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

said, his voice deep, husky and clearly filled with his arousal causing Fran to smirk at him.
    “Patience daddy dearest, you can hardly jump her bones here now can you? You might want to make that thing a little less obvious?”  She grabbed at his crotch, cupping his erection and he jerked, his body highly sensitised.
    “Don’t touch me. I wish for you to leave me now Francesca. Go find someone to feed off, anything, but I no longer require your presence here. I will be waiting to speak with Sirene which might not be until she finishes performing.” He told her.
    “You’re prepared to hang out here in this noisy club with all these blood filled humans you could feed from and yet you’re going to wait for her? You do have it bad Fabian. I’m happy to go. Enjoy your wait.” She threw her hair back with a flourish and left him, weaving her way through the crowds to get to the exit of the club.
    Once he was alone, he began to move forward, wanting to get closer to the stage, closer to her, so he could watch her, smell her, picture in his mind what he intended doing to her.
    He drew nearer, his eyes never leaving her as she moved around on the stage, her voice flowing over him, making him hungry, making him lust after her and making him hard. God, what was it about her that had him wanting her so much?
    When he finally got right to the front, he stared up at her as she sang, her head back, her long mane of black hair, swinging free off her shoulders, and Fabian felt his fingers ball into fists by his side, as he pictured himself grasping that amazing hair of hers in both hands as he fucked her from behind.
    This was going to be torture having to wait for her to finish for the night before he could have her. Perhaps he should find someone to feed off and fuck before she finished, just to take the edge off a little?
    Still when he looked up at Sirene, he realised he didn’t want someone else tonight, he only wanted her. Fuck that voice of hers, her beauty. What an appropriate name she had. She was a siren with her sexy voice and stunning appearance and she was slowly but surely reeling him in until all he could think about was her.
     
    Sirene
     
    God, I was having a blast, I was in my element, I was singing, performing on stage, I’d done it. I’d managed to convince Tony I could sing and he’d allowed me to take over from the band that was ‘sick.’  Ok, so they were sick with some help from me, but then a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.
    Tony had found a dress for me to wear and Chloe had helped me get ready with the hair and makeup. Now here I was, on stage, singing my heart out, and the best thing was, people liked me, if the cheering was any indication.
    As I finished my last song for the set, my head came forward and I opened my eyes, just as the lights grew brighter. The first thing I saw was him, it was Fabian and he was standing right in front of the stage, watching me intently. Fuck and he looked unbelievably hot too.
    I met his gaze, staring into those pale blue grey eyes of his and I saw it, desire and arousal. He was making no effort to hide it from me and I knew, tonight was it, tonight was the night I was going to let him fuck me. With just the thought of it, of getting naked with him, for the chance to see if he could deliver on the promise his eyes and body suggested, I felt my panties dampen.
    He stepped towards me as I moved to leave the stage, his hand coming out to take mine, helping me down the few stairs in my high heels.
    “Fabian.” I spoke first, aiming for the cool and collected look but with my heart hammering away in my chest, I’m not sure I was convincing of that.
    “Sirene, well, now I understand your name even more. Your voice was like the siren’s song, it drew me to you. I had no idea you could sing the way you do but you have an amazing voice.”
    Despite it only being Fabian and a vampire at that complimenting me, I still felt my heart swell with excitement and