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My eyes moved over his face; he was so handsome, stunning in fact. He was gorgeous, magnificent; he was sex on legs. He was also right. Sex with him was mind-blowing. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. It was funny too because with him, I had no issue with things flying around the room, and for the first time I realised it wasn’t only me. Sure other men had made me come, but no one had ever made me come the way Damien could. It wiped me of all coherent thought because all I could focus on was him, his touch, his cock, the sheer impact he had on me when we had sex. It was almost profound and I think somehow, he grounded me, even while he was shooting me to the stars with the most amazing orgasms.

I shivered, that tiny frisson of fear making its way up my spine. Somehow, somewhere along the way, while I’d fought hard not to let this vampire get to me, somehow that was exactly what he’d done. It wasn’t love, I didn’t love him; these feelings I had couldn’t be love. I couldn’t ever love him. I had to be careful I was never that stupid. To love a man like him would be a huge mistake; to love a vampire an even bigger one. There was no possibility of a future together for us. Even if we could have a relatively normal relationship, nothing would change the fact that I was human so I would age and he as vampire wouldn’t.

I realised I’d left him hanging waiting for my reply, and when I focused on him again, dragging my thoughts away from my fears and concerns, he was still watching me, still waiting for me to respond.

I could see the wariness in his expression; a hint of impatience, desire and his need for me burning in those bright green eyes. My gaze dropped from his face and landed on his waist before shifting lower, to the bulge of his erection. Could I walk away? Did I really want to? I stared at the large ridge of his cock and finally conceded that I didn’t. I wanted him, just thinking about him inside me made my pussy clench with need, and suddenly the answer was clear to me. I would go home with him.

“Babe are you ok? You’re really quiet. What’s going on behind those beautiful eyes?” His deep voice flowed over me filled with concern.

“Nothing.” I replied. “I had to think about it and you’re right, I do run but I do what I have to do out of self-preservation. I move around a lot, and I prefer not to be emotionally tied to anyone.” I tried to explain.

Damien simply gave me a hint of a smile. “I keep telling you babe, I’m not asking you to marry me. I’m not looking to lock you up in my sire’s dungeon; I just want to fuck you and spend some time with you, maybe get to know you a bit. Don’t over complicate it. You’re not the only one battling unfamiliar feelings. I fuck and I don’t go back for seconds normally. That’s how it’s been for decades, until I met you. I don’t know why you’re different; why I want you over and over again, but let’s just enjoy it while we can. When we’re done, you go do what you have to do and I’ll move on too. What do you say?”

“Ok.” I said, giving him a tremulous smile. “Take me home with you Damien. Fuck me, spend time with me, let’s enjoy the here and now; we don’t think about tomorrow.”

I saw the heat of his desire flare in his eyes. “I thought you’d never ask.” He said, a wide smile spreading across his face. “Come on.” He held out his hand and with a shaky breath I placed my hand in his, feeling his cool fingers close around them and on suddenly trembling legs, I followed him to his car.

 

Chapter Fifteen

Damien

 

Damien couldn’t believe it. Flame had agreed to come home with him. Shit, just thinking about having hours to fuck her every way possible made his cock ache with need.

As he drove towards his sire’s home, he couldn’t believe he had her. Flame was in the car with him and willingly this time. Normally it was her giving in because she couldn’t say no, then afterwards she’d practically beat him around the head and run off, hurling insults at him as she ran.

He couldn’t help grinning to himself. They were quite a pair as it turned out. He was determined not to end up like his sire and siblings, and Flame was determined not to find herself tied down by anyone who could interfere with her need to be a free spirit. Yet here they were together, on the way to Fabian’s home where he lived too. It felt surprisingly good to have her with him, to know he was going to have her with him for hours. For the first time ever, spending time with a woman and not just all for sex excited him. He had to face it; she had wormed her way in under his skin. He liked her, really liked her. She challenged him, gave him no end of shit, mouthed off at him and was one huge pain in his ass, but he liked her, he liked that she argued and gave him hell. Fuck, he was in trouble; inside he knew there was more going on here than his burning need to stick his cock in her.

“So does Fabian really have a dungeon?” Flame’s voice broke through his thoughts.

“He glanced over at her, grinning widely. “He sure does babe. It’s an elaborate home my sire has. Big and with the dungeon, plus rooms that he once used to open to people who wanted to play.”

“Play, play what?”

He chuckled at her question. “Sexual play babe; Fabian has rooms where people could act out sexual fantasies. They’re all still there, but no one really uses them anymore.”

“So none of you have any sexual fantasies then?”

Damien silently groaned. Did they have to have this conversation now? His cock was about to burst free of his jeans and she wanted to ask him about sexual fantasies? He was already primed for sex and talking about sexual fantasies might push him over the edge. Damn, he needed to get her under him or on him as quickly as possible, and he sure as hell didn’t need to play games to get her there.  

“We’ve all played at some stage but I don’t need a lot of bells and whistles to get off and I carry my toy right here.” He cupped himself as he shot a quick look at her. “I got the fucker pierced for mine and the woman’s pleasure and so far no one’s ever complained it wasn’t enough. Why, do you want to play?”

She shrugged. “I’ve never really thought about it. I don’t normally get too involved with anyone. I haven’t, since the man I accidently hurt during sex. Acting out fantasies and playing games aren’t really the things to do with a stranger. I think a deep level of trust would need to be established first.”

Damien felt a surge of relief at her answer. He would take her to the dungeon and show her the rooms if she wanted to see them sometime, but not tonight. Tonight he just wanted her, naked, his cock buried deep inside her. The only toy that might be useful for her at some stage was a butt plug to start preparing that tight little ass of hers for his cock. He wanted to fuck it badly but she was so damned tight, he couldn’t risk hurting her or that would be it. She’d never let him anywhere near her again.

They were both silent for the rest of the drive and it was a relief to him when he finally pulled into the driveway of Fabian’s home. He helped Flame from the car and watched her expression as she stared up at the imposing but sprawling home of his sire’s.

“This house is huge and it kind of reminds me of something out of a horror movie.” She flashed a grin in his direction. “Sort of fitting for vampires to live in I guess.”

“Are you implying we’re creepy and scary?” He grabbed her hand and dragged her up the stairs to the front door.

“Well, given I’m standing at the front door of the home of one vampire and with another one, I think it would be unwise to imply anything wouldn’t it? I am in a very vulnerable position.”

Damien laughed out loud. He was surprised. Flame actually had a sense of humour, but it was the first time she’d used it around him. Normally she was insulting him and arguing.

“I think you’re more than capable of looking after yourself babe. It’s me who is more vulnerable to you than the other way around I suspect.”

Once he’d let them into the house, they began the walk down the long corridor. He could see that she was looking all around her, obviously curious, but she didn’t say anything and neither did he. His only objective right now was to get her to bed and not to sleep either.

When they passed by the living room he glanced in hoping to find it empty since he wasn’t in the mood for talking to anyone, but he wasn’t so lucky; Adrian, Fabian and Sirene’s legitimate son was there.

“Damien, you’re home and who do we have here?” Adrian climbed gracefully to his feet and walked towards them. “Oh wait a minute. I know who this is. You’re Flame aren’t you? I’ve heard so much about you.” He said, holding his hand out to her and she took it, her eyes widening when rather than shaking it, he raised it to his lips and brushed them against her skin.

Damien shot a look at Flame’s face to see her reaction to Adrian but he couldn’t see any obvious interest showing in her eyes. Women tended to go crazy over him, although they’d never seen him show obvious interest in anyone, and he’d never brought a woman to the house. Maybe he was gay, Damien didn’t know and he wasn’t going to ask his sire or Adrian.

“Father was here after taking Cassandra and Chloe home. He’s gone back to the club for mother and then they were going hunting. You’ll probably miss seeing them again tonight since I’m sure you’ll be...busy.” He paused briefly, a smile flashing across his face. “Father did tell me about you and Flame.” He smiled, his eyes alight with humour. “I heard you got your dick caught inside her at the club. I know you’ve never been the shy retiring type Damien, but perhaps stick to busting some moves on the dance floor from now on that don’t involve flopping your cock out.”

“Oh very fucking funny Adrian. Good night. We’ll leave you and your smart mouth now.” He snapped and dragged Flame after him. He led her down the hallway towards the wing where all the bedrooms were. Normally he’d head straight for the communal room when he brought a woman or women home, but this woman was different. He wanted her in his room, in his bed. He wanted to share his private domain with her. He wasn’t sure why she was different, he wasn’t sure why having her in his own bedroom was important to him, but he wasn’t going to spend too much time thinking about this evening. Right now he just wanted her naked and in his bed.

 

Flame

 

I let Damien lead me down yet another long hallway in this vast home of Fabian’s. I was still cringing after the embarrassing encounter with Fabian and Sirene’s son. Did these bloody vampires share everything that happened? What was the deal with Adrian? How was he Fabian and Sirene’s son given they were both vampires, and how many fucking rooms did this house have?” I wondered as we passed door after door.

Finally we stopped at a doorway and Damien stepped back to wave me inside. When I entered the room the first thing that struck me was the sheer size. The room was big, really big and very luxurious looking. A huge four post bed dominated the room but there was also a lounge, bar fridge and two doorways leading off from the room. One to a walk in robe from what I could see and the other was a bathroom.

Everything about the room was expensive looking. The furniture heavy, imposing and the window coverings thick, probably to block out as much light to him as possible given he would sleep during the day.

“How can Adrian be Fabian and Sirene’s biological son? They’re both vampires. Ok, I know Sirene’s not been vampire that long but that doesn’t explain how they are parents to an adult son.”

He looked over at me. “You really want to know this now?” He asked.

I nodded. “Yeah I do. Don’t worry, you’ll still get to fuck me but I have some questions first, so answer them.”

“Fucking bossy bitch aren’t you? Ok, long story short. Sirene was a human witch; she was sent to make Fabian’s life difficult. He got in trouble and was murdered by some men right in front of her. She couldn’t bring him back from the dead because he’d been decapitated, so no body. She went back in time to before his death but for some reason that made him human. He got Sirene pregnant, he nearly died in a car accident so was turned vampire again. Sirene was attacked one night leaving the club and nearly died. We were all there to help while Allegra and Francesca delivered her baby while she was unconscious. They turned her after Adrian was born. When Sirene was attacked, some of the men who harmed her were killed. Months later the friends of them came after her; shot at her and Fabian one night, but they hit Adrian. The only way to save him was to speed up time so he was turned into an adult before being turned into a vampire. You can’t turn a baby or child, vampire. They would be stuck for eternity, never physically or mentally developing, so that’s why the only thing to do was make him an adult. He’s also a warlock, a disgustingly good looking bastard, but a secretive bastard too. None of us know what he gets up to when he goes out. Do you think he’s good looking? The women seem to really like him.”

I found myself reeling from the story I’d just heard but Damien’s question got me looking up at him. He sounded insecure. Was he worried I’d like Adrian more than him? Now that was almost sweet, an insecure vampire. He had no worries though. Sure Adrian was attractive but the vampire before me was the one who got my motor running. “Yeah, I guess he’s attractive Damien, but it’s your bedroom I’m in, and it’s your cock I want inside me.”

I watched the heat of desire flare in his eyes. “Do you want food or something to drink, anything before I fuck you, because once I touch you, I don’t want to have to stop for anything until we’re both too exhausted to move, ok?”

At his words, I felt a gush of moisture between my legs. “I…I’ll just use your bathroom.” I said my voice husky. Turning on legs that were suddenly shaky, I walked into his en-suite and shut the door. I quickly relieved myself, made an effort to clean between my legs since I was soaked from us both coming, and fiddled with my mane of hair, before giving up. I thought about trying to be seductive and undressing before I joined Damien again, but no way in hell was I getting out of this dress without help.

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