Free Passion And Fire (Passion #4) by J. A Melville

spells and fuck them. Get my rocks off that way but it didn’t go according to plan.”
    Fabian’s expression was sobering, those strange pale grey/blue eyes of his studying Damien closely. “Go on son, what happened?”
    “I couldn’t believe it sire. I’m cursed with bad luck. Flame shares the house with Cassie and Chloe. Again she foiled my plans to fuck and feed. I...we fought, god we fight like you wouldn’t believe. That woman gives me so much shit and sadly my charm seems to be lost on her. She drives me so crazy.”
    “Go on Damien. I’m sensing there’s more to this story.” Fabian said quietly.
    “I...I kissed her and it was explosive between us. She tried to insinuate she was gay and I had to prove she wasn’t. She isn’t gay at all. Kissing her was amazing and I wanted her but the minute I tried to take it further she completely freaked out, and ran off upstairs to her room. I know I should have gone home at that point but…but I didn’t.” He trailed off.
    “What did you do?” Fabian’s tone had lost all humour now and Damien felt a knot start to form in his stomach. His sire was not going to be happy with him.
    “I mind controlled Cassie and Chloe but fucked Chloe and fed from her. I know I shouldn’t have done that sire but I was desperate. I’d been hard for hours. I was in so much pain; I let my dick rule me. It was a bad decision I know.”
    “Why do I get the feeling this story is not going to get better?” Fabian’s pale eyes locked on his.
    “When I finished with Chloe and had cleaned her up and removed all traces of what I’d done to her, I had been about to leave when Flame confronted me. She’d come downstairs at some point and was in the kitchen. I’m sorry sire, but I suspect she saw me with Chloe.” He reluctantly met his sire’s eyes that had turned cold and hard.
    “Did you catch her watching you and Chloe?” He asked his voice soft but Damien knew that tone. Fabian was far from calm and he knew he was well and truly in the shit with his sire.
    “I didn’t, but I got hit by a notepad in the study when I was tending to Chloe and I have no idea where it came from; she must have thrown it at me.  It was just some things Flame said about me being able to charm the pants of Chloe and that when it came to women I was a blood sucker. She never came out and said she’d seen anything but her comments and behaviour make me suspicious.” He dropped his head. “I’m sorry. Please don’t kill me. I’ll fix this.”
    “I have no intention of killing you....yet.” Fabian gave a tiny smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “How will you fix it? You said you couldn’t mind control her?”
    “That’s why I suspect she will not reveal what I am to anyone sire. She’s not entirely human herself if I can’t control her. She has her own secrets.”
    “God, we don’t have another witch on our hands do we?” Fabian asked, his eyes straying to Sirene. She glanced over at him and the look they gave one another was intense and hot. It nearly made Damien hard again.
    “I don’t know sire. I’m sorry. I’ll try and fix this ok?”
    “You won’t do anything. We will go and see this woman tomorrow. Find out when she finishes work. We can’t do anything tonight. It’s late, late in the humans’ world anyway. I think it would be wise if you stayed in for the rest of the night now before you allow your dick as you put it, to rule any more decisions. Sirene and I need to feed. If this woman is too much trouble, we might have to take preventative measures to keep her silent.” Fabian warned and Damien’s eyes widened. Surely he wasn’t talking about killing her? He didn’t want her to die, not because of him. She drove him crazy and he wanted her desperately; she was frustrating and annoying but he couldn’t sit by and watch the life being taken from her. Ok, he was pleased his sire wasn’t going to kill him, well, not for now at least, but he didn’t want Flame