Free The Druid Series 9: Baird (A Druid Novel) by Marata Eros

around her shoulders, and bears down, sliding over her body, holding her still.
    “ Your name, Druid,” Titus says.
     
    *
    Siana
     
    Titus pulls her to the forest floor, barely missing the dying body of the Faction leader. Without a second's pause, he kicks her legs apart and hangs over her for a moment before plunging inside her.
    Siana grunts with the invasion of another male so soon after Kael.
    Survive.
    Titus could kill her now. She is vulnerable beneath him and without surprise in close quarters, he has her.
    Siana does not fight.
    She is ashamed to admit, how wonderful a dessert his rut is after the main entree of battle.
    Blood and bodies are torn asunder yet Siana spreads her legs to receive her kidnapper's meat.
    “Your name,” he demands, and she gives it.
    His hand leaves her shoulder and cups the top of her head. He shivers, saying her name over and over. “So good, Druid.”
    His rhythm becomes faster. When he is close, she draws nearer herself, beginning to pulse around him.
    Titusʼs eyes go wide, and he withdraws. He crawls up her body, his stiff cock bobbing.
    His legs are at either side of her shoulders, and she has only his eyes to tell her his needs.
    She takes his cock in her mouth, tasting Kael, herself, and this new male.
    He groans, falling forward. His hands bite into the ground, and he stabs deeply in her mouth.
    Once, twice, and the third stroke brings him.
    “ Swallow my seed, Druid.”
    Siana does. Guilt, lust, and terrible need mix as she convulsively swallows all that he gives her.
    Finally, Titus finishes his shallow pumping of her mouth and drops out of her.
    Siana does not move but remains lying beneath Titus, gazing at the stars that blanket the dropped black velvet sky.
    “Siana,” he whispers against her temple, “I could pour my seed inside your womb this same night.”
    Her eyes shift to his, the blood red orbs like ink in the shadow he makes above her.
    “You are Faction.”
    He blinks. “I am, yet you know what else I am.” He strokes the sweaty strands of golden hair away from her face, his finger trailing alongside her temple.
    Siana has given herself to two men in one night. Both for different reasons. Both Exotic.
    She is queen of nothing.
    Her sisters are somewhere. Kael is dead.
    Her Faction captor has branded her with his seed, and she not only allowed it, she wanted it.
    After all, she is a Druid breeder. She is helpless to fight the instinct. However much the warrior she plays, her biology is mistress, driving her to the very place she now resides.
    Siana feels Titus harden against her side in the midst of the blood-soaked ground.
    When he moves between her legs to make good on what he has promised, she parts them.
     
    *
     
    It is a slow lovemaking, Titus making sure each inch of her is serviced.
    Their blood mingles, both what she ingested and that which he takes from her throat.
    With each pull, he thrusts more deeply, and something extraordinary happens. She feels it, and it was not as it was with Kael.
    Her womb opens to accept his seed.
    Titus's eyes widen as he enters.
    Yet Siana knows she carries a child.
    The head of Titus breaches the neck of her fertility, his balls moving into her lower channel.
    It stretches her painfully, fully—beautifully.
    Hot cum layers the deepest part of her as he pumps his seed.
    Siana latches onto his buttocks, her talons punching deep into his muscular ass. Titus gasps, eyes stretching wide.
    She anchors him within her and a second course of precious seed spills, heating her.
    Impregnating her.
    “Siana!” he shouts as his blood pools around her fingertips.
    “ More,” she whispers.
    Titus shudders, spent, a third release spurting inside her as her Druid cunt demands.
    He collapses on top of her, catching his weight on his elbow.
    “ Perfection,” he whispers, smoothing the hair from her brow again.
    Siana nods. Titus, with his vampire, demon and Exotic blood is not of her choosing.
    Yet Siana realizes her body has