climaxed, clamping down hard around him. I felt his movements falter, his control slip momentarily and he moaned against my neck as he fed.

  I’m sure he was still restraining himself because he fed for what seemed like only moments before dragging his teeth from my neck. Curling an arm under me to tilt my hips up to him, he circled his hips, the brush of his piercing triggering little shocks of pleasure within me as I finished riding out my release.

  I clamped down hard around him, determined to break him, wanting to make him lose control. He groaned, his body bowing, grinding harder into me, once, twice, three times and I knew he was teetering on the edge. Again I clenched on him and he reared up on his hands, his eyes wild as he looked down at me.

  “I know what you’re doing and dammit, you win.” He growled, before dropping down on me again. His grip on me tightened and I heard him swear vehemently, just as he began to thrust harder and faster. Finally he’d cracked and he fucked me brutally, his hips like pistons powering that huge cock of his in and out of me.

  I cried out, splintering apart under another surprise orgasm and Fabian’s head flew back, eyes closed, fangs glistening as he started to come. He jerked and shuddered, filling me, cursing me for robbing him of all control. He thrust a few more times, as he emptied out inside me, until finally spent, he collapsed on me. Even then, he only settled on me for a moment before lifting off me and rolling onto his back by my side. For a man or vampire who never gave a shit about anyone, it was obvious that if he continued to treat me like this for
the duration of my pregnancy, I was going to feel very treasured and protected. My big, strong, brooding, arrogant vampire really did love me.

  I shifted onto my side so I could look at him. It was still hard to believe he was back, he was ok, he was mine and almost as if I needed reassurance, I reached out and put my hand on him, tracing over the hardness of his chest, the muscled perfection of his stomach, down to where his cock still rose up hard and glistening from my pussy, that steel rod in the head, glinting.

  Of course now he was vampire again, he’d want to fuck more than once, how could I have forgotten? I curled my hand around him and his eyes met mine. “No my beauty, I will not fuck you repeatedly in case I harm you. It will not kill me to deny myself.”

  I raised an eyebrow at him before rising onto my knees. I didn’t want him denying himself just because I was pregnant. We had fucked repeatedly before I got pregnant and we’d even fucked repeatedly when he was human, since his sex drive had still been greater than average at that time. I didn’t want him potentially looking elsewhere for blood and sex. I only wanted him to want me. Curling a hand around him again I lowered my head and took him deep into my mouth, tasting him, tasting myself on him and when Fabian tried to pull me off him, I held on more firmly. With a low groan deep in his throat, his hand fell away and he let me continue to pleasure him, sucking on him, fucking him with my mouth until I felt him tense and cry out my name, his release pumping into me as I swallowed it hastily and finally with him sated and me exhausted, I fell asleep in his arms.

  Fabian

  “So when are you going to concede defeat and move in with me my beauty?” Fabian asked as he kissed his way down over Sirene’s breasts and stomach, finally parting her legs and licking his way up her seam.

  He waited impatiently for her answer to the question he’d been asking every single day since he’d been turned vampire again and that was a month ago.

  “When are you going to tell your boss you’re pregnant too?” He flicked his tongue over her clit, feeling her jerk and twitch at his touch. “You have a little bump here.” His hand spread over her stomach, feeling the slight curve she now had that she’d never had before. “You can’t keep it from him forever. You know he’s going to figure it out eventually? You are so tiny, so petite that you will show quickly I think.”

  “I will tell him soon ok?” She gasped as he continued to lick his way back and forth between her legs, parting her folds with his tongue and stabbing it inside her as far as he could, feeling her tighten around him, trying to hold him within her. “I’m scared he’ll sack me and I can’t afford not to work.”

  Fabian lifted his head from her. “I’ve told you before I can take care of you and if you move in here; you will not have to pay rent. I can afford to keep you and keep you well.”

  Sirene gave a dramatic sigh. “I’m aware of that, you tell me every time we have this conversation, but I don’t want you to keep me.”

  “I love you and it hurts me that you do not wish to live with me and that you do not seem to grasp how important it is to me to take care of you. I have never felt for another woman, the way I feel for you. I want to protect you and I can do that much better if you are under my roof. Once our child is born, you will not raise him or her in your bedroom at Cassandra’s home and you won’t be able to work for a while. How do you propose to survive financially then when you won’t allow me to help you?”

  “Fabian, please, shut up and fuck me.” She said impatiently, still refusing to just give in to him and allow him to look after her. She was the most frustrating woman, and in a burst of sudden anger, his fangs descended and he bit down into the soft flesh, high up on her inner thigh, forcing a scream from her.

  She bucked under him as he fed, his bite triggering her climax and he felt it wetting his face as he took his fill of blood from her. She was the most frustrating woman at times and he was tempted to take her to the dungeon and lock her up. If he kept her shackled, she couldn’t leave him or work in that club around intoxicated men who tried to put their hands on her. No man other than himself was allowed to touch her, and it angered him that some of the ones in the club felt it was their right to paw her, when she was coming off stage. He’d seen it happen often enough and it had taken all his self-control, plus one look at Sirene’s face and the warning clearly showing in her eyes, for him to restrain himself from smashing the man’s face into the back of his head.

  He moved from between her legs and sat back on his haunches watching her. “Kneel with your hands on the headboard.” He told her quietly and felt a smile tug at his lips at how readily she complied with his request. She was always so eager for sex. She might not be able to be fucked over and over again but it didn’t matter. She never denied him either a fuck or to feed off her but he had insisted on her taking Vitamin B and iron tablets to make up for him feeding exclusively from her.

  “Spread your legs.” He whispered in her ear and she immediately did as he asked. When she was spread and waiting for him, he kneeled behind her and with one hand holding his cock, he guided it to her soaked cunt. He felt her wet heat coat his swollen head as he pressed forward, spearing his way into her, feeling her open to him, taking him deeper.

  Once he was balls deep inside her, he raised his arms to either side of her, curling his hands around the metal bars of the bed. Holding himself still, feeling her tighten around him, he bent forward until his chest rested against her back.

  “Move in with me my beauty.” He whispered in her ear but before she could answer him, he pulled nearly all the way out of her and held himself, barely in her. He smiled to himself when he heard her whimper and felt her wiggle her ass against him, trying to get him to move. With one fluid movement of his hips, he slammed into her, hearing her gasp as she was jolted forward, the rings on her fingers clattering on the steel of the headboard.

  She cried out when he repeated his movements, pulling out and driving hard back in. Over and over he thrust, hearing her gasp and moan as she drew closer to her climax. He built her up, feeling her tighten around him but before she could tip over the edge and come, he stopped. He heard her frustrated growl, chuckling quietly at her reaction. She began to shift restlessly, gyrating and trying to grind her ass into him, desperate to make him start fucking her again. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her still, denying her what she badly wanted. It was what he badly wanted too. It was an exercise in torture to hold back when his body screamed at him to thrust, but he was determined to break her and bend her to his will.

  “Damn you Fabian. Please, fuck me. Don’t do this, fuck me.” Her voice held a note of desperation.

  “You want me to fuck you my beauty? Well move in with me and I’ll fuck you every night if you want it.” He growled the words in her ear.

  “Fabian, fuck, fuck, don’t do this, damn you.”

  He started moving again, thrusting with long, deep, steady strokes, tilting his hips until his piercing dragged its way inside her, grazing against her in that way he knew drove her crazy with lust. Going by her long sobbing moans, he was hitting the spot and when he felt her tightening, about to climax, he stopped again, grinding his teeth down hard at the torture he was putting himself through to make her comply with his wishes.

  “Damn you, you bastard, stop it. Fine, fine, fuck you; I’ll make you regret you ever fucking well asked. I’ll move in with you. Now stop it and fuck me.” She snapped impatiently.

  Fabian chuckled in her ear. “That’s such terrible language coming from your mouth my beauty. What’s wrong? Do you want to come? Aren’t you simply enjoying the closeness we have? It’s nice isn’t it? Maybe we could just snuggle instead?” He teased her, thoroughly enjoying himself despite the denial he was suffering too.

  Another string of expletives poured from her mouth and he laughed louder before bending to nibble down the side of her neck. Lifting his hands again to the metal rail on the headboard of the bed, he pushed forward, sliding into her, slowly, smoothly, teasing her and driv
ing his control to near breaking point.

  Slowly he increased his pace, thrusting steadily, deeply listening as Sirene’s breathing began to hitch, her walls closing around him and he knew she was close to coming. Now he’d forced her to agree to move in with him, he would let her come. As he began to move even faster he lowered his lips to her neck, his fangs descending. With a low growl he thrust hard, just as he bit down and her warm blood began to flow into his mouth.

  He only took a few mouthfuls from her, but it was enough to push Sirene over the edge. Screaming his name, she shattered around him, squeezing him intimately. He felt the warmth of her release soak his cock and it was enough to break the last of his tenuous control. Gripping the metal frame of the bed even harder, he ground into her, his movements jerky as he exploded, coming hard, his head back, shouting out her name as he emptied into her, over and over.

  Once he was done, he bit into his wrist and held his bleeding arm to her. “Drink from me my beauty, please to heal the puncture marks from my fangs. I don’t wish for you to look like a pincushion because of me.”

  He felt her lips close over his wound and she drank until he pulled away from her. Gently he pulled his softening cock from her and lowered himself to the mattress, bringing her with him. His eyes lifted to the mirror above his bed and met Sirene’s. She was glaring at him and he couldn’t help himself, he smiled at her.

  His little witch was fuming, that much was obvious. Seeing the anger flashing in her eyes only made his smile wider. Maybe pissing her off wasn’t a wise idea, but he was determined to have her come and live with him so he could protect her, and there was nothing he wouldn’t have done to get his own way.

  Sirene

  ‘Damn Fabian’ I silently cursed him as I lay by his side struggling to get my breath back under control. Damn him being vampire. He was just lying there, quietly, too damned quietly while I puffed and wheezed.