Passion And Fire (Passion #4)

by J. a Melville

  “I…I love you Damien. I love you.” The second time was easier to say. “I hope you can forgive me but I understand I’ve probably treated you too badly for you to ever love me again. Just, if nothing else, try to forgive me, please. I’m so sorry.” My words fading to barely a whisper, my eyes burning with the tears that wanted to fall, but I fought to keep them back.

  I fell silent, searching his face for something, some hint, some tiny glimmer to give me hope, but he said nothing and showed no expression as he stared down at me.

  The silence stretched on and I began to lose hope. He was not going to forgive me and he sure as hell didn’t love me anymore. With my eyes downcast, I moved to pull away from him, turning to leave but the hand I’d held now tightened around mine, and I was suddenly dragged towards him and flung against the side of Fabian’s car.

  I gasped and my eyes shot to his but his lips slammed down on mine, his hand tangling in my hair, tugging my head back until my neck was bowed, exposing my skin to him.

  His lips moved from mine and began to trail down my neck and I felt a shiver of excitement when his fangs grazed at my skin. When he suddenly bit down, I cried out, my fangs descending too and with an uncontrollable bowing of my spine, I came, with no stimulation, no hand to my pussy or clit, just the pleasure and pain of his bite.

  He growled, rubbing his erection against me, suddenly fumbling between our bodies. I heard the familiar sound of his zip being lowered before he reached into his jeans, pulling out his huge erect dick. His hand disappeared under the hem of my dress and my thong was pulled to one side before he pushed a couple of fingers into me. I cried out, moving against his hand, wanting more, needing him inside me.

  Damien pulled his fingers out again leaving me bereft but before I could protest, I felt the gorgeous broad head of his cock against me and he began to push inside, inch by inch, piercing by piercing until he was buried in me. He didn’t fuck me slow and easy like I expected. The gentle entering of my body was certainly not a hint of things to come; quite the opposite in fact. He began to thrust into me hard and fast, pounding me up against the side of Fabian’s car, and I briefly hoped that the owner of the vehicle wouldn’t show up anytime soon.

  Gradually he worked us higher, his thrusts harder and faster, his fingers biting into my ass as he held me steady. The pressure was building in me again as each thrust brushed over my clit, sending a burst of pleasure radiating through me. I could tell that Damien was drawing closer to his release too when his movements became more frantic.

  Finally it was too much and I cried out, my body convulsing and shuddering as my orgasm tore through me. With my body held in the grip of an intense climax, made more intense I think because I’d finally confessed my feelings to Damien, I clung to him, my arms wrapped around his neck, holding his head, whispering over and over again to him that I loved him and I was sorry.

  Suddenly he tensed, his fingers digging even harder into me, as he lunged, slamming my back against the side of Fabian’s car. Once, twice he thrust, and with a low groan his head fell back and I felt the flood of his release deep inside me. “Oh fuck, fuck babe, fuck.” His voice was rough as he trembled through his climax.

  I held him until his body stopped shuddering against mine and he dropped his head to my neck, his arms around me so tight he might have broken my ribs if I’d been human.

  “I love you babe.” He mumbled into the hollow at the base of my neck, and suddenly I was afraid I’d misheard him or that he’d already be regretting his words.

  “What did you say?” I asked gnawing on my bottom lip as I waited for his reply.

  “I love you Flame. I never stopped. I was heartbroken when you couldn’t love me back. I’ve never in my entire life, human or vampire told someone I love them. You’re the only woman I’ve ever felt the desire to be with forever. I know you had trouble adjusting to becoming vampire but I couldn’t sit back and watch you die. Even then, I knew my feelings for you were different. I didn’t realise I loved you, but I knew I loved being with you. It wasn’t just about the sex with you. You are bright and intelligent and challenging. I loved the banter between us and I’ve never wanted any of that before. Every other woman has only ever been about the sex and blood.” I saw a haunted look cross his face. “You were going to die Flame. You were bleeding internally and I just couldn’t stand back and let you die or watch the humans try to save you. Modern medicine was not going to help you; your injuries were too severe. We’d just reached a better level of understanding and everything seemed perfect, then that car turned up, hit us and everything changed. I’ve hated how things have been the last few days. I hated that you needed Adrian to give you what you wanted, even when you were letting me fuck you. It had to be the pain and the brutal violent sex. I’ve had a lot of sex but it’s not so hot when it’s like that babe. Well not for me at least. I can role play, play games; I can spank you but not sadistic behaviour. I’m not a sadist.”

  “I know you’re not Damien and I’m not one for the pain really but call Adrian what you will, he helped me. He knew what I needed when I didn’t. I don’t need that anymore. I’ve accepted what I’ve become and I don’t hate it or what I am. I’m sorry that I treated you so badly.” I reached up to kiss him and he quickly took over, his tongue in my mouth.

  “Thank fuck for that. They’re kissing and hey look. Some things just never change. He’s got his dick inside her again. Do you two get off on being exhibitionists do you?” Francesca’s voice was like a bucket of cold water over us, as we stood in one another’s arms, leaning against Fabian’s car.

  Surprisingly Damien chuckled quietly before pulling out of me and tucking himself back in his jeans. He reached out to drag the hem of my dress to a more acceptable length before slipping an arm around my shoulders. He seemed reluctant to lose contact with me at all and I was so fucking happy to have him, and be in his arms that I grinned at Fabian. Fuck, I grinned at the big man himself, and more amazingly he smiled back at me.

  “It’s good to see you two appear to have sorted your problems. The tension in the house has been intolerable. So the pair determined to avoid commitment have discovered they love one another. It’s a good feeling isn’t it?” Fabian asked as he turned to pull Sirene into his arms.

  “It is.” I grinned at Fabian before looking up into the warm bright eyes of Damien. “I never expected it to feel so good. I’ve run from this for years because I was so scared to love and possibly be rejected or abandoned.” I reached up to kiss his cheek. “I love you my sexy man whore.”

  He grinned down at me. “I’m only a man whore for you babe. My dick’s going to stay a one cunt dick from now on.” I burst out laughing at his words. Only Damien could get away with talking the way he did.

  “I think it’s time we headed home now.” Fabian said. “I know that might seem somewhat dull after your frequent desire to fuck in public, but there is no need to continually take risks of being detected.”

  “Great idea.” Damien dragged me towards the car. “The faster we get home, the quicker I can get back inside that gorgeous cunt of yours.” He grinned and I rolled my eyes at him.

  We all started climbing into Fabian’s car when I heard a woman’s voice call my name and I spun around, feeling my body turn to ice when I saw who it was. It was a man and woman. They looked older than I remembered, but then it had been a bit over a decade since I’d seen them last. That would make them in their late fifties now. Their clothes looked cheap and both of them had more lines on their faces than they should have had for their ages, as if they’d fallen on difficult times. It was a shock to see them and I couldn’t move as I stared at them in growing horror. How the fuck had they found me?

  “Who is it babe?” Damien stepped alongside of me and turned to the couple who were looking at me. “Hang on, she….” His voice trailed off and I turned to him, tension making my body rigid.

  I could see the question in his eyes but I simply turned back to the couple before me. “What do
you want Mum and Dad?” I asked and heard the harshly drawn breath from Damien.

  “These are your parents?” His tone was incredulous. “The people who abandoned you?”

  I couldn’t seem to articulate the words so I nodded. Why? Why the fuck did they have to show up now? I never expected to see them again. I was finally happy. I had a man who loved me and a family in these vampires.

  “Why are you here? What do you want?” I asked them again. “I have nothing to say to either of you. You abandoned me. You packed up and left me all alone. I’ve not seen you or heard from you in all these years, and now you show up? Why?”

  “We need your help Flame. We lost everything. We’re broke. You look like you’re doing ok, so please, we need you to help us.”

  Damien snorted. “She’s not going to help you. You can piss off back to whatever rock you crawled out from under. Flame owes you nothing. You left her all alone. You don’t even know the kind of damage you’ve done to her by abandoning her, do you? You’re both fools if you think she owes you anything; if you think she’s going to help you.” He turned towards the car, taking my elbow to make me follow him.

  “You’re wrong young man. Our daughter will help us or you will all pay the ultimate price. We are used to speculation, the media, the damage that can be done. Don’t dismiss us or we will go to the papers. Is that what you want?”

  Damien turned back around, his expression questioning but I already knew. I could see it in their faces. They were going to blow our very existence sky high and expose us to the world. “You can’t do that.” I said.

  “When everything is lost and we have nothing more; we do what we have to do, even if that means throwing our daughter under a bus and taking you all with her.” My father said. “You see, we saw you; we saw you doing things with that man which should not be done in public. You bit each other; you had fangs, like vampires. It seems almost unreal to imagine it but we saw. We don’t want to expose you. My guess is no one knows what you are, and if we hadn’t seen with our own eyes, we wouldn’t believe either. I don’t know how this has happened but you were always different Flame, a freak, odd, possessed, a demon, I don’t know, and frankly, I don’t care. I need you to help us and if you don’t, well, you know what will happen. We need money. Give us some and we’ll go again. Your secret will be safe with us, I promise.”

  I heard Damien make a noise, a sound of disbelief. I met Fabian’s eyes. I knew he would be furious. We had caused this. We had inadvertently put our very existence in jeopardy by fucking and feeding in an open area. He’d probably kill us for that but that didn’t change the immediate problem we had with my parents.

  “Very well, if you would come with us, we can discuss this in a more comfortable setting.” Fabian shocked me by saying. I stared at him surprised at how quickly he gave in, simply backed down. He was making no attempt at all to fight, and here was I thinking he was supposed to be one badass vampire.

  “Badass; my ass.” I whispered under my breath, drawing Damien’s eyes to mine.

  “I’m not sure that would be a good idea for us to come with you.” My father’s words drew my attention to him.

  “I can assure you that you are quite safe.” Fabian said quietly. “We live in a very normal suburban residence, surrounded by humans. We wish to live as privately as possible, we have human friends. You do not have to worry about whether you can trust us or not Mr?” He gave them a questioning look.

  “Phillip Jackson and my wife Laura.”

  Fabian’s eyes widened. “You’re not Phillip L Jackson who was involved in that political scandal about a year or so ago?”

  I gaped at Fabian. A vampire who read newspapers? Well of course he did. I’d seen him but I didn’t realise he was so well read. Suddenly I found myself looking at him through different eyes. He really did want to just live a life that was mostly human. The enormity of what Damien and I had done, leading to the exposure of our kind was just starting to sink in. Fabian seemed so calm but I bet underneath he was furious.

  “So you’ve heard of us?” My father said. “Very well, we shall come with you but I’m just going to make a call to someone who will alert the authorities if we don’t show up in less than twenty four hours.”

  I silently groaned. My father was such a ruthless bastard and a shrewd one too. He wouldn’t risk his life by coming with a bunch of vampires unless he was sure he had all his bases covered.

  We waited while he placed the call and spoke to the person he had on the line. Whoever it was, it seemed like a quite heated conversation going by the anger I could see on my father’s face. Once he was off the phone again he and my mother climbed into the large 4WD and we headed for home. I found myself constantly looking at my parents. Why now? Why did they have to show up now and how the hell could this problem be fixed? They knew what we were. Why hadn’t Fabian just mind controlled them to make them forget? It couldn’t be good for them to suddenly show up after all these years. I don’t know what had happened to make them lose everything. All I knew was the bubble of happiness that had surrounded me when Damien had told me he still loved me, was suddenly in jeopardy, and I worried it might be about to burst, destroying everything I now had. I just had to hope that there was a way for all this to work out, and that Fabian could fix it, preferably without being so pissed at Damien and I that he wanted us dead. Suddenly fearful of what was to come, I reached for Damien’s hand and for the rest of the drive; I held it tightly in mine.

  Chapter Twenty Four

  Damien

  Damien knew that the sudden appearance of her parents had shaken Flame enormously. She was so quiet on the drive home and although her expression gave nothing away, he knew by the death grip she had on his hand that she was far from calm.

  He continued to glare at the people who had cared so little for their child that they had abandoned her. He couldn’t believe the balls her father had to show up after all these years demanding money. He had so much he wanted to say to him, to both her parents, but it was so quiet in the car; no one spoke.

  Damien suspected Flame wasn’t saying anything due to shock. It had to be a hell of a shock for her, to have them to turn up nearly eleven years after they’d run off and left her all alone. She’d done well but emotionally she had suffered and he blamed these people for him nearly losing her.

  It was a relief when Fabian turned the car into the driveway of their home and everyone climbed out and headed inside. Damien watched Flame’s parents’ as they took in the neighbourhood they were in and the sheer impressive size of Fabian’s home. His lip curled up sardonically as he watched them. If they were looking at his sire as a potential meal ticket, they could get fucked.

  Fabian and Sirene led the way down the long imposing corridor until they got to the living room that was unusual because it was almost circular. He indicated for their guests to sit and offered them refreshments which they both declined. They seemed overly keen to get on with negotiating a deal for the money they wanted, and not too concerned with anything else. That would probably be their downfall if Damien knew his sire. He could be calm, peaceful, quite fair and decent, especially now he had Sirene, but he had a dark side too and most knew not to bring it out in him. Unfortunately or fortunately depending on a person’s take on it, Flame’s parents wouldn’t know that. Right now, Fabian seemed the optimum of cool, calm and collected but that could and probably would change in a split second depending on how this meeting went.

  As he studied them it angered Damien to see how little regard they had for their daughter. They really didn’t give a shit about her, they were only after money. The way they were eyeing off the home, it seemed interest in their own daughter was waning. If her father’s expression was any indication, he had just come to the realisation that Fabian might be the better meal ticket, a more profitable source of money.

  “So perhaps you can tell us why you’ve turned up in your daughter’s life again after so many years absent?” Fabian was the first to break
the silence. “I have heard the story of how she came home one day to find you’d up and left, totally abandoning her. Perhaps you can try and make not only myself but your daughter understand why that was justified in your opinion.”

  Damien had to fight to hide his grin at his sire’s words. If Flame’s father thought he held the upper hand, then he’d never met anyone like Fabian. He sounded so calm, but he wouldn’t be. He would more than likely lull them into a false sense of security and then at the right moment, strike.

  Flame

  My father made some muffled noise, like a cough and his expression was filled with disbelief. “How on earth can you ask something like that? Look at her, have you seen what she is, what she can do? Now she’s a what, a vampire too? Or can’t she do those things with her thoughts any more now she’s a blood sucking creature?”

  I felt pain lance through me at my father’s thoughtless, callous words. He still didn’t get it; he still thought I was bad, unworthy, whatever the hell he thought about me. The most painful thing was knowing that he didn’t care, that he felt no shame, remorse, no sense of guilt for what he and my mother had done. That was blatantly obvious by the way he was talking now. Fuck, he had absolutely no regard for my feelings or he would be trying to be less hurtful about it surely. If he and my mother were after money, my father wasn’t exactly going about it the right way. If he wanted to win me over or any of us for that matter, insulting not only myself but any of us for being vampire, wasn’t going to work.

  “How the fuck can you talk about your own child that way you cold hearted bastard?” Damien leapt to his feet, anger radiating off him.

  “Sit my son.” Fabian didn’t even look away from my father’s eyes, as he ordered Damien back and I reached out to take his hand and pull him down alongside of me again.