Passion And Fire (Passion #4) (9 page)

While they waited for Chloe to come back downstairs, Damien paced restlessly around the house. Fabian and Sirene spoke with Cassie but he knew they’d put both Chloe and Cassie under mind control before they spoke to Flame. His sire wouldn’t want them to be a part of the conversation. They had no idea they were vampires. In all the time they’d known them; they’d never acted suspicious of them or questioned them in any way which was surprising. Ok, for the most part they acted human, but the nocturnal visits, the constant refusal of coffee, drinks, snacks and not once had one of them asked to use the bathroom. Maybe others might have wondered what was going on but not Cassie and Chloe. If they had questions, they never asked them directly.

Suddenly he felt something, that awareness and he knew she was nearby, Flame was in the room. He turned to her and silently groaned. She was trying to torture him, she had to be or she’d simply been caught unawares and hadn’t had time to change.

She looked beautiful, so unbelievably sexy; god she had him hard for her immediately. Ok, he’d already been hard, but it was nothing compared to the condition his cock was in now. Damn this woman was going to ruin him, break and destroy him if he didn’t get inside her soon.

Despite how much staring at her was testing his control, Damien couldn’t stop his eyes from moving down the length of her. Her hair was in a wild tangle of red curls, cascading down her back in a chaotic mess. She looked like she’d just been fucked but he knew she hadn’t, or he hoped like hell she hadn’t anyway. Her beautiful eyes revealed the reason for the ‘just fucked’ look; she’d been sleeping since she had that sleep softened appearance. He decided to enjoy the moment he had to look at her without her usual wariness, and that attitude she always seemed to have about her.

She was dressed in a tight fitting singlet top and shorts. Fuck the shorts were short, really short. They were well worn denim and frayed along the hem. Very Daisy Duke looking, but she was no Daisy Duke. She was stunning with her long beautifully shaped legs, those thighs, damn those thighs he couldn’t wait to spread wide, and that toned body of hers. No way could she be classed as tiny. She was tall and although she carried no excess weight, she was fit, very athletic looking and she turned him on in ways no other woman ever had. Sex with her was going to be mind blowing, amazing and she was going to crush him like a fucking grape, but hell, what a way to go.

When her eyes turned to him, they widened and that sleepy, soft look was gone. “Chloe, Cassie, what’s going on?” She asked, her eyes moving around the room and Damien saw Chloe wink at her and tip her head in his direction.

“Cassie, Chloe, we wish to speak with Flame for a moment if you don’t mind.” Lucian took her arm and led her over to where Cassie was sitting on one of the lounges.

Flame’s expression went from curious to wary in an instant. She turned accusing eyes on Damien and as a result she missed it when Lucian quickly put both of her roommates under mind control.

When she finally turned from him and spotted the condition of Cassie and Chloe, her expression filled with rage. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re all fucking vampires aren’t you? They don’t know do they, that’s why you do that mind fuck up thing with them isn’t it?”

Fabian walked over to her and held out his hand. Flame looked up at him and her eyes widened when she met his gaze. Damien had to fight not to laugh out loud at her reaction. His sire had that effect on everyone. It was his eyes. They were such an unusual colour and it was slightly unsettling to look into them as they appeared to stare straight through a person. It was the first time he’d seen her stunned into silence, so much so, she put her hand out without argument and let Fabian take it in his, where he raised it to his lips and kissed it, his eyes never leaving hers.

When he finally let go, she shook her head as if she was dazed and watched without comment as Fabian introduced her to Sirene, Lucian and Arissa.

“So you’re all vampires?” She finally asked when she seemed more herself again. “Wow, you exist, I mean I’d heard talk that vampires were real, but who knows what’s real and what’s not these days.”

“Yes my fiery one.” Fabian smiled at her, his eyes watchful as if silently assessing her.

She frowned and her eyes flashed. “I’m not yours and I sure as fuck am not your fiery one. My name is Flame which you know already and you can tell me what the fuck I’ve done to earn myself such a warm, welcoming committee.” She pointed at Damien. “It’s him isn’t it? He told you what happened. Did he also tell you he was fucking pounding the crap out of poor Chloe last night, only minutes after he’d been trying to get in my pants? You should keep this one on a leash. If he’s going to act like an animal, he should be treated like one.” She snapped. “Then it’s me who has to listen to poor Chloe saying this morning that she thought she had some sort of infection because she doesn’t know that the discharge she had is his cum still leaking out of her hours after he’s pissed off home again. Just as well a shower cleared her little problem right up.” She turned her flashing green stare on Damien. “You’re mind controlling bull shit has one major flaw, it might make them forget that you’ve raped them and it’s fucking rape because they don’t have any say over it; you just take what you want, but it doesn’t make their bodies forget what happened. You can clean her mind but you can’t clean her body. Oh I know you tried, I saw that, but it’s not enough. The poor woman thought she had something wrong with her at first.”

Fabian shot an irritated look towards Damien and Damien knew his sire was far from happy with him. “You are right Flame of course and please believe me when I tell you that I am not at all happy with my son and what he did last night. We have not come to these ladies in a very long time. What possessed Damien to come here is beyond me. I have one very clear rule with my children, and that is that we don’t do anything to draw attention to ourselves. We may be vampire; you discovered that last night, but we are not generally violent like some can be. We prefer to live our lives as close to that of humans as possible, but there is a very real need for frequent blood as it’s our food and we need sex. One can rarely be without the other. Generally we choose people happy to come with us for feeding and fucking or that’s the way it is with the single vampires. Those of us in relationships now, generally choose someone completely at random to feed from.” He paused for a moment to see how Flame was taking this information. When she didn’t speak or acknowledge him with little more than a raise eyebrow, Fabian continued. “We don’t hurt them; we feed and heal their wounds with our blood. It has accelerated healing properties for humans. We then make them forget their encounter with us and that is it. No one is hurt. It is unfortunate that Damien allowed his penis to rule his thinking in this particular case. I suspect from what he has told me that you are to blame for that.”

Flame

When Fabian, that vampire with the creepy pale eyes fell silent, I glared at him then Damien. “Did he tell you this was my fault: why, because I wouldn’t fuck the bastard?”

“It wasn’t that Flame.” I could tell from Damien’s tone that he was trying to calm me. “No one’s blaming you. I was weak ok? I get that, but you have to realise you got me all worked up, then ran off. I’d been hard for you from when I first met you. I was hungry and I wanted you...so...fucking…badly.” He said, his eyes pleading when they met mine. “I know it was wrong but Chloe was there and…” He suddenly slammed his hand against the back of the lounge where he stood. “Fuck it, I’m vampire, you know that, you saw me, watched me, watched me fuck her. Its instinct for us; it’s necessary. We might look human and we have a lot of human qualities but underneath, we’re animals. We fuck, we feed, and we fuck and feed. We lust and we seek sexual gratification. It’s as basic as that. I wanted you, you rejected me, and Chloe was available.  I just wanted some relief and for the pain to go away. Dammit I was thinking of you as I fucked her.” He shouted that out to me before narrowing his eyes as he stared into my face. “Anyway, what the fuck were you doing watching us? Did you get off on that? Did it turn you on? Did you wish it was happening to you instead?”

For the first time in a long time, I felt colour flood my face. The bastard had me well pegged. I’d done all those things. I did get off while watching and I had wished it was me.

“We are sorry that Damien has upset you.” The tiny raven haired woman stepped forward and her eyes were studying me like one might eye off an approaching bug or something. “I’m Sirene. I’m with Fabian. Damien is not bad, just unfortunately not used to being told no; although his charms seem to fail on you.” She gave a rueful smile. “Women do like him very much. Of course that has led to a certain arrogance about him, but he’s not a bad man. It may have come as a shock to you to see we are real, but sex and the blood are extremely important to us. We can feed from anyone we desire but we occasionally find a particular human that attracts us more than others. Damien is obviously attracted to you to have tried to pursue you. Believe me, he’s never done it before, and his technique might need some work.” She smiled again.

“Yes and he was so crazy for me, he had to demonstrate just how deep that craziness ran by fucking my roommate when I refused him. Do you seriously expect me to believe that?” I asked her.

Damien suddenly growled which took us by surprise enough to turn to him. “Stop making me out to be the bad guy and you the innocent victim. You’re lying to all of us, you’re lying to me. I know you’re not human. Well, something about you is far from human. Now what are you exactly?”

I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I aimed for ignorance although my heart began to thump harder and faster in my chest.

“While you stand up there on your fucking soap box acting all holier than thou and making out that I’m so fucking terrible, you’re not fucking innocent, not by a long shot.” He yelled, stepping closer to me until we were face to face.

“What the fuck are you going on about, and don’t yell at me you fucking asshole?” I snapped back.

“Stop fucking insulting me damn you woman. What the fuck are you and don’t lie to me.” He pushed his face right up to mine and my nostrils flared as his gorgeous, seductive, oh so alluring scent surrounded me.

“Stop pissing me off so much.” I shouted back, staring into his stunning face, seeing the strange bluish flecks in his emerald green eyes. “You…are…the…most...frustrating…man...I’ve...ever….” That was as far as I got before his lips suddenly slammed down on mine. I felt myself dragged against him, his hands smoothing down my back, curving over my ass. I gasped against his lips when he pressed his hips hard into mine and I felt that huge erection of his, nudging my stomach.

His tongue forced its way between my lips and he licked over mine, exploring my mouth as if wanting to commit it to memory. I groaned, feeling my panties moisten and my hands rose, my fingers tunnelling through his hair. I grasped handfuls of his silky strands and held his head to mine, kissing him with a sort of desperation.

Fuck I wanted him; I wanted that huge cock of his inside me. I wanted to be the one experiencing that mind blowing orgasm I’d watched Chloe experience last night, and as my excitement grew, I groaned against his lips.

He responded by pulling me even closer, his hips moving jerkily against me, that incredibly hard ridge of his erection grinding into me. His lips left mine and moved to my neck where he began to nibble his way down my throat. I shivered as he kissed me, my skin so sensitive to his gentle touch and wanting more, I threw my head back to give him better access as I gasped for air.

Suddenly I felt something sharp graze my skin and I braced myself. Fuck he was going to bite me, and I realised that I wanted him to. He was poised, those sharp ends of his fangs positioned over my vein when we both heard the warning tone of Fabian. “No son. Not now, this is not the time.”

I groaned with frustration when Damien raised his head, those soft lips of his gone from my neck, his whole body shuddering as he struggled to bring himself under control. Obviously his sire was very powerful and commanded respect from them all. Damien hadn’t wanted to go against his sire’s command despite how badly he wanted me. Hell he wanted me, there was no doubt about that. His cock was digging into my lower stomach through his jeans. The man was so fucking turned on, he was close to exploding and I was too. Dammit, why had Fabian stopped him?

In a sudden and uncontrollable burst of anger, I pictured the cushion on the lounge hitting Damien’s sire, and I opened my eyes to watch as it flew across the room. His arm little more than a blur to me, shot out, deflecting it before it could hit him, and it tumbled uselessly to the floor.  

He turned those strange pale eyes on me and a slow smile spread over his face. “Well, well, well so now we know your secret. You’re a telekinetic aren’t you?”

My heart leapt violently in my chest as all eyes turned to me, except for Chloe and Cassie who were still under whatever spell or mind fuck Lucian had performed on them.

Damien’s eyes were fixed on me as he waited for me to answer. “Is this true? You move things with your mind?” He asked, then his eyes widened. “You, you threw that notepad at me last night didn’t you?”

“Guilty.” I said quietly.

I noticed Fabian was still watching me quietly, not saying anything.

“So does that mean you go around beating people up?” Lucian drew my attention with his question.

“No I don’t. I don’t let on to anyone about what I am unless it accidentally comes out. Do you have any idea what it’s like to be fucking different? To be treated like a circus freak? People are either scared of me, or think I’m fucking crazy. Some just think I’m trying to be clever and need the damn dictionary to see what it is that I’m claiming to be. It’s not something that’s even handy for me. I can shift things with my mind, big fucking deal.” I spat out, bitterness colouring my voice.