“I suppose you think you won that round.” I grumbled and watched as the far too sexy smug bastard rolled towards me grinning.
“You agreed to move in with me Sirene, are you going to go back on your word so soon?” He raised his eyebrows questioningly at me.
I sighed, staring into his pale eyes. Damn him for making me want him and damn him for being able to get what he wanted, even if his method was a little underhanded. I should cast a spell on him as punishment.
Something must have shown on my face because his eyes widened, then narrowed as he studied me. “Please don’t tell me you’re thinking up spells for rotting penises or something of equally horrendous value right now?”
The look on his face was my undoing and I burst out laughing. “You have no idea how tempting it is but you’re lucky I love you and don’t wish to harm you. Given your penis and its piercing bring me so much pleasure; it would be foolish of me to cast a rotting spell upon it now wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t that be the classic cutting off my nose to spite my face behaviour? I was going to agree to move in with you anyway, but you had to be impatient and force my hand in it. I just hope you know what you’re doing wanting a vampire and human living together. We run on different schedules Fabian.”
“I love you my beauty and we can work around the different sleep patterns. We do it now; why would it be any different when we’re living together? Now if you would only quit your job then everything would be perfect.”
I gaped at him. “That might be perfect for you, but it wouldn’t be for me. I like my job and if Tony doesn’t fire me for being pregnant, then eventually I’ll just ask for fewer gigs.”
“You are so stubborn and frustrating. That dungeon is sounding more and more appealing.” He threatened.
“You would lock me up to get your own way? You have to accept that you won’t always get things the way you want them Fabian.”
“I just want to take care of you. For centuries I never gave a shit about anything or anyone and then I met you. Trust me, if you were to ask the others they would all tell you, they have never seen me this way with a woman before. Plus you are expecting my child, a child that will never have a sibling, certainly not fathered by me anyway, given I’m vampire so it should not surprise you that I want to keep you near and protect you from anything or anyone who could bring you harm.”
My heart contracted at his words. He really did love me and I understood what he was saying. He’d found love, a man who never expected to. He was in all reality a man who had very little respect for women. He’d admitted that. He fucked them and left them and he’d done that for centuries until me.
His behaviour was both sweet, something I’d never admit to him, but it was a little too much as well. He could be too intense, frustratingly intense in fact. A few hours singing several nights a week were not a threat to me.
“You do realise lots of women continue to work while pregnant? My job isn’t even that taxing. Singing for a couple of hours a few nights a week isn’t exactly going to take its toll on me.” I tried to reason with him.
“Maybe not my beauty, but you’re on your feet for several hours, and I don’t like that other men in the club put their hands on you. They don’t have the right. They need to know that you are mine and if I have to beat that into every single one of them I will.” He growled and I burst out laughing.
“You are such an idiot.” I leaned in to kiss him.
“Do not call me an idiot.” He growled suddenly lunging at me, rolling me over onto my back before his lips crashed down on mine.
At the touch of his lips and his hands roaming over my body, everything we’d been saying was wiped from my mind and all I could focus on was the touch, the smell, the feel of Fabian.
Fabian
Fabian paced restlessly up and down in front of the stage as Sirene sang. His eyes constantly shifted up to hers before running down her body, as she moved around on stage. She was dressed in a silver dress, sleeveless, short, too short for a pregnant woman to be wearing and her feet in shoes too high for a pregnant woman to be standing in.
He snarled, just wanting to drag her off the stage and take her home where no other eyes besides his could look at her. He couldn’t though; instead he was forced to control himself and not frighten her fans with his possessive behaviour, but she brought out every damn emotion in him and all at once.
He was torn between wanting to tear the throats out of every man in the room who was looking at her with lust in their eyes. She was his and he hated having to share her. He hated that others saw her beauty, heard that angelic voice of hers. He just wanted to throw her over his shoulder and storm out of the club, take her home, to bed and fuck her senseless, but no, he had to control his natural instincts and settle for watching her and making sure no one put a hand on her.
He just had to get through another hour or so and then he could take Sirene home, but only after she’d spoken to her boss. Tonight, finally, 7 weeks after he’d been returned to vampire, she was going to tell Terry that she was pregnant. It was about time given she had a little bump now. It wasn’t obvious to all, but it sure as hell was obvious to him. His child was making his or her presence known.
Fabian was torn. A part of him hoped Terry wouldn’t want her to perform any more and then he could keep her home and safe. She might be human and a witch living in a house of vampires, but everyone knew not to lay a single finger on her if they didn’t want to die. She was safer in his home than anywhere else.
Then the other side of him didn’t want to see her heartbroken that she could no longer do what she loved to do, to sing. Still watching her perform, seeing how beautiful she looked and noticing that nearly every male eye was on her, many looking like they wanted in her pants made him glad he was dead. If his heart had still been beating, the stress of worrying about keeping men away from her and coping with his anger and jealousy would have given him a heart attack for sure.
As soon as Sirene finished her last song of the night, he was at the stairs to take her hand and help her down them. Just to make it perfectly clear to any man watching that she was his, he lowered his head and closed his lips over hers, kissing her passionately, even bending her over his arm with a dramatic flourish.
She gave him a knowing smirk when he finally stood her upright again. “You can stop with the whole claiming your territory Fabian, unless you’d like to piss on my leg just so you can really mark me? I think everyone knows I’m with you now. What with the constant glaring at everyone as you paced up and down in front of the stage, your hands balled into fists all night and looking like you were going to take out anyone who so much as looked at me, it kind of gave it away.” She reached up and kissed his jaw.
“Come on witch and I can’t piss on you. I’m vampire; we don’t ‘piss.” He grinned at her smart mouth, before leading her through the crowds until they got out into the gaming room. That was the area she preferred to go after performing, to get a drink and a little peace and quiet. He didn’t give her a chance to stop though and kept leading her towards the staff area.
“Hang on Fabian. I want a drink.” She tried to pull her hand from his but he wouldn’t release her.
“Do you want a drink or you’re trying to stall telling Terry what’s going on?” He asked.
“Tell me what’s going on? What is going on?” Terry’s voice snapped both their heads around.
“Now is your chance my beauty.” Fabian pushed Sirene towards her employer. “You needed to speak with your boss, so now’s your chance.” He said, ignoring the death look she was shooting him. Her eyes were flashing and for a brief moment he wondered if she might give him that rotting penis after all. The thought made him grin to himself. Once upon a time having a witch in his life would have scared the crap out of him, but he had to believe that although she was very powerful, she did love him too, so hopefully she would spare him becoming a slug.
“Come Sirene my dear, into my office and you tell me what’s bothering y
ou. I can see it on your face.” He beckoned to her and she shot Fabian one more look before disappearing into the office with her boss and the door was closed leaving him to sit outside and wait.
Chapter Twenty Two
Sirene
I sat down nervously in Terry’s office and waited while he took a seat behind his desk, all the time cursing Fabian for pushing me into this. I would have been happy to stall for as long as possible but my vampire had other ideas for me, so here I was.
“So what’s wrong with my star performer?” He asked and I couldn’t help smiling at his words.
“I’m your only performer.” I pointed out dryly. “Although that might be about to change since I…I…well…I…” I stammered.
“Oh for crying out loud woman, spit it out.” He interrupted my stammering.
“I’m pregnant.” I spat the words out quickly before I could overthink it and not say what I had to say. “I’m sorry but I don’t want to lose my job. I love singing here. I really want to keep working but you might not want a pregnant singer and…and…” I suddenly felt tears well in my eyes.
Terry put his hands up in front of him. “Girl, calm down. Geez, don’t cry on me. I’m no good with a woman and tears. I’m not going to fire you. You bring me a lot of business to the club and I’m not an idiot. Why would you think I’d get rid of you? You do need to tell me when you want fewer gigs though. I’m not going to be responsible for working you into the ground. I think that big oaf outside would rip my head fair off my shoulders.” He grinned and I laughed despite my tears. Fabian would love being referred to as a big oaf.
“Thank you Terry and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner but I was scared. This job means everything to me and I’d hate to not have it anymore. I’ll take care of the big oaf, its ok.”
“So when are you due?” He asked and I shrugged.
“I’m not sure. I haven’t had any check-up yet. I don’t think I have long until I can have an ultrasound. I’m about 14 weeks, something like that, I’m…..” I fell silent when Terry interrupted me.
“What? You haven’t had a doctor check you yet? Why on earth not? You’re pregnant. You’re supposed to get regular checks. My wife did with our two. For crying out loud woman, go to a doctor.” He roared excitedly.
Suddenly the door flew open and Fabian looking ready to murder someone burst into the room, his eyes flashing angrily until he saw us. He frowned, his gaze darting between Terry and me, a look of confusion spreading across his face and I smiled reassuringly at him.
“Are you ok my beauty? I thought I heard yelling.”
“That was me telling off your lady for having not been to see a doctor yet. She should be having regular check-ups but she’s just told me she hasn’t even had one yet, is this true?” Terry raised a questioning eyebrow at the pair of us.
“Sirene? Why am I only just now hearing you should be having check-ups?” Fabian’s accusing eyes turned on me. Great, I thought. Now I had both men giving me grief.
“I don’t know. I’m not used to being pregnant ok? This is my first time. Plus it’s still early. I’ll make an appointment to go soon.” My eyes shifted between the two men. “Is that acceptable to both of you?” I asked sweetly and Fabian flashed me an irritated look at my tone.
“Have you finished with her?” He asked Terry and when my boss nodded, he came around to take my hand and pulled me to my feet. “I’ll make sure she makes that appointment. Good night.” He threw over his shoulder, as he dragged me out the door.
“So do you remember the date of your last period?” The doctor asked as he positioned the stethoscope over my slightly curved stomach and listened. “Oh there we are. I can hear the heartbeat.”
I glanced over at Fabian who was sitting by my side looking far too tense for a vampire. He looked absolutely gorgeous of course, dressed in black jeans and a tight fitting black t-shirt which hugged every single one of those amazing muscles of his.
He was uncomfortable I could tell. It was broad daylight, the only time I could get the doctor’s appointment so I knew my poor man was not only tired since he’d normally be sleeping now, but he’d still suffered some irritation getting here from the sun shining on him. The tattoo on his neck stopped him literally bursting into flames, but prolonged exposure to the sun still caused his skin to sting. The best way he could describe it to me was like being severely sunburned although; he didn’t have any redness at all.
I reached out and curled my fingers around his arm which made his eyes shift to mine. I poured as much concern; sympathy and love for him as I could into my gaze, seeing the smallest of smiles touch his lips before he wrapped his long fingers around mine, squeezing my hand in his. He raised it to his lips and kissed it, his touch causing the usual shiver through me. He had such a profound effect on me and I wondered if it would always be like this.
“Would you like to hear your baby’s heartbeat?” The doctor asked and we turned to him. “My guess is from the information you’ve given me that you are due in five months’ time.” He scanned some special calendar he picked up off his desk. “That would make your due date about May the 10th.”
I glanced over at Fabian and smiled. He was looking impatient and I knew he just wanted the doctor to get on with letting us hear our child’s heartbeat. As if to confirm what I was thinking, he asked when we could hear the heartbeat, and the doctor hurried to put some instrument on my stomach.
We heard some loud crackling as the doctor shifted the instrument around and then all of a sudden a clear, regular but quite rapid thumping sound filled the room. “There you go, there’s your baby’s heartbeat.” The doctor smiled.
I felt tears fill my eyes when I heard the beat of our child’s heart and Fabian’s grip on my hand tightened. When I looked up at him, I could have sworn I saw a glassy look in his eyes but when I looked again, it was gone. I must have imagined it. Given his anger when he first found out I was pregnant, I couldn’t imagine him getting teary over the sound of our child’s heartbeat, although, to be fair, he’d been nothing but attentive and caring since that night he’d died and been turned vampire again.
“We need to make an appointment for you to come in for a scan Ms Devereaux . I want you to come back here in three weeks ok?”
“She’ll be here.” Fabian said before I could answer.
The doctor made an appointment on his laptop and with instructions about getting rest, eating well etc, we were free to go. I rushed Fabian out to the car, aware of the grimace of pain on his face when the bright summer sun burned him and I heard his low groan of relief when we were finally in the car and heading back to his home.
Three Weeks Later
Fabian
“Fuck…my…beauty…but…pregnancy…has…certainly…made…you…insatiable.” Fabian ground out between forceful thrusts as he drove into her. Fuck she was so wet and she was so damned horny. She was making demands on him all the time. Hell, he wasn’t complaining, but she was certainly giving him lengthy workouts. He was starting to feel like the stud animal, purely here to service his little witch.
“Stop complaining and fuck me.” She gasped and he grinned before pulling out of her, chuckling when she protested. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Demanding aren’t you?” He growled as he lay down beside her. “Get on me witch, fuck me. You ride me as fast or as slow as you want.”
She scrambled up and straddled him, one hand reaching down to grab his rigid cock. Holding it against her wet heat, she slowly lowered herself until he was buried deep inside her again. He watched her face and the myriad of emotions that crossed it as she began to roll her hips, grinding down on him. Lowering his eyes to where their bodies were joined, he watched himself sliding in and out of her. He was all wet and glistening from her, he could see.
Sirene’s head rolled back, her eyes closing, lips parting as she rose and lowered on him. She was getting off on his piercing, she loved it and he knew that. It was something else to watch her th
ough, with her erect nipples, each puckered peak a deep pink from the blood that filled them, as her excitement grew. Her cheeks were flushed and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer before he saw the rosy hue spread over her chest when she came.
His gaze moved down her body and he reached out, needing to touch everywhere his eyes had been. As he ran his fingers down her neck, over each breast, cupping them briefly before moving on down her, he gently brushed his palms over the curve of her stomach, feeling the firmness of it, where their child lay, safe in her womb.
Suddenly he needed to drink from her, just a little sip. He didn’t want to take too much. She was growing their child, she needed to put everything into that. He had learned to drink from her in a series of small sips, rather than taking too much from her in one feed. With his fangs already descending, he reached up, pulling her down towards him. One hand scooped her mane of raven hair to the side, exposing her neck to him, and with a low groan, he bit down, feeling the familiar pop as he pierced her vein and her warm blood began to fill his mouth.
She cried out, her internal muscles squeezing him and he groaned, biting harder which dragged a half sob, half cry from her before her orgasm broke. A flood of warmth flowed around his cock and out of her, soaking his balls. Fabian pulled his teeth from her neck and groaned again when he felt her coming all over him. She was beautiful when she came and she always came so spectacularly. Seeing her come undone stretched his self-control nearly to breaking point; he felt like he was about to explode. Frantically he bucked under her, thrusting up, needing her to move so he could follow her and find his release.
“My beauty, ride me, come on, don’t you go quiet on me now.” He grabbed her hips, desperation in his tone, as he lifted her, trying to get her moving. Her response was to collapse on his chest, panting and he growled. He could feel tiny ripples still moving along the length of his cock, but it wasn’t enough to make him come, he needed her to move. Tilting her chin to him, he could see her sleepy, sated expression and he nearly howled with frustration. He wanted to fuck, she wanted to sleep.
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