Passion And Fire (Passion #4) (10 page)

Angry tears pricked at the back of my eyes and I struggled to keep them at bay, noticing that Fabian was studying me closely again. “I think you will find we have a very good understanding of what you go through Flame. Trying to hide our true identities from those who would judge us, or treat us like we are objects to be displayed for other’s amusement? Oh yes, we understand, but what I don’t understand is why you would think your talent is nothing significant?”

I snorted, trying to mask my emotions from him. I sensed this man was very good at getting inside a person and seeing them for who they really were. “What use is being able to move things with my mind? When I was a child and had very little control over it, people would give me so much shit. Do you have any idea how tired a person can get of being called Carrie, you know, like her in the Stephen King book?”

“Babe, you should have just dropped a fucking piano on their heads.” Damien drawled and something about the way he said it forced a reluctant smile to my face.

“You have an ability that is not to be dismissed so lightly.” Fabian was still studying me. “I bet men would appreciate your talents in the bedroom.”

I gaped at him for coming right out and saying that like my sex life was open to discussion with him. I could tell from his expression that he wasn’t after details; he just thought for some reason that men would like me being telekinetic.

“I don’t get into relationships any more. I had an incident where a man I was seeing got hurt; hit on the head and it ended badly. He had me charged with assault and it got ugly. He finally dropped the charges and I got the hell out of Dodge so to speak. I...I don’t have a lot of control over my mind when I’m having good sex. Things can fly around, people can get hurt.”

Damien burst out laughing and I glared at him. What the hell was that jackass finding so funny? He sobered briefly when he saw my expression. “So fucking you is hazardous to a man’s health? Are we talking possible hospital and intensive care, or will a hard hat suffice, you know to avoid hospital time?”

Damn the bastard, he was having fun with this. “It’s not funny you dick. The man can get hurt. I have tried to control it but it’s happened again since, so now I keep moving around. I never stay in one place too long and no men.”

That sobered him up when my words finally penetrated what I suspected was a vast empty space between his ears. “No men at all?” He sounded incredulous. “You don’t have sex?”

“Well, not with men anyway.” I grinned smugly at him.

He glowered at me. “I told you last night you’re not fucking gay. I proved you weren’t gay.”

“I’m not trying to make out I’m gay you idiot. I’m talking about my battery operated boyfriend.” I smirked at him.

He frowned at me again, raking a hand through his hair which left it in sexy disarray. God the man was hotter than hell. He’d turned me on just kissing me. I could feel my panties were wet and my pussy felt swollen and sensitive, rubbing against my shorts.

“You don’t need one of those. I’ll fuck you, and you can throw whatever the hell you want at my head while I’m doing it.” He said and I laughed although I don’t think his intention was to be funny.

“Damn and they say romance is dead?” I poked my tongue out at him.

His eyes darkened until the green was like moss. “Do that again and I’ll bite it off. You won’t be able to be such a smart ass then will you?”

“Fuck man, you’ve got yourself a hell of a woman there Damo. She’s perfect for you. Sees straight through you doesn’t she?” Lucian interrupted and I turned to the other vampire.

He was younger than the rest but gorgeous too, just more a heart on his sleeve type, and obviously crazily in love with the pale blonde vampire by his side.

“You know you are not alone Flame. You don’t have to be alone with your ability. We are vampire; we get the need to blend in and to be normal. Like you, we don’t wish to be treated like freaks for humans to come and watch us for money, or to be turned into scientific experiments for them. I grew up trying to hide what I was too, and sometimes I made mistakes and people treated me like a freak, or they became so fearful of me.” Sirene’s words drew my attention. “I’m a witch.” She said.

I laughed. “You’re… a...what?”

“I’m a witch and I can see from your expression that you doubt me. So it seems you are quite happy to be the very person you claim to despise. You don’t like being treated like a freak or for some to doubt your sanity and yet I tell you I’m a witch and you doubt me?”

“I’m sorry; I just have never met one before.” I managed to sound contrite.

“She’s very good aren’t you my beauty?” Fabian was smiling down at his woman, the love for her clearly evident in his eyes. “She made my life hell when we first met casting spells on me to drive me crazy but at the same time, it was her spells that saved my life, which saved our son’s life.”

“Son?” I looked between the two of them. “You call them all your sons but they’re not really your sons are they?”

“You are right Flame but I have a real son, Adrian is his name. He is mine and Sirene’s biological son. I can see the question in your eyes and if you decide to give my arrogant and rather cocky son, Damien a go, we might share our story with you one day.”

I stared at them all beginning to realise there was a lot more to them than I realised. They were vampire, but they all had their stories. Sirene was a witch and a vampire. Suddenly I didn’t feel so alone. I had people who were different like I was. They were a damn good looking lot too. I couldn’t help wondering if they had always been attractive or whether being vampire made them all stunning?

“So what did you all come here to see me for? It wasn’t just to welcome me to Hobart now was it?”

“It was to see what your story was. Damien had told me he’d been unable to mind control you, so we knew you weren’t entirely human.”

“You mean I can’t be controlled?” I looked at him in surprise.

“No you can’t Flame. I tried twice last night and failed. I told Fabian about you and what I’d done. Normally what I’d done and risking exposure is punishable by death.” Damien said.

“Death? Oh, you were worried I’d go out there and be town crier, weren’t you? That’s why you’re all here. Well, don’t worry. I have no intention of blowing your secret. I know what it’s like to be the freak, the one who doesn’t fit in but of course I expect you to respect me, and keep what I am a secret too.” I said. “If you blow my secret, I will blow yours. So are we in agreement? Can we all live with that deal?”

Fabian shook my hand. “I think we have a deal my dear. Now, the only other issue I have is regarding Damien. I’m curious, just how long do you intend to keep him in his current condition?” He gestured to Damien’s groin and my eyes dropped to stare at it. Damned if he wasn’t still like an iron bar in his jeans and I stared at his cock, almost hypnotised by the sheer size of it. I needed to see it, touch it. I wanted to taste it and I wanted more than anything to feel it inside me.

I raised my eyes to his emerald ones, seeing the myriad of emotions crossing his handsome features. I turned to Fabian who was also watching me intently. I said nothing for a few moments, simply studied the two of them as closely as they watched me, until finally I smiled, a sense of calm flowing through me. “I don’t know Fabian.” I said to him before shifting to meet Damien’s eyes again. “But, how about I help him with that problem now?”

The words were barely out of my mouth when Damien moved and suddenly he was before me, his hands cupping my cheeks and with the softest of groans, his head came down and his lips closed over mine.

Chapter Six

Damien

He kissed her briefly before raising his head to meet her turbulent gaze. “Are you sure because you can’t change your mind. If you change your mind midway through, I’m going to go crazy.” He took her hand and pressed it to his groin, wincing in pain. “You can’t leave me like this. It’s cruel, but it’s worse to do it to a vampire. Unless you are vampire, you will never understand the importance of sex to us and how being like this for too long affects our health. It’s not a line to get in your panties either, despite me wanting in them badly. We become sick, weak, debilitated if we don’t fuck and fuck regularly. So tell me, do you still want this?”

She squeezed him gently, grinning when he winced again. “I’m sure.”

Suddenly they heard someone clear their throat and Damien saw Flame jump slightly as if she’d forgotten they still had a room full of vampires watching them.

“I think it is time for us to bid you good night.” Fabian said humour visible in his expression.  

“Hey wait a minute. Can’t we watch? This is going to be hot.” Lucian protested and Arissa, hit him on the arm.

“We are not watching them and if you want something hot lets….” She raised herself on her toes to whisper in his ear and his expression grew heated just before he hauled her into his arms.

“Ok, we’re out of here.” He said and headed for the door, nearly dragging Arissa off her feet in his haste. “See you later bro and for fuck sakes, break him gently Flame. He’s about ready to explode, so show the poor bastard some mercy.” He grinned.  

“Fuck off Lucian.” Damien growled.

“Shall we leave you to bring the ladies out of their mind control?” Sirene asked.

“I’ll do it.” He said. “Just go. Go hunt, whatever you need to do.” His voice was filled with his impatience. He just wanted them all gone.

“Little impatient there bro aren’t you? See you later Flame.” Lucian grinned, just before he and Arissa disappeared out the door.  

“Enjoy the rest of your evening.” Fabian’s strange eyes shifted between them before lowering to Damien’s groin. “I’m sure you will though.”

He took Sirene’s hand and left the house. When they heard the car start up, Damien walked over to Cassie and Chloe. “I’ll lift the mind control but I don’t know what memory to give them.” He turned to look over at Flame. “I can’t spend time dealing with idle chatter now. I want you too much to waste a moment longer than I have to on them.”

“Can’t you just make it seem like you came to see me, and I’ve decided to fuck a loser like you after all?” She smirked at him and he growled.

“Stop calling me a fucking loser woman. You’re not going to be calling me that for much longer. I’m going to fuck you into submission. I’ll be the best fuck you’ve ever had.”

“You are such an arrogant asshole Damien. Bold statement, but can you deliver? I don’t do quiet and submissive in bed so if you can’t handle that, tough.”

He felt his cock jerk in his jeans at her comment. So she was the aggressor in bed? Well, he’d see about that. He’d never been the submissive one and he wasn’t about to start with her. He would break her. He would get her under him, those fucking amazingly muscled thighs around him and that was the only time he would allow her to break him, when she tightened them around his hips. Still she was going to need to hang on because he intended fucking her in ways she’d never been fucked before.  

“Dammit, help me get them upstairs. I’ll put them to bed. We can do that too. That way they will sleep and wake up in the morning with vague images of the night before, but it will seem like dreams to them.”

“How the hell do we get them upstairs? They’re all, whatever the hell they are, kind of like dummies.” She protested.

“They can be moved and they will do whatever I ask them to do Flame, watch.” He bent down to both ladies. “Cassie, Chloe, stand please and follow me.”

Obediently both women stood and he slipped an arm around each of them and they all headed upstairs. Once each woman was in her bedroom, Damien and Flame quickly changed them into their nightgowns and helped them into their beds. Once they were both in bed, he told them to sleep and that when they woke in the morning, they would have no memory of the other vampires ever having been there. He told them that they would remember him being there, and that he’d been with Flame and then they left the ladies to sleep.

“Where’s your room?” He asked her once they were finally alone.

“Follow me.” She brushed past him and his nostrils flared as he breathed in her subtle fragrance. He could smell her perfume, her blood but most of all her arousal. Oh yes, she might challenge him and act like she didn’t give a shit, but she wanted him. He could smell it and he had no doubt at all that when he finally got to touch her hot little cunt that he would find her wet and ready for him.

Flame

When I stepped aside to let Damien into my room ahead of me, I suddenly felt an attack of nerves. This was it, I was going to have sex with him. After the fighting and challenging him every step, now I was expected to lie down and give into him. I wanted him, but I couldn’t give into him.

As soon as we were both inside and the door shut, I took charge and watched his body slam against it, surprise flaring in his eyes. One button at a time, I opened his shirt and silently groaned when it fell open, revealing his stunning chest. I recovered and removed his shirt, leaving him standing before me in his jeans, still pinned against the door. I had done it all without laying a finger on him.

“So this is how it’s going to be is it?” His voice was husky, his eyes narrowed to just slits as he watched me. I could see the lust burning in them, the tension around his beautiful mouth, and when I lowered my gaze that cock of his still pushed hard against the denim of his jeans.