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

still semi erect cock back in his pants and stood, patting Francesca on the head briefly before walking out of the room. He needed to go and get blood and he wanted to go and see Sirene. He hadn’t intended going near their home tonight though, but it was hard to stay away when she was so tempting. Her name suited her perfectly because she was a siren, luring him to her.
    Maybe he would go there; just pretend to be calling on Cassandra and Chloe? Perhaps he could use them for a quick fuck?  It was too soon for Sirene, as much as he wanted her, but instinct told him this was one of those times where it would be necessary to see how things transpired. For once in his vampire life, this was not an occasion where he could rush in, pissing, in a figurative sense, all over everyone and everything to stake his claim. He was going to have to tread carefully, play it by ear. Something that was uncommon for him, but necessary if his gut instinct was correct.  
    Finally satisfied he’d found a legitimate reason to go against his earlier resolve not to see the girls, and ignoring that little voice that warned him this woman was different and could be dangerous to him, he dragged on his black leather jacket, slipped out the front door and headed for his car.
     
    Sirene
     
    I’d only been in Cassandra’s home a couple of days but I was already loving it and getting on great with both my housemates, which was surprising given I could be considered anti-social at times. Work was going well, or as well as could be expected, for a job that was merely a cover for my real job; if planning to torment and toy with a vampire could be called a job.
    I still hadn’t approached Terry about perhaps landing a gig for myself at the club, but I was working on it. I should have felt guilty for what I was planning to do, but to hell with it. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do and I needed to sing for my second job, not serve drunk obnoxious men, who didn’t understand how potentially dangerous it was, for them to come on to me, grope at me, and generally piss me right off.
    Sighing, I shifted into a more comfortable position from where I lay, sprawled out on the lounge. All three of us were spread out all over the lounges watching a DVD which none of us were paying much attention to, while we drank our way through a couple of bottles of wine and giggled a lot. Even I giggled and giggling wasn’t something I did much of.
    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