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and then it hit him, Sirene. She was the different thing in that house, and he already suspected something was different about her, although he couldn’t figure out what. She wasn’t scared of him or intimidated by him that was for sure. Sometimes people were because of his size but Sirene was different and there was something in her eyes, a look that he didn’t altogether trust. Something was going on with her, and as much as he wanted her, he had to find out what, and soon.
    Finally he made it into the city and headed for the nearest night club, his nostrils flaring when he smelt all that wonderful sweet blood, mixed with the scent of arousal. He grinned, mix humans with alcohol and their need to fuck was heightened. It was the same for vampires but the blood was like the alcohol. When they fed, they wanted to fuck. The two went hand in hand.
    That’s exactly what he wanted now; blood and sex. He needed to find a willing woman he could feed from, but one he could fuck too. He did feel a moment’s uneasiness at the thought of trying to mind control a woman to use for his needs. Would it hurt again, or was it just Cassandra and Chloe that caused the blinding pain when he tried to control them?
    As he headed downstairs into the packed and noisy night club, he glanced around at the young blood filled women. Once he found exactly the kind he was looking for, he would know soon enough, if the pain he suffered was only connected to Cassie and Chloe.  
    It didn’t take long and he found a woman that looked suitable. She was clearly inebriated, leaning against the wall, her eyes partially closed. She was tiny, about the same height as Sirene; dark hair which as he drew closer to her, he could see had streaks of red and purple through it. Her skin looked pale under the club’s lighting and a faint sheen of perspiration gave her face a slightly shiny look.
    “Can I get you a drink?” He asked her and she stared up at him, her eyes suddenly widening when she got her first real look at him. Fabian had to fight not to smirk at her expression. It was always the same shit. They were dazzled by his appearance, proving women too, could be shallow creatures. They were so ready to fuck him and follow him anywhere, bore him with details of their lives, like he even gave a fuck. They didn’t know him or what he was, as he only revealed that he was vampire to women who looked like they could cope with that information. They either took the news well, and in some cases acted like he was fucking Edward Cullen to their Bella or they began screaming hysterically. It didn’t really matter how they reacted anyway. None of them would remember him the next day. He always made sure of that. He wasn’t interested in a relationship; he had no desire to be stuck fucking and feeding from only one woman. He loved variety, he loved women, and he’d proven that by fucking and feeding his way through as many as he could over the centuries. None had ever made him want them for something longer, or more meaningful, not since Carmella.
    An image of Sirene flashed through his mind. She was different, he wanted her, and he suspected he would want her more than once. Now was not the time to be thinking of her though. She could wait.
    He turned his attention back to the petite woman in front of him and once her eyes met his, he quickly put her under mind control, relieved when it didn’t hurt him. With a hand to her elbow, he steered her up the stairs and out of the club. When he found a laneway between two buildings that was shrouded in darkness, he pulled her down it, since it would give him the privacy he needed.
    Pressing her up against the brick wall of the building, he reached under her dress, sliding his fingers up her thigh until he reached her panties.
    He lowered his head and kissed her, forcing her lips apart and dipping his tongue inside but the taste of the alcohol was overpowering and he tore his lips from hers again, shuddering in