Passion Follows Pain (Passion Series Book 3) (41 page)

Still, the last thing he wanted right now was to be thinking about his sire, and as he walked down the hall of the old lady’s house, he sniffed the air. Right now all he wanted was his horny little vampire but she seemed to be hiding from him. He chuckled quietly to himself. Was she going to play hard to get because he wasn’t above playing the game, if that was what she wanted.

He’d only made it about halfway down the hallway towards the living room when he spotted movement from the corner of his eye. Something came at him quickly and leapt into his arms, causing him to stagger and hit the wall.

“Fuck baby, you almost knocked me over. You’re stronger now remember.” He warned her but she didn’t appear to be paying any attention to him. Her arms curled around his neck and she wrapped her legs around his hips, beginning to rub herself up and down on him.

Her lips closed over his, her tongue slipping into his mouth to lick at him. She kissed him passionately, her excitement rising and with the friction of her grinding against him, he knew he was going to have to get her under some kind of control soon. He hadn’t had sex in three months and he was just as horny as Arissa, but more experienced, and he sure as hell needed to use that experience now and rein her in a bit.

He tore his lips away from hers. “Slow down baby. Don’t rush this or it’ll be over before it begins. I told you I couldn’t get it up for another woman and although I took myself in hand sometimes, it’s a poor substitute. I want you so badly and if you don’t stop rubbing that sweet little cunt of yours against me, I’m in serious danger of blowing in my damn jeans.”

She whimpered in response and as he lowered her until her feet hit the floor again, she reached out and hastily began to try and lift his t-shirt up. He took over and pulled it off, throwing it onto the floor. He’d barely turned to her again and she was on him, her hands smoothing over his chest and down his stomach, his muscles tightening in response to her sweet touch. Her fingers began working on his belt and she quickly unbuckled it, popping his jeans open before reaching inside.

When her fingers closed around him and pulled him free of the denim he groaned. Damn but she was going to unman him at this rate. She was like a wild animal, going at him with a kind of needy desperation he’d never seen in her before. If this was how she was going to be now she was vampire, she was going to kill him. Just as well he was already dead or his heart would give out.

“Oh fuck baby, you’re going to make me come too soon.” He growled when she began to slide her hand up and down the length of him, her firm grip causing friction on his piercings. “Please baby.” His voice held a note of desperation but she wouldn’t stop and when she suddenly dropped to her knees in front of him, his whole body trembled in anticipation. She’d never done that to him while she was human and he’d never dared to ask her to do it. After all she’d been through, he had treasured the fact that she’d trusted him with her body and had allowed him to show her pleasure. He couldn’t bring himself to ask her to take him in her mouth, when he knew her father had forced her to do that to him.

He looked down at her as she kneeled before him and he closed his eyes briefly, needing to bring himself under control. The change from human to vampire seemed to have caused any inhibitions or fears she had to dissolve and the last thing he wanted to do now, was discourage her, even if it took all his self-control not to blow in her mouth, the moment her lips  touched him.  

He gave a deep guttural growl in his throat when her lips closed over him, immediately taking him deep into the back of her mouth. She began to slide her lips up and down the length of him, flicking her tongue over his piercings before taking him deep inside again.

She brought a hand up to follow the path of her mouth, curling around him, as she licked the little slit in the head of his cock, catching the bead of moisture that hung there. She moaned low in her throat, the sound vibrating through his dick, forcing an answering groan from him.

Over and over she licked and sucked at him, while one hand slid up and down in time to the movement of her mouth and the other cupped his balls, rolling them on her palm. She was driving him crazy, his body rigid with tension as he fought not to explode.

He started to shake as her tempting mouth and tongue drove his excitement higher. With his control slipping he buried his fingers into her smooth blonde hair, watching the strands tangle over the back of his hands as he tried to think of something else to stop himself from coming. The trouble was, it had been three months since he’d been with this woman and he didn’t think he could hold back.

“Dammit baby, if you don’t want me coming in your mouth, I suggest you stop what you’re doing.” He warned, but apart from raising her eyes to his and a faint smile curving her lips, she wouldn’t stop.

He watched his cock disappearing in and out of her mouth a few more times. He watched her tongue sweep up the underside of it, flicking over his piercings before circling the sensitive head. Over and over she did it, her eyes on him, glowing with her excitement.

Moaning, his hips moving restlessly, he pushed himself deeper into her mouth until he felt the head of his shaft brush the back of her throat. With one more cry he thrust, his hips jerking, his control gone and with Arissa’s name shouted from his lips, his voice huskily telling her he loved her, he started to come.

As he pumped his release into her mouth, his head fell forward, watching her, groaning at the sight of her watching him as she swallowed every spurt of cum he shot into the back of her throat.

Damn she was incredible, amazing and so fucking beautiful; he couldn’t believe she was his. He pulled her to her feet and his lips slammed down on hers. He could taste himself on her tongue as she shoved it into his mouth and he responded kissing her with all the pent up emotions coursing through him. As the kiss deepened he dragged her closer, his hands running down her back to curve her body into his.

He was still hard and he wanted her, fuck he wanted her so badly. He wanted to bite her and fuck her and for her to fuck him and bite him too. Gently he set her back, ducking her arms that immediately reached for him again and pulled her nightie over her head, before peeling her panties off her. Once she was naked, he stood for a moment staring at her, in awe of her beauty. Now she was vampire, her gaunt look was gone, her hair was shining and silky and the scars her father had given her with his years of abuse were all gone. He had thought she was gorgeous before when human but she was absolute perfection now. She was a vision, an angel, his angel; she was his, his for eternity.

He took her hand and hauled her over to the lounge, turning her to face it. Gently he placed a hand between her shoulder blades, encouraging her to bend over. She went willingly and he stopped for a moment to admire the sight of her with her ass up, legs spread and a hint of her pink folds showing to him, all wet and ready for his cock.

“Oh fuck baby. You’re so fucking beautiful.” He whispered, smoothing his palms over her buttocks before dipping his fingers between her legs and into her wet cunt. She clenched around him and his cock jerked in response. It wanted inside her, he wanted inside her. They were both in agreement on that one.

Hastily he pushed his jeans down enough to free himself before stepping up behind her. With one hand curled around his shaft, he guided it between her legs, rubbing the pierced head through her moisture before pushing forward, grazing over her clit and feeling her tremble in reaction. He pulled back, rubbing himself back and forth, teasing her, coating himself in her juices, until she finally cried out, and begged for him to fuck her.

Sliding one of his hands up her spine, he reached for her blonde mane, fisting it, twisting the strands around his wrist, pulling her head back. He smiled when he looked down at her. Her spine arched, pushing her sweet ass up higher and he growled, before with one smooth lunge, he was inside her, not stopping until he was as deep as he could go.

Knowing he didn’t have to hold back anymore now Arissa was vampire, he began to pound into her, driving forward hard, their bodies crashing against one another, the room filled with her gasps, his moans and the slapping of flesh against flesh.

Lucian tightened his grip in her hair, holding her steady as he fucked her; his thrusts violent, urgent as he worked them both towards their orgasms. They were like animals, out of control, fuelled by the desperate needs of their bodies.

Bracing herself more firmly on the lounge Arissa pushed back, meeting each powerful surge of his hips until suddenly she cried out, her body stiffening briefly, her internal muscles clamping down around him.

As she came, squeezing him in a rhythmic, intimate embrace, she growled, her head swinging from side to side as she lost herself to the power of her orgasm. Lucian could see her fangs had descended, and recognised her frantic, need to bite him. He understood that urge, that incredible drive, that desperate desire that would be running rampant through her now she was vampire.

She was out of control, in the grip of her release, flooding his cock with it, frantic for blood and consumed by wild emotions and sensations that were always harder to deal with, when first turned vampire. In an effort to help, he held an arm out to her, groaning when she bit into him, sucking on him, drinking from him.

He thrust once, twice more into her, his head thrown back, shouting her name as he exploded. As he emptied himself inside her, thrusting wildly, out of control, he dropped over her back, groaning with every spurt of his release into her. His fangs lowered and he bit down on Arissa’s shoulder, hearing her cry out. Her body shuddered and clenched around him again as she came a second time.

They stayed joined together, long after Lucian had finished feeding from her. One arm on the lounge helped support him as he lay, curled over her back, while the other one wrapped around her, holding her close to him. He needed her close after three months of not being able to hold her, then nearly losing her to a weak heart. Now he had her, now that they’d fucked as vampires, he needed this intimacy for a little longer; he needed to feel her under him and around him.

As his cock softened, he could feel their combined release trickling from her, and dripping onto the floor. The air was heavy with the scent of sex and he breathed it in, inhaling her sweet scent too,  simply savouring the moment. He still couldn’t believe she was his again, that she would be his forever. Despite nearly losing her several times, she was here, she was vampire and she was his.  

As his thoughts started to clear from the sexual haze that had surrounded them, he suddenly started to worry about his sire again. What would he say when he found out that he’d turned Arissa? He could only hope Fabian understood he’d had no choice. His angel would have died if he hadn’t turned her.

“Hey Lucian.” Her voice interrupted his thoughts. “You’ve gone very quiet. Let me up please.” She moved restlessly under him and he pulled free of her, watching as a rush of fluid poured from her and started running down her legs.

“Wait baby.”  He plucked some tissues from the box on the coffee table and bent down to gently wipe her skin. Once he was done, she straightened and turned to him.

“What is wrong? Did you not enjoy that?” She asked, a frown marring her forehead.

“Fuck baby, how can you even ask? My cum is running down your legs and you ask if I didn’t enjoy that?”

She gave a tiny smile. “It’s not just you. That was incredible. Is it always this intense, this pleasurable having sex when vampire?”

It was his turn to smile. “Hell yes. Why do you think we need it so much? It’s not just about the blood baby. I’ve told you this before, but I guess you can’t fully appreciate what it’s like until you’re vampire.”

“So what’s wrong? I see it in your eyes.” She reached up and trailed her fingers down his cheek.

“It’s Fabian and not knowing how he will react when he finds out I’ve turned you. No one is allowed to turn anyone without his permission, but I didn’t have time to go and wake him and ask. You were in cardiac arrest; you would have died before I’d got him back here.” He frowned. “If he’s really displeased, he may well banish us from his life, his home.”

Arissa’s expression cleared. “We don’t need him. We can live here. This is my house now. Don’t you get tired of dealing with all the crap from Fran, and everyone walking in on us all the time?”

Lucian hadn’t considered the idea of moving into the old lady’s house now it was Arissa’s. He’d been with Fabian since he’d turned him; he couldn’t imagine not living with him, but Dominick and Allegra didn’t, and everything was fine for them.

“I hadn’t thought of that to be honest. I guess I’ve always lived with my sire, right from when he turned me. This house would need some work to prepare it though. Too much light gets in. It would need heavier drapes or blinds, the bedroom would need to be sealed off so little or no light gets in. We sleep in the daytime remember, so we don’t want light. We need Fabian to tattoo you and I hope he doesn’t refuse since I turned you without seeking his permission first.”

“Would he really deny me the tattoo? Could he be that mad, he’d do that to me? It’s not my fault I’m vampire. I’m happy you turned me, and I’m happy to have you back, but I never asked for this. It would be unfair for him to punish me. I don’t want him to punish you either. You were only trying to help.”

“I’m sure we’ll find out soon baby but right now, we should try to get some rest before nightfall. We have kept unusual hours with all that’s happened but vampires sleep during the day and are awake at night. It is not natural for us to be up in daylight hours. We need to rest because I’m sure Fabian will be here at nightfall. Come to bed.” He held his hand out to her and she slipped her small one in his.