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I’m not going to take her away from you although let’s face it, you know if I wanted her, you’d have no chance of keeping her.”
“Fuck off Damien. Arissa’s got too much class for someone like you. Anyway you’re going to have to find someone else to piss off now as I’m moving into the house across the road. The old lady left it to Arissa so we’re going to be your neighbours from now on.”
“Damn so little brother’s another one lost to the old ball and chain.” He joked and Lucian punched him in the arm in response.
After a little more good natured ribbing, Damien wandered off to the other side of the room and stood watching the interaction of the vampires with the newest one to the fold. He felt a moment of sorrow that he wouldn’t have Lucian to hunt with any more.
They’d had some great times, fucking and feeding, sharing women. Fuck they’d had some women over the years. One by one though, they were all finding women and falling for them. Well fuck that, not for him, no fucking woman was sucking him in, no matter how beautiful she was. “No matter how frustrating or desirable she is.” He muttered under his breath.
“What is wrong my son. I sense a restlessness about you, a frustration.” Fabian surprised Damien by suddenly appearing at his side. “Is it a woman? It’s always a woman that ends up turning us upside down and inside out. Have you bedded her? Don’t become sexually frustrated. Your brother was noble with our youngest vampire but you are not as sensitive or as patient as Lucian. Just take her.”
Damien tensed at his sire’s words. He was going to have to tell him the truth. He would have to reveal what had happened and hope Fabian didn’t respond by tearing his head off, not just figuratively but literally.
“I met a woman tonight at the strip club. Fuck the strip club. I should never have fucking well gone there. That damn woman is going to drive me fucking crazy.” He raved on, momentarily forgetting his sire was nearby until he heard him chuckle quietly.
“So what is it about this woman from the strip club? Was she there with another man? Is this what has you so upset?”
“No sire. She works there. Fuck you should have seen her. She’s a pole dancer and those thighs oh fuck those thighs. She could pop a man like a bottle of the finest French champagne, you know what I mean?”
Fabian chuckled again. “Oh yes my son. I’ve come across a few women in my time with talents that could bring a man to his knees. So tell me what is it about this woman that has you in such turmoil?”
“She is beautiful. Stunning, an incredible mane of bright red hair and when I saw it I just wanted to see it wrapped around my…” He broke off when he suddenly realised what he was going to say. Then his expression hardened. “She is argumentative, frustrating, smart mouthed, my god she swears like a man, but it’s so hot, she’s so hot, I want her so badly.”
“So why did you not just take her?” Fabian asked.
“That bitch called me a loser.” Damien went on, as if he hadn’t heard the question. “Me; no woman has ever called me that before. The more she fights me, the more I want her. I will bring her to heel; I just don’t know how the fuck I’m going to do it.” Finally Fabian’s question registered. “I couldn’t just take her. I thought she was immune to mind control outside the club, but I couldn’t be sure. She left after she crushed the crap out of my balls. I was too distracted by the pain.”
Fabian threw back his head and laughed. “This woman really does have you in a spin doesn’t she? So why do I sense there’s more to this story?”
“I made a mistake sire. I should have just gone and found a woman unknown to me but I was so desperate, in such pain. Flame, that’s her name had left me desperately in need of her and I let my dick rule my decision. I went to see Cassie and Chloe. I figured I’d mind control them now Sirene’s lifted the
“Fuck off Damien. Arissa’s got too much class for someone like you. Anyway you’re going to have to find someone else to piss off now as I’m moving into the house across the road. The old lady left it to Arissa so we’re going to be your neighbours from now on.”
“Damn so little brother’s another one lost to the old ball and chain.” He joked and Lucian punched him in the arm in response.
After a little more good natured ribbing, Damien wandered off to the other side of the room and stood watching the interaction of the vampires with the newest one to the fold. He felt a moment of sorrow that he wouldn’t have Lucian to hunt with any more.
They’d had some great times, fucking and feeding, sharing women. Fuck they’d had some women over the years. One by one though, they were all finding women and falling for them. Well fuck that, not for him, no fucking woman was sucking him in, no matter how beautiful she was. “No matter how frustrating or desirable she is.” He muttered under his breath.
“What is wrong my son. I sense a restlessness about you, a frustration.” Fabian surprised Damien by suddenly appearing at his side. “Is it a woman? It’s always a woman that ends up turning us upside down and inside out. Have you bedded her? Don’t become sexually frustrated. Your brother was noble with our youngest vampire but you are not as sensitive or as patient as Lucian. Just take her.”
Damien tensed at his sire’s words. He was going to have to tell him the truth. He would have to reveal what had happened and hope Fabian didn’t respond by tearing his head off, not just figuratively but literally.
“I met a woman tonight at the strip club. Fuck the strip club. I should never have fucking well gone there. That damn woman is going to drive me fucking crazy.” He raved on, momentarily forgetting his sire was nearby until he heard him chuckle quietly.
“So what is it about this woman from the strip club? Was she there with another man? Is this what has you so upset?”
“No sire. She works there. Fuck you should have seen her. She’s a pole dancer and those thighs oh fuck those thighs. She could pop a man like a bottle of the finest French champagne, you know what I mean?”
Fabian chuckled again. “Oh yes my son. I’ve come across a few women in my time with talents that could bring a man to his knees. So tell me what is it about this woman that has you in such turmoil?”
“She is beautiful. Stunning, an incredible mane of bright red hair and when I saw it I just wanted to see it wrapped around my…” He broke off when he suddenly realised what he was going to say. Then his expression hardened. “She is argumentative, frustrating, smart mouthed, my god she swears like a man, but it’s so hot, she’s so hot, I want her so badly.”
“So why did you not just take her?” Fabian asked.
“That bitch called me a loser.” Damien went on, as if he hadn’t heard the question. “Me; no woman has ever called me that before. The more she fights me, the more I want her. I will bring her to heel; I just don’t know how the fuck I’m going to do it.” Finally Fabian’s question registered. “I couldn’t just take her. I thought she was immune to mind control outside the club, but I couldn’t be sure. She left after she crushed the crap out of my balls. I was too distracted by the pain.”
Fabian threw back his head and laughed. “This woman really does have you in a spin doesn’t she? So why do I sense there’s more to this story?”
“I made a mistake sire. I should have just gone and found a woman unknown to me but I was so desperate, in such pain. Flame, that’s her name had left me desperately in need of her and I let my dick rule my decision. I went to see Cassie and Chloe. I figured I’d mind control them now Sirene’s lifted the
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