Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) (6 page)

It was coming up to 10pm when we heard a knock at the door and both Cassie and Chloe smiled. “That’s got to be Fabian. He always comes at night. I think he must work shift hours or something because he’s rarely around during the day but he loves to call on us in the evenings.” Cassie laughed.

I immediately tensed up, my eyes flying to her. Was she serious? Didn’t either of them have any idea what Fabian was, or that he didn’t work shift work? In fact he didn’t work at all. He was a vampire, he didn’t need to work. I’d never come across a vampire that wasn’t financially secure, although the image in my head of all that 6 foot 4 of incredibly sexy vampire doing some menial job, nearly made me laugh out loud, and I had to force myself to keep a straight face.

“Would you like me to get the door?” I asked, going to stand and Cassie looked over at me.

“Can you? I’m so comfortable, I can’t be bothered getting up for Mr Sexy.” She said.

I got up rolling my eyes at the looks on my housemates’ faces. Fabian obviously was attractive to them, so why did he mind control them then? They looked like they’d happily spread their legs for him anyway. It must be the fact that he was vampire and that sex usually came hand in hand with drinking blood. If he fed from them when they were lucid, he’d either scare the crap out of them, and they’d run off screaming into the night, possibly blowing his cover, or he’d have to trust them to be silent if they were ok when he ‘came out’ and revealed just what he was. There was probably too much at stake for him to risk exposure, so mind control solved everything. He got what he wanted and they were none the wiser.  

I pulled the door open, still grinning to myself at the girls’ reaction over Fabian and my smile died on my face when I met his pale blue grey eyes. Fuck, he was far too good looking for such an arse.

A slow smile spread over that stunning face of his and I was subjected to his perfect white teeth.

“Well, good evening Sirene, what a pleasure to see you. So you have made your home here with Cassandra and Chloe have you?” He asked and I narrowed my eyes at him. The bastard would have already known that, I was sure.

“Well, as you can clearly see, yes.” I answered. “Will you come in?”

With another smile, he stepped inside, suddenly making the entryway to the house seem far too small, as he stood for a moment staring down at me, totally dwarfing me.

I had to tilt my head right back to meet his gaze, he was that damn tall. He was watching me, those strange eyes of his, making me feel like he was looking inside me, like he could see what I was thinking and feeling. They were beautiful and unique but somewhat intimidating too.

He lifted a hand to brush the back of his fingers down my cheek. It was a simple, light caress, he barely touched me, but my reaction was far from simple. His fingers were cool, yet they ignited my skin, blazing a trail of heat where he touched me, and I panicked at my response to him, stepping away; fighting not to press a hand to my cheek where I could still feel the heat as if he’d somehow branded me.

His look was thoughtful as he stared at me, but I turned away from him and headed into the living room, needing to get some space between us. Cassie and Chloe still lay sprawled out on the lounges. I didn’t bother to see if Fabian was following me, I didn’t need to. Not only could I hear his almost silent steps, I could feel him. The man gave off something, an aura, something powerful that made me vitally aware of him. I didn’t need to know where he was, I could feel him. It was surprising too, that for such a big man, tall, extremely well built and muscled, I could see that through his clothes, he was very light on his feet. Maybe it was a vampire thing?

A chorus of cheerful ‘hellos’ welcomed him and I stared at their faces that were all lit up with excitement as they greeted Fabian.

It was nice to see I wasn’t the only one affected by him. He was like a magnet, attracting women to him, with his near overwhelming sexual appeal, that poured off him like the most powerful pheromone. Really none of us had a chance since it seemed like any woman within throwing distance of him, was reduced to a shivering, shaking, mindless blob of sexual desire.

This was not good, this was bad. I had to use witchcraft on this man, fuck with him, destroy him, and knock his arrogant arse around enough, that he wasn’t the cocky asshole he was now. Somehow I had to get my raging hormones under control and not lose focus. He was a vampire. A blood sucking parasite, dressed up in pretty packaging. He would do anything to get his own way. He would destroy anyone to get his own way. He’d already shown what he was prepared to do, not to lose his power.

Now all I had to do was remind myself of that, any time I was near him, and I would be fine.

I moved back to the lounge I’d been occupying before, so I could subtly watch Fabian. This was the first time he’d been here since I cured Cassandra, and I was curious as to how he would react when he saw her. The change in her was too great for him not to notice.

Then there was the spell I’d put on my housemates to protect them from his sexual advances. Secretly I wanted him to try and fuck one of them tonight. It would be fun to watch his reaction when the spell kicked in, preventing him from having his way with them.

I shifted my focus to his face, watching the way he was closely studying Cassie and I struggled not to openly stare in case he noticed and became suspicious in some way. When I saw a frown draw his dark blonde brows together, I had to lower my head so he didn’t see the hint of a smile curving up my lips.

Fabian

Fabian followed Sirene into the living room of Cassandra’s home and his nostrils flared as he breathed in her scent. She smelled of something light and flowery, plus something else which must have been her natural scent. It was a heady combination and did nothing to ease his desire for her, a fact proved by his cock, when it started to harden. Silently cursing, he shifted his eyes from the raven haired beauty’s ass and over to the other two ladies, fighting to control his growing hard on. The last thing he wanted was to be dealing with an erection, when he couldn’t do anything about it right now.

He was curious about Sirene’s reaction to him when he’d touched her. He’d seen something flare in her eyes just before she’d pulled away and he was intrigued by it and for just a moment, he wondered if she was as affected by him as he was by her.

Her skin was so soft and smooth and it had taken everything he had in him, to not lower his lips to hers, to taste her. If he had been alone with her, he probably would have.

The enthusiastic greetings from Cassandra and Chloe successfully distracted him. He stared at Cassie, trying to conceal his shock. Fuck she seemed completely normal again. No vague empty look, she was bright, bubbly, smiling, and perfectly fine.

Perhaps he should have been relieved that she appeared to have recovered, but he wasn’t. A human didn’t just ‘get over’ the effects of mind control abuse. Something had changed her, but how and what?

Was it possible he’d been wrong and he hadn’t affected her so much with all the mind control? Had she simply been grieving the loss of Allegra? It had only been a bit over seven months since they’d died and they had been friends for years. Maybe she’d just been suffering severe depression brought on by grief? He’d never grieved for anyone in his life, so he had no idea.

It was surprising to see her not looking like an empty shell, with those vacant, staring eyes any more but a relief that he hadn’t totally fucked her up with all the mind control. He wouldn’t be trying to hide a body any time soon it seemed.

He glanced away from Cassandra and caught Sirene watching him closely her eyes narrowed. When she realised he was looking at her, she turned away from him, dropping her head.

He frowned as he stared at her. Something about her behaviour was odd. She wasn’t acting like she might be attracted to him; perhaps sneaking little glances. She was acting like she was looking for something, as if she was watchful, perhaps checking for his reaction. Something about her behaviour didn’t seem right, and that was enough to make him suspicious. He definitely needed to find out more about this woman.

She drew his focus to her again, when she suddenly stood stretching, and his eyes followed every move of her petite beautiful body. The way her top parted from her low riding hipster jeans, had him wanting to touch her, when he got a glimpse of her smooth flat stomach. Fuck he wanted her, and with a sigh he gave in, and stopped fighting to keep his cock from hardening. It pushed against the denim of his jeans as his eyes moved over Sirene, finally settling on the sweet curve of her ass.

“If you ladies and Fabian, will excuse me, I’m feeling tired, so I’m going to retire now.” She said and he nearly growled with frustration. His frustration was followed by disappointment, an emotion he was not accustomed to feeling.  He didn’t want her to go, he wanted her to stay with them, so he could look at her beauty, get to know her and possibly even woo her into a fuck with some mind control thrown in to sweeten the deal.

“I hope I haven’t driven you off.” He said and those jade green eyes of hers met his briefly, before skittering away.

“Of course not, I’m just tired, and I’m sure you’re here to see Cassie and Chloe anyway.” She assured him, but he didn’t believe her. She could barely look at him, and he could see something behind those eyes. He wasn’t sure what, but she was hiding something, he was sure.

With a smile to them all, she walked out of the room and Fabian watched her go, hating that he was weak enough to want her to stay; that seeing her go, left him feeling disappointed. Those were human emotions, and he didn’t enjoy that as a vampire, he was experiencing some feelings he hadn’t felt in over 500 years.

He turned back to the other two women, but now Sirene had gone, he’d lost interest in them, or even being in their home. Still, what to do now? He needed blood and his cock was still hard thanks to his mysterious raven haired beauty. He was going to have to settle again, drink from them and fuck one or both of them. They weren’t his first choice of course. His first choice, the one he desired the most, was upstairs, but he needed blood and he had no intention of walking around all night with a fucking hard on.

He locked eyes with Chloe and gave her the command he normally did, that would put her into a controlled state. She didn’t respond, instead, she remained smiling up at him. Frustrated, he tried again, and felt a stab of pain behind his eyes, that made him wince, and rub at them.

Dammit, what the hell was wrong? Chloe always responded to his mind control. She was so easy to put under. She always had been.

Momentarily giving up on her, he turned to Cassie who was watching him, a puzzled look on her face. He quickly gave her the command to put her under, but with all the force of a freight train and with the severity of a white hot lance to him, pain exploded through his body. It took him by surprise, as it seemed to escalate, stabbing at him, until he doubled over.

When the pain shifted, he cried out. “Fuck, what the fuck!” He bellowed, clutching himself when the pain seemed to centre on his groin. Again it began to build, agonising in its intensity, making him feel like someone was slicing through his cock. He could hear the concerned voices of the women and hands briefly touched him, which he shook off again. He didn’t need a human attempting to comfort him. This was embarrassing and confusing to him, but fortunately whatever caused the pain, didn’t linger.

As soon as it eased, he turned to Cassie and tried again to control her, but immediately the pain ripped through him. He screamed, clutching his cock which had gone soft as soon as the second round of searing, agonising pain shot through it. It was unrelenting and unable to cope with it; he fell to the floor, writhing on the carpet, still with his hands pressed against the zip of his jeans in a futile attempt to stop the torture. What the fuck was wrong with him?

Cassie dropped down by his side, a look of concern on her face. “What’s wrong Fabian? God, what’s happening to you? Are you ok?”

He couldn’t answer her; the pain still had too strong a grip on him, but fortunately, he could tell, it was starting to ease. This was so humiliating to him. He hated any form of weakness and as a vampire, he rarely had to deal with it, but he’d just made a fool of himself, rolling on the floor of Cassie’s home, like he was little more than a damn dog.

Ignoring her offered hand to help him up, he dragged himself to his feet, relieved the pain had finally gone away.

“Are you alright? God what happened?” Chloe and Cassie’s voices started up together and he raised his hands, just wanting them to shut up.

“I’m fine, thank you. I will leave you now.” He struggled to nod to them, before brushing past Cassandra and striding quickly to the front door. With an angry growl of frustration, he stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

Sirene

Up in my room, I grinned in the darkness. I had known the moment Fabian tried to mind control Chloe and Cassie. I’d deliberately put a more powerful spell on Cassie, given she was the one who had suffered the most from the vampire’s control. When I heard the angry screams of pain, I knew the spell was working. He couldn’t feed or use either of them for sex any more.

I climbed off my bed and moved silently to the window, watching one pissed off looking vampire walking away from the house. He stopped and spun around suddenly, his head tipping back as he looked up towards my window.