The Siren Series 2
of
her body with his own, making her feet catch air as he rammed his
stiff cock deeply inside, his fangs elongating and when another
pulsating course began against his prick he lost his control and
seed was stripped from Con's balls, torn out from the depths of him
and he shouted into the air that held the chill of night, Ember
taking his seed within. Con sunk his fangs into the tender skin of
her neck as she took every drop of his essence.
    His passion.
    And perhaps... his heart.
    Constantine was spent and staggered away as he
gathered his satiated mermaid against himself. Using his coat he
laid her down upon it and flopped down beside Ember.
    They lay for a few silent moments, then Con rose
on his elbow to look at her.
    Ember gazed up at him, feeling the heat of his
seed between her thighs. It had been so different to be taken by
someone that drew pleasure like a fine wine from her body, instead
of robbing her of what was only hers to give. Constantine had done
that to her.
    For her.
    Con had never taken a virgin. He had always
wanted females he could abuse with his sex toys and the savage
potential of his physicality.
    Now a female lay before him that he'd used in
the rough way that he always did.
    For Constantine, it had been gentle.
    Ember moaned when he lay a large hand near her
entrance, spreading his cum on her naked inner thigh with his
calloused thumb. The rasp of his rough skin against the smoothness
of hers caused Ember to shiver in anticipation.
    “Did I hurt you?” Constantine asked with a lazy
smile as his hand played with the cum and blood that lay between
her pale thighs, marking what he'd done.
    “Yes...” Ember said, then rolled her lip inside
her mouth, softly biting it. “No,” she added.
    Con cocked a brow, working his way lower...
until his face was just above her mound. She speared her fingers
through his hair. “Which is it,” he asked softly.
    “Both,” she said in a sigh as his head dipped to
taste the delicacy of her virgin blood. Constantine lifted his head
to look at Ember, finding he quite liked to taste the proof of
their deeds on his tongue. Her virgin blood and his seed were
beyond compare. Her face was that of a deeply satisfied female, the
normally light pink folds of her secret sex now deeply and hotly
pink from his use.
    That is how Kane found them.
    Ember was quite clean when he was through, his
tongue having touched and licked every part of her, her pussy
throbbing from his attention.
    The breeder had her legs spread while the
vampire who had taken her tongue, fucked her.
    Kane saw red as he moved toward the pair. The
Mer liked to fuck, did she? She wished to have a tongue in her
pussy?
    The vampire would die and Ember would cool
the fire of his Demon dick.
    Kane's forked tongue could certainly scald the
delicate folds she spread so willingly for this renegade
vampire.
    He would destroy the vampire
and fill Ember with his seed. Hot deep demonic essence would fill
her until it overflowed from her pussy. And I had thought
her the innocent? He fumed at his misplaced
supposition.
    Kane's tail rose behind him like a deadly flag,
the tip with many faceted, bonelike protrusions that resembled a
mace. It was envied by the other Demon Warriors. They referred to
his tail as the Shredder.
    He began to swing the spiked end of his tail in
anticipation of crushing the vampire who lapped at the Mer whore in
front of him like he was starving and her cum-drenched pussy was
his last meal.
    A small movement in the wood caused Ember to
glance away from the moist sounds of Con's enjoyment of her
satisfied snatch, her hips subtly undulating under his attentions
as his hands held the small of her back while he stabbed her hole
with his tongue.
    Ember sighted Kane as he came toward them and
gave a small noise of warning that Constantine reacted to
immediately, scooping Ember to him and moving to the side in a blur
just as Kane's tail embedded itself in the tree near where Con's
head had been, the

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