Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) (39 page)

“Come Sirene my dear, into my office and you tell me what’s bothering you. I can see it on your face.” He beckoned to her and she shot Fabian one more look before disappearing into the office with her boss and the door was closed leaving him to sit outside and wait.

Chapter Twenty Two

Sirene

I sat down nervously in Terry’s office and waited while he took a seat behind his desk, all the time cursing Fabian for pushing me into this. I would have been happy to stall for as long as possible but my vampire had other ideas for me, so here I was.

“So what’s wrong with my star performer?” He asked and I couldn’t help smiling at his words.

“I’m your only performer.” I pointed out dryly. “Although that might be about to change since I…I…well…I…” I stammered.

“Oh for crying out loud woman, spit it out.” He interrupted my stammering.

“I’m pregnant.” I spat the words out quickly before I could overthink it and not say what I had to say. “I’m sorry but I don’t want to lose my job. I love singing here. I really want to keep working but you might not want a pregnant singer and…and…” I suddenly felt tears well in my eyes.

Terry put his hands up in front of him. “Girl, calm down. Geez, don’t cry on me. I’m no good with a woman and tears. I’m not going to fire you. You bring me a lot of business to the club and I’m not an idiot. Why would you think I’d get rid of you? You do need to tell me when you want fewer gigs though. I’m not going to be responsible for working you into the ground. I think that big oaf outside would rip my head fair off my shoulders.” He grinned and I laughed despite my tears. Fabian would love being referred to as a big oaf.

“Thank you Terry and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner but I was scared. This job means everything to me and I’d hate to not have it anymore. I’ll take care of the big oaf, its ok.”

“So when are you due?” He asked and I shrugged.

“I’m not sure. I haven’t had any check-up yet. I don’t think I have long until I can have an ultrasound. I’m about 14 weeks, something like that, I’m…..” I fell silent when Terry interrupted me.

“What? You haven’t had a doctor check you yet? Why on earth not? You’re pregnant. You’re supposed to get regular checks. My wife did with our two. For crying out loud woman, go to a doctor.” He roared excitedly.

Suddenly the door flew open and Fabian looking ready to murder someone burst into the room, his eyes flashing angrily until he saw us. He frowned, his gaze darting between Terry and me, a look of confusion spreading across his face and I smiled reassuringly at him.

“Are you ok my beauty? I thought I heard yelling.”

“That was me telling off your lady for having not been to see a doctor yet. She should be having regular check-ups but she’s just told me she hasn’t even had one yet, is this true?” Terry raised a questioning eyebrow at the pair of us.                                                    

“Sirene? Why am I only just now hearing you should be having check-ups?” Fabian’s accusing eyes turned on me. Great, I thought. Now I had both men giving me grief.

“I don’t know. I’m not used to being pregnant ok? This is my first time. Plus it’s still early. I’ll make an appointment to go soon.” My eyes shifted between the two men. “Is that acceptable to both of you?” I asked sweetly and Fabian flashed me an irritated look at my tone.

“Have you finished with her?” He asked Terry and when my boss nodded, he came around to take my hand and pulled me to my feet. “I’ll make sure she makes that appointment. Good night.” He threw over his shoulder, as he dragged me out the door.

“So do you remember the date of your last period?” The doctor asked as he positioned the stethoscope over my slightly curved stomach and listened. “Oh there we are. I can hear the heartbeat.”

I glanced over at Fabian who was sitting by my side looking far too tense for a vampire. He looked absolutely gorgeous of course, dressed in black jeans and a tight fitting black t-shirt which hugged every single one of those amazing muscles of his.

He was uncomfortable I could tell. It was broad daylight, the only time I could get the doctor’s appointment so I knew my poor man was not only tired since he’d normally be sleeping now, but he’d still suffered some irritation getting here from the sun shining on him. The tattoo on his neck stopped him literally bursting into flames, but prolonged exposure to the sun still caused his skin to sting. The best way he could describe it to me was like being severely sunburned although; he didn’t have any redness at all.

I reached out and curled my fingers around his arm which made his eyes shift to mine. I poured as much concern; sympathy and love for him as I could into my gaze, seeing the smallest of smiles touch his lips before he wrapped his long fingers around mine, squeezing my hand in his. He raised it to his lips and kissed it, his touch causing the usual shiver through me. He had such a profound effect on me and I wondered if it would always be like this.

“Would you like to hear your baby’s heartbeat?” The doctor asked and we turned to him. “My guess is from the information you’ve given me that you are due in five months’ time.” He scanned some special calendar he picked up off his desk. “That would make your due date about May the 10th.”

I glanced over at Fabian and smiled. He was looking impatient and I knew he just wanted the doctor to get on with letting us hear our child’s heartbeat. As if to confirm what I was thinking, he asked when we could hear the heartbeat, and the doctor hurried to put some instrument on my stomach.

We heard some loud crackling as the doctor shifted the instrument around and then all of a sudden a clear, regular but quite rapid thumping sound filled the room.  “There you go, there’s your baby’s heartbeat.” The doctor smiled.

I felt tears fill my eyes when I heard the beat of our child’s heart and Fabian’s grip on my hand tightened. When I looked up at him, I could have sworn I saw a glassy look in his eyes but when I looked again, it was gone. I must have imagined it. Given his anger when he first found out I was pregnant, I couldn’t imagine him getting teary over the sound of our child’s heartbeat, although, to be fair, he’d been nothing but attentive and caring since that night he’d died and been turned vampire again.

“We need to make an appointment for you to come in for a scan Ms Devereaux . I want you to come back here in three weeks ok?”

“She’ll be here.” Fabian said before I could answer.

The doctor made an appointment on his laptop and with instructions about getting rest, eating well etc, we were free to go. I rushed Fabian out to the car, aware of the grimace of pain on his face when the bright summer sun burned him and I heard his low groan of relief when we were finally in the car and heading back to his home.

Three Weeks Later

Fabian

“Fuck…my…beauty…but…pregnancy…has…certainly…made…you…insatiable.” Fabian ground out between forceful thrusts as he drove into her. Fuck she was so wet and she was so damned horny. She was making demands on him all the time. Hell, he wasn’t complaining, but she was certainly giving him lengthy workouts. He was starting to feel like the stud animal, purely here to service his little witch.

“Stop complaining and fuck me.” She gasped and he grinned before pulling out of her, chuckling when she protested. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Demanding aren’t you?” He growled as he lay down beside her. “Get on me witch, fuck me. You ride me as fast or as slow as you want.”

She scrambled up and straddled him, one hand reaching down to grab his rigid cock. Holding it against her wet heat, she slowly lowered herself until he was buried deep inside her again. He watched her face and the myriad of emotions that crossed it as she began to roll her hips, grinding down on him. Lowering his eyes to where their bodies were joined, he watched himself sliding in and out of her. He was all wet and glistening from her, he could see.

Sirene’s head rolled back, her eyes closing, lips parting as she rose and lowered on him. She was getting off on his piercing, she loved it and he knew that. It was something else to watch her though, with her erect nipples, each puckered peak a deep pink from the blood that filled them, as her excitement grew. Her cheeks were flushed and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer before he saw the rosy hue spread over her chest when she came.

His gaze moved down her body and he reached out, needing to touch everywhere his eyes had been. As he ran his fingers down her neck, over each breast, cupping them briefly before moving on down her, he gently brushed his palms over the curve of her stomach, feeling the firmness of it, where their child lay, safe in her womb.

Suddenly he needed to drink from her, just a little sip. He didn’t want to take too much. She was growing their child, she needed to put everything into that. He had learned to drink from her in a series of small sips, rather than taking too much from her in one feed. With his fangs already descending, he reached up, pulling her down towards him. One hand scooped her mane of raven hair to the side, exposing her neck to him, and with a low groan, he bit down, feeling the familiar pop as he pierced her vein and her warm blood began to fill his mouth.  

She cried out, her internal muscles squeezing him and he groaned, biting harder which dragged a half sob, half cry from her before her orgasm broke. A flood of warmth flowed around his cock and out of her, soaking his balls. Fabian pulled his teeth from her neck and groaned again when he felt her coming all over him. She was beautiful when she came and she always came so spectacularly. Seeing her come undone stretched his self-control nearly to breaking point; he felt like he was about to explode. Frantically he bucked under her, thrusting up, needing her to move so he could follow her and find his release.

“My beauty, ride me, come on, don’t you go quiet on me now.” He grabbed her hips, desperation in his tone, as he lifted her, trying to get her moving. Her response was to collapse on his chest, panting and he growled. He could feel tiny ripples still moving along the length of his cock, but it wasn’t enough to make him come, he needed her to move. Tilting her chin to him, he could see her sleepy, sated expression and he nearly howled with frustration. He wanted to fuck, she wanted to sleep.

They had the appointment with the doctor for the scan later that day so she couldn’t sleep too long. He’d have preferred she didn’t pick now to sleep but she was pregnant and she often became very sleepy after an intense round of fucking. Usually they both got to come but this time; it looked like he was going to have to finish by hand. He hated taking himself in hand but he was too turned on now not to come. He had to come, no matter what.

Fabian grasped Sirene’s hips and started to lift her off him but she made a noise of protest, curling her fingers into his shoulders, refusing to release him. He tried again to move her but she wouldn’t let go, so with one smooth roll, he flipped them until she was under him.

He reared up on his arms to look into her sleepy face grinding his hips into hers, his cock still buried deep inside her, aching for release.

“Ok little witch; you wouldn’t get off me, so brace yourself for a ride while I finish off.” He warned her as he began to move with long, deep strokes, his hands either side of her, supporting himself so he wasn’t bearing his full weight on her.

Faster he thrust; hearing her breathing catch and a fleeting smile touched his lips. She wasn’t as sleepy as she seemed. He could tell she was working up towards another orgasm and she confirmed his thoughts, when he felt her arms lock around his shoulders and her legs cross over his hips, one heel digging into his ass as if to drive him on harder, faster.

He responded, surging forward more strongly and just when he knew he was about to lose control, he felt Sirene come apart again. Feeling the rhythmic waves along his cock as she orgasmed was all he needed, and he followed her, his body jerking and twitching as he came, deep inside her.  

It was almost overwhelming, the intensity of it, as it held him buried in her, shuddering, shaking, powerless to do anything but ride out the pleasure that consumed him and controlled him. When he could finally move, he rolled off her and propped himself on one arm to watch her as she lay panting from their vigorous fucking. “If you are going to sleep my beauty, you will need to do so soon. We have your scan in four hours so you can’t sleep too long.” He warned her.

As her breathing slowly began to settle, she rolled over towards him, curling her body into his, wrapping herself around him like she was the gift wrapper and he was the present. He grinned at his thoughts. He wasn’t so sure he was much of a present but Sirene was definitely his gift and he loved the way she wanted to sleep as closely adhered to him as she could get herself.

“I know quick sleep.” She mumbled. “I have to drink so I need to pee for the scan.” She was barely whispering at him now so good thing he had better hearing from being a vampire.

“Yes my little witch.” He dropped a kiss on her hair, but he knew as he did so, she had already drifted off.

Sirene

“Ah look, there’s the little mite right there.” The doctor said as I lay on the examination table, my clothes pulled up and panties hitched down to uncover my stomach, clear gel on me while the probe thingy or whatever it was called was being run over me until our baby was found.