Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) (43 page)

“No sudden moves sire.” Francesca’s voice came at him from the darkness of the room and he turned to her, watching as she walked over to him, her eyes moving up and down the length of him as he stood naked before her.

He pulled the sheet from his bed and wrapped it around himself, suddenly conscious of being naked in front of her, something that never bothered him in the past, but since Sirene, he found himself no longer comfortable being naked around anyone else.

“Is she here?” He asked. “Did she make it? Is she vampire?”

“They aren’t back yet. Dominick did call though. She made it but she was desperately hungry. He had to get her blood first but they are on their way now. She is eager to see the child.”

Fabian felt a stab of pain at her words and mentally berated himself. Of course she would want to see their son more than she would want to see him, but it didn’t stop it hurting that he wasn’t her first priority.

“What on earth is that face for?” Fran’s voice cut through his thoughts. “Aren’t you happy that you will soon see your vampire witch or is it something else?” She tilted her head to one side as she studied him. Suddenly comprehension flared in her eyes. “Oh sire, are you upset because she isn’t eager to see you but rather your son? Is this why I’m seeing the long face?”

He found himself squirming at her mocking tone. He was not accustomed to feeling like this. He didn’t do pathetic loser normally, but feeling sorry for himself over Sirene’s priorities was definitely him at his most pathetic.

“Oh stop being such a sensitive prick Fabian. I’m not sure I like what that little witch has done to you. She is unmanning you.” Fran suddenly straightened up. “They are here. I can hear your car.”

“Fuck off Francesca and let me dress and you can fuck off with your opinions too.” He snapped and she laughed.

“Now that’s more like the sire we know and love.” She mocked before walking out of his bedroom.

Once alone, he pulled on jeans and a t-shirt, not bothering with shoes and brushed out his hair, leaving it loose over his shoulders before heading out to the living room.

Allegra was nursing his son and he sat down on the arm of the lounge by her side, his fingers gently brushing through the light covering of nearly black hair on his son’s head. Fuck, he was amazing, so tiny, yet strong. He’d been through a fairly traumatic birth. He could have died if those bastards had buried that knife in Sirene a bit lower than they had. He could have lost his little witch but he hadn’t, he’d been fortunate. He knew he didn’t deserve the kind of luck he’d had. He’d done some terrible things in his life, things he could have been made to pay for. Losing Sirene and his son could have been the ultimate payback, but fate had spared him. He had been spared the kind of heartache that he would have welcomed death to escape from.

He felt her presence before he saw her and he turned his head to watch for her entrance into the living room. Dominick stepped in first, heading straight for Allegra once he’d nodded his head in acknowledgement of Fabian.

Then she followed and his stomach tightened at the sight of her. Fuck she was beautiful. Ok, she’d always been beautiful but now she was vampire, she was exquisite, stunning, a vision. Her eyes met his and she smiled, perfect white teeth gleaming between her perfect plump lips. Her smile went straight to his cock and he instantly wanted her but now was certainly not the time. As he watched her, Sirene’s eyes shifted from him and settled on their son and he saw her expression light up as she slowly walked towards Allegra who was still feeding their child his bottle.

“Can I hold him?” She asked her voice thick as if she was fighting tears.

Fabian leapt up. “Are you sure you’re ready my beauty? Control is one of the hardest things to learn when first becoming vampire. Our son’s blood will make you hunger like no other blood ever will. The blood from an infant or child is sweeter, more addictive than from any adult human. We do not want to risk you biting your own son.”

“Please Fabian, I need to hold him. He’s my son. I never expected when I was carrying him that my first meeting with him would be several hours after he’d been pulled from my unconscious body, and that I would have been turned to vampire by then. Do what you have to do if I look like I’m going to lose control, but I need to hold my son.” Her voice cracked and he sighed. He couldn’t deny her; she had carried this child for eight months.

“Let her hold him.” He said quietly.

As Allegra carefully handed their son over to Sirene, Fabian moved closer, ready to intervene if it looked like she was going to have trouble fighting her natural instinct to feed and attack their son.

He watched her struggle between happiness at holding their child and the fight not to give in to her need to feed. She constantly licked over her teeth as she fought not to let her fangs descend until finally she turned to him.

“We have to name him.” She said, her eyes glowing with the sheer delight at holding their son. It was a vision he’d never expected to see, and the sight of the woman he loved holding their child, tugged at his cold dead heart more than anything he’d experienced in over 500 years.

Her gaze dropped to their son briefly before she turned to him again, her eyes shining and her smile wide. Somehow she seemed to have done it, she was under control, no longer licking nervously at her teeth. Her fingers gently caressed the fine dark hair on his tiny head and Fabian leaned over her shoulder, touching the smooth skin of his son’s cheek while Sirene smiled up at him.

“Damn, look at you three.” Fran’s voice held a note of amusement. “Quite the happy little family aren’t you?”

“Shut up Fran.” Fabian growled, throwing her a warning look. “Do you have any names in mind?” He asked turning his attention back to Sirene.

“I had a few but when I see him now with his dark hair, one name comes to mind, Adrian, it means dark. Call me crazy but I have a thing about names and their meanings. I used to pour over baby naming books for hours just to name the animals my Gran had on the farm.”

Fabian laughed at her admission about the baby naming books before trying out her suggestion, letting it roll off his tongue. “Adrian, Sirene, Fabian. I think it might work my beauty.”

Again Fran’s voice cut through their conversation. “Fuck you two are making me feel nauseous and I don’t wish to lose my dinner so I’m going to bed. What will you do with the child while you two sleep?”

“She does have a point Sirene. What will we do with him while we sleep and we must sleep? You as a new vampire must rest. We need to hire a nanny I think. This is not a normal situation, vampires raising a baby? We are going to need help.”

Fabian turned his attention from his son’s sleepy face to Sirene’s and noticed she was staring up at him, a gleam in her eyes. As he watched her, she licked her lips and her gaze dropped to his, the look of growing lust on her face causing a stir in his jeans. He knew that look, they’d all had that look, that moment when being vampire really hit home and the rush of emotions and senses flooded the body, usually manifesting itself in full blown lust.

“We need to get our son to bed my beauty. He looks very much like he is about to doze off and we will need to take advantage of that and sleep. Come; let’s place him in his cot.”

He raised his head from Sirene and their son, meeting Dominick’s eyes. They gleamed with amusement as he stared at him then Sirene, and Fabian knew what his son was finding so entertaining. The need for sex, blood, the lust that consumed them was clearly evident as he turned to his little witch. She needed servicing urgently and to feed from him and he sure as fuck was happy to oblige. Ok, the need for sex and blood were typical urges all the time when vampire but the need, the desire, the all-consuming lust were definitely stronger when the change was first completed. Fabian needed their son to sleep so he could bed Sirene and then finally they could sleep too.

“I’ve set up the crib in the room next to yours Fabian.” Allegra said. “There is a baby monitor for you and I will need to show you both how to make bottles of formula to feed your son but that can wait until later. I have taken the liberty of making up a few bottles in advance. You will only need to heat them.”

“Thank you Allegra, for everything. Thank you for delivering my son with Francesca’s help, for taking care of him until Sirene and I could be here to take over.” He raised his eyes to look around the room. “Thank you everyone for helping save Sirene, my son and myself for that matter.”

“When you came to live with us Sirene, you became family, despite still being human. Now you are vampire too. You will need to learn how to live life as a vampire but you have Fabian to teach you and all of us to help you as well. Congratulations on the birth of your son.” Allegra smiled. “Dominick and I will retire now. We are staying here for a few days until we are sure that you are adjusting to being vampire and to help you take care of Adrian.”

She stood and Dominick stood too, his arm snaking around her waist, his lips kissing the palm of her hand. They were so wildly in love those two. They were perfect for one another and Fabian still felt a stab of conscious that he’d tried to have them killed. Having Sirene come into his life had changed him so much. He’d learned to love, to care, he’d developed a heart because of his little witch.

When Dominick and Allegra left the room, Damien and Lucian came and gave Sirene a hug, congratulated them and headed off to their beds too. Fabian tried not to let the stab of jealousy he felt at the sight of them touching her, hugging her consume him. He hated anyone other than himself to touch her. She was his. Looking down at the way she smiled and held their son though, he realised he was going to have serious competition for her affections now that Adrian was born. He would just have to make sure that she still found time for him too.

Sirene

As soon as we got Adrian settled in his crib and sleeping, I gave in to the all-consuming lust that surged through me every time I looked at Fabian. If this was how it felt to be vampire, then I liked it. I couldn’t believe all that had transpired over the last several hours and as I looked up at my beautiful vampire, I felt my love for him well over, knowing that he’d almost killed himself in his desperate bid to save me.

I advanced on him, my intent clearly written on my face, and I saw Fabian’s expression go from wary to desire as he watched me. I stopped a few steps away from him and studied him before suddenly springing into his arms.

With lightning fast reflexes, he caught me and hugged me close, as I wrapped my legs around him. God he smelled so good. I thought the scent thing was only for the benefit of attracting humans, but obviously not. I breathed him in. His scent was intoxicating, it aroused me, it was like a drug and I needed my fix. My fangs descended and almost out of control with lust and unable to rein in the sheer enormity of emotions flooding me, I bit down on him, drinking greedily from his neck.

“Damn, fuck my beauty, fuck. Slow down, you are a horny little thing aren’t you?” He cradled the back of my head in his hands, tilting his hips enough that his erection rubbed against that neediest part of me.

“Hurry Fabian.” I said after I’d torn my teeth from his neck. “I need you, I need you now. Please, fuck me, fuck me!”

I scrambled out of his arms and went to undress. My clothes were bloodied and torn anyway and I was too impatient to take the time to remove them properly. Grabbing the neckline of my dress in both hands, I ripped it straight down the front, shrugging off the two halves. I had no panties on, but given I’d delivered Adrian only a few hours ago, that was why.  When I was naked, I froze at the sight of the blood all over me. I knew I’d been injured and from what Dominick told me, almost fatally injured. Well, I would have died if they didn’t change me. It was that serious apparently.

Momentarily distracted I walked into the bathroom to study my body. I was surprised to see that despite the blood on me, there were no scars or injuries. My hair looked so sleek and shiny, my eyes glowing a bright green and my skin smooth and blemish free. If these were some of the perks of being vampire, then I was going to like this.

Fabian stepped up behind me and I could see he’d removed his clothes too. His arms came around me and he watched me in the mirror, his hard cock pressed up against me.

I pulled free of him and bent forward, hanging onto the edge of the vanity, spreading my legs and wiggling my ass at him. I raised my head long enough to meet his eyes in the mirror. “Fuck me.” I whispered.

Fabian smiled at me, that slow smile that turned my insides to mush and he bent forward, his lips brushing my shoulder. “Whatever you say my beauty.”

Chapter Twenty Five

Sirene

I smiled to myself when Fabian moved close behind me and I felt that incredible long, pierced cock of his brushing between my legs. He held it in one hand, rubbing it between the cheeks of my ass, nudging briefly against my puckered hole before sliding between my legs, parting my folds. He began a lazy pattern of sliding it back and forth from my clit to my ass, teasing me, driving me crazy with desire. I wanted him so badly and I needed him inside me now.

I arched my back, thrusting my ass higher, my pussy angled towards him and I heard Fabian groan which drew my eyes to his image in the mirror. He wasn’t looking at me though; he was staring down at my ass, completely unaware that I was watching him.