Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) (30 page)

He reached over to his bedside drawer, forcing himself to take deep, slow breaths in an effort to get himself under control, as he pulled out a tube of lubricant. With one hand holding her ass cheeks apart, he used his teeth to remove the cap, before liberally covering her hole with lube. He rubbed it over her, spreading it until her skin was wet and glistening, before pouring more over his cock and rubbing it generously over the head and length until he was satisfied.

“On your knees my beauty.” He said softly against her ear, feeling her shiver when his breath stirred the strands of her hair, causing them to tickle her sensitive skin.

Once she pulled herself up onto all fours, he kneeled behind her and with his hands holding her open to him; he positioned the head of his cock against that tight little opening. Much as he wanted to press forward and bury his aching dick in her, he didn’t. Instead, gently running his hands over the sweet curve of her ass, before reaching between her legs to brush over her clit and back to the hole his body screamed at him to enter.

Holding himself in one hand, he used his other one to keep her ass cheeks parted as he gently pressed the head of his cock against her. He could feel the tension in her body and the way she was fighting him, as he gently began to ease his way into her. It was an exercise in pure torture, holding himself back from rushing to gain entry. He needed to move slowly, give her time to adjust to him since he knew without being conceited about it, that there was a lot of him, to get into her.

With his teeth clenched so hard, he was surprised he didn’t snap them in half; he leaned over her, his lips near her ear. “Relax for me. I’m not going to hurt you. Push when I push, ok?”

He watched her nod, her face hidden from him by the curtain of her hair. Angling his hips, he inched his way forward, feeling her push, which helped to give him the access he needed. Slowly he eased his way into her, feeling the tight ring of muscles open allowing him inside. God she was tight and to watch himself entering her, one tiny fraction at a time was an agony of torment, and yet incredibly exciting to see himself, claiming her.

The swollen head of his cock disappeared inside, followed by the slight jerk of his piercing, and after that, it was a smooth glide until he was buried as deep in her ass as he could go.  He paused, his eyes squeezed shut, and his head back as he struggled for control. She was so hot and tight and the ring of muscles to her ass crushed him like a damn vice. He waited, listening to her ragged breathing, holding himself still until she slowly began to relax.  He wanted to thrust. It was taking every effort not to start driving into her. His body was screaming for release, his cock so hard and throbbing, his balls tight and aching, that he wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep himself from fucking her like a wild rutting animal.

Slowly, painfully slowly, he began to move, watching his cock appearing and disappearing back into Sirene’s ass. It was one of the most intensely erotic and exciting things he’d seen. It must be because of how he felt about her, since hers was not the first ass he’d fucked. As he thrust, his movements leisurely, he reached around her and touched his fingers to her clit.

It was swollen and obviously very sensitive since his touch was enough to have her nearly catapulting up the bed, forcing him to grab her hips and haul her back to him, burying his cock inside her again.He returned his fingers between her legs, pushing a couple inside her. She was wet, really wet, her cunt tightening around his fingers. He could feel the fullness and the pressure of himself filling her ass through her thin walls, and he fought to contain the moan that rose in his throat when she squeezed harder around him too, nearly pushing him over the edge.

Desperate now to come and to make her come as he’d promised, he began to move faster, his hips settling into a steady rhythm. As he fucked her, his fingers plunged in and out of her, his thumb teasing her hard little bud.

It didn’t take long and she began to whimper, her whimper became a moan, and as the last thread of his control threatened to snap, he pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger, and that was all it took to push her over the edge.  

She froze, her back arching, lips parted as she screamed, a high, piercing scream that echoed around the room. Fabian cried out with relief when he felt her pulsing along his fingers and her release wetting his hand. Everything tightened, her cunt, her ass and he growled, her name spilling from his lips, just as he started to come. Every jerk through his cock, shot more cum into her and he grasped her hips, hanging on, his body convulsing, shuddering and thrusting uncontrollably through one of the most intense orgasms of his life.

Sirene seemed in the grip of something powerful herself, and he was pleased that her he had not disappointed her or hurt her by taking possession of her beautiful ass.

When he’d finished emptying himself into her, he gently eased his way out, watching the progress of his cock as it left her body. There was a moment’s hesitation as the metal rod popped free and finally the glistening head, still dripping the final drops of his release. For a few short seconds Sirene stayed open, stretched from his invasion of her and he watched, a hint of a smile on his face as his cum welled up, ready to start spilling from her. Before it could happen, those strong muscles closed off, keeping his essence, that part of him inside her and he smiled, running a hand over the sheer perfection that was Sirene’s beautiful ass.

Seeing her the way she was and knowing he owned her, every single inch of her body was his; stirred that dominant, controlling side of him. He liked knowing that she was filled with him, that he had left his mark on her and in her. It brought out a more primitive feeling of possession in him. He might have lost all that he’d had as vampire, but he had her and no one was going to take her away from him. She was his, no matter what the future held.  

Sirene gave a moan, drawing his attention back to her and he realised she was trembling hard. Her arms and legs were shaking violently and with another sound that was little more than a sigh, her body collapsed under him. He went down with her, spreading himself over her back, hearing her panting, and feeling her body heaving under his as she struggled to draw breath. He stayed on her for a few minutes until he reluctantly shifted off her, knowing he would have been crushing her, but pleased that she hadn’t asked him to move.

Once their breathing settled, she rolled onto her side and he lay behind her, curling his body up against her back. He thrust one leg between hers, his arm around her waist and finally sated and exhausted, he let sleep claim him.

Chapter Seventeen

Sirene

I woke when it was obvious the sun had set and the room was in total darkness. I could hear the steady regular breaths of Fabian as he still slept by my side and I lay for a moment listening to the unusual sound of him breathing. How much longer he’d be doing it for I had no idea. He was so against being human, I was sure it would only be a matter of time before he pushed one of his offspring to turn him vampire again.

I rolled over carefully, wincing slightly at my aching muscles and a feeling of tenderness in my ass from Fabian’s invasion there earlier. Despite the size of him, he’d fit and it had been mind blowing, amazing and far better than I could have ever expected. It was nothing like the first time I’d had anal sex. Fabian had been patient, gentle and tender with me, but despite the care he’d taken, I was sore, and for the first time I almost wished he could feed me some of his blood to fix the discomfort left from him taking me up the ass.

I propped myself on my hand and watched Fabian sleep. He looked peaceful, relaxed, the only time he did look that way in fact. His hair fell over his forehead, some strands tangled in lashes that were far too long for a man. What did a man need lashes that long for? It seemed so unfair.

Carefully I reached out and placed just one finger on his chest, tracing a path through the fine scattering of hair before heading south to where it narrowed to a strip down his stomach. I trailed my finger along his happy trail only pausing when I reached where the hair disappeared under the sheet that covered him from my view.

I’d always wondered why they called it a happy trail, given what was at the end of it didn’t always make a girl happy, but in Fabian’s case it should have been the ‘stuff of dreams’ trail. A girl really did find a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow but with him it was a metal rod that was better than gold. Basically following his happy trail led to nirvana. Nirvana to me was represented by Fabian’s cock, his piercing and what the man could do with it. He was like the ultimate drug, addictive and no matter how many times I had him, I always wanted more.

Out of the few sexual partners I’d had and there hadn’t been many, Fabian was the first one I had who was pierced, and the only one so well hung for that matter. The man was amazing, he knew what he was doing which of course had me wondering how many sexual partners he’d had, and given his age that could literally be hundreds, probably thousands. I also wondered when he’d been pierced and what had possessed him to get a piercing there. It must have hurt like hell.

While I mused over his life before I’d known him and how many women it had taken for him to be as sexually adept as he was, I inched the sheet down lower, revealing more and more of his happy trail until it flared out thicker for the hair surrounding his cock.  

I noticed the sheet was moving, lifting and I felt a rush of heat between my legs. Damn, he was getting hard and that was all it took to have me wanting him despite being sore. How could he do this to me? I was a fool for teasing him and tempting myself to want to take this to its natural conclusion, but suddenly I did, regardless of the pain later. I could always try a healing spell on myself.

I pushed the sheet off him and watched his cock slap him lightly on the stomach when it sprang free, once I’d uncovered it.  

Bending forward, I licked my way up his length before wrapping my lips around the head and sucking him deep into my mouth. I could feel the metal hitting my teeth as I worked him in and out between my lips, flicking my tongue into the little slit in the tip, circling it, before licking my way back down him again.

Fabian’s body tensed under me and I heard the rasp of his breath which was a dead giveaway to me that he was awake. I lifted my head and turned to meet his gaze. No matter how many times I stared into those pale blue/grey eyes of his, I was always affected by them.

“I hope you’re going to follow through now you’ve woken me and got me wanting you my beauty.” His voice was a sexy mix of sleep and desire, and I felt another rush of heat between my legs. Fuck this man had the ability to have me needy and wanting him with just one look or a few softly spoken words.

“Oh I don’t know.” I tilted my head and pretended to ponder his question. “Are you going to make it worth my while?”

He grabbed me, taking me by surprise as he hauled me across his chest until I was lying on top of him. He reached down and grabbed his cock in one hand as he thrust up, pressing his erection into my stomach. “I don’t know Sirene. Why don’t you try sitting on this and I’ll see what I can do. Trust me; I’ll put every effort into making it worth your while.” He ground out as he watched me through eyes narrowed to just slits.

I grinned, sitting up, before slowly sliding down his body, hearing him groan when I left a trail of moisture on his skin from my pussy. I felt like I was always wet for him. As soon as I got anywhere near him, I was ready for him.

Once I was positioned over him, I knocked his hand aside, grasping his shaft at the base and held it against my opening. Slowly I lowered myself, taking him into my body, feeling him working his way inside me, parting me, opening me to him, that piercing reminding me of its presence through every delicious inch as he filled me.

I gasped, throwing my head back as I finally settled on him, feeling him deep, so damned deep in me that it felt like he was trying to gain entry to my womb. I could feel his cock jerking slightly in time to the beats of his heart as it sat buried in me and my body responded by clenching around him, holding him in an intimate embrace as I sat on him, not moving, simply watching him. He too watched me, his eyes burning with desire and his expression stirred an answering need in me.

“I love you my beauty.” He said softly, his hands smoothing their way over my thighs, my hips, caressing my skin almost reverently until he reached my breasts, cupping them in his palms. His touch, his fingers teasing my nipples, sparked a familiar pull inside; that need for him and I tightened around him, dragging a husky groan from his lips.

I smiled, lowering my head and kissing him, just a feather light touch since I didn’t want to deepen the kiss. I merely wanted to tease him and tempt him, with a promise of what was to come.  

Pulling my lips from his, I braced my hands on him and rose up, feeling every inch of him slowly leaving me until just the head of his cock remained inside, before lowering myself again, savouring the sweetness of him filling me. Over and over I repeated the process, building up my need, bringing myself closer to my release.

When I saw Fabian’s expression I smiled. My slow, steady, inch by inch love making was not pleasing my poor ex vampire. I could see the strain on his face and the desperation in his eyes.

Again I raised myself until he was poised just inside me, but this time I slammed down, bouncing hard on his thighs and we both cried out. It was exciting, stimulating and I knew that it would not take long to bring us both to climax. I also knew I was going to be in pain after this, but somewhere along the way, my earlier discomfort was forgotten because of the overriding pleasure of having Fabian’s cock inside me.