Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) by J. A Melville Read Free Book Online

room of his home. When he raised his eyes to her, she was watching him as he sat across from her, deep in thought.
    “Perhaps you would do well to not stick your nose in where it is not wanted little one.” He warned. “Of course, her moving into their home has worked out nicely for me, or it will, in time.”
    The thought of Sirene now being under the same roof as Cassandra and Chloe, excited him tremendously. It would not be too much longer before he could go to their home and do the one thing he longed to do. Fucking the raven haired beauty occupied his mind every waking moment. Just the thought of finally being inside her aroused him, making him hard and he shifted restlessly when the denim of his jeans rubbed uncomfortably against his erection.
    “Would you like me to take care of that?” Francesca’s voice interrupted his thoughts and he turned to her with a raised eyebrow. He saw her eyes were on the bulge behind his zip and he decided he would make use of her to rectify his situation. There was no need for him to spend the night with a hard on and it would take the edge off his desire before he went out later to fuck and feed.
    He desperately wanted to go to Cassandra’s home, but he couldn’t, not yet. Sirene was different, she made him feel different. He didn’t want to just go there, mind control them all and have her perform for him like a well-trained dog, following and obeying his every command. His ego was big enough that in her case, he wanted her to want him. He wanted her begging for him to fuck her, and if he couldn’t get that from her, then he would mind control her and she could perform for him like a well-trained dog.
    Shifting again as thoughts of her, only increased his discomfort, he turned to Francesca. “Come little one, put me in your mouth, I want to fuck it.” He opened his jeans pulling out his rigid shaft as her watched her climb from the lounge and wander over to him. When she dropped to her knees before him, he gave her a warning look. “No teeth.”
    When her lips closed around him, he dropped his head back against the headrest of his chair, his fingers finding her wild mane of black hair, as she lowered over him, sucking him in deep. Obviously this was not to be some long, torturous blow job, which suited his mood, fortunately. She took him deep; not stopping until he felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. Fabian groaned as the pressure began to build rapidly. Fuck, Francesca had a mouth on her like a high powered vacuum cleaner and she was literally going to suck the essence right out of him.
    As she sucked, he began to thrust into her mouth, growling when her fangs descended and he felt them grazing his cock, as she bobbed up and down on him. Restlessly, his fingers moved through her hair, tangling it, as he watched himself sliding in and out past her black painted lips.
    Francesca brought a hand up to cup his balls, squeezing them gently while her other hand followed the path of her lips, up and down his cock. Fabian could feel the tingle through his spine, the pressure building as he swelled in her mouth, and with one final thrust, he dug his fingers into her scalp, pushing her down hard on him, just as he bucked up, slamming against the back of her throat. With a loud hiss through his teeth, he started to come, his hips rising, pumping into her, emptying his load over her tongue.
    When he was done, Francesca lifted her head, her fangs still lowered and he offered her his wrist. She latched on, sucking his blood into her mouth until he pushed her away. He needed to feed himself, but he wanted blood from someone living, not this blood exchange from one vampire to another. Nothing could beat the feeling of warm sweet blood running down the back of the throat from a nice, temperature controlled, living human. Well except for a tight, warm and wet cunt, that was an incredible feeling but the two accompanying one another was the ultimate euphoria.
    He tucked his