The Siren Series 2 by Marata Eros

Author:Marata Eros
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampires, erotica, dark fantasy, demons, dark erotica, mermaids, capture, marata eros, breeding erotica, the siren breeders

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Constantine

Con blurred from some of the oldest trees in the forest, their girth effectively maintaining the level of stealth he enjoyed keeping. He was not one to become complacent.

Yet, he'd allowed Ember to slip away. Of course, there had been a distraction in play.

He spun to a small grove of skeletal trees that kept their colored leaves through sheer stubbornness, unwilling to give in to winter.

This was where Ember was. He could smell her scent like the scattered leaves all around him.

Then he ground to a halt mid-sprint.

There was something else as well.

Burnt flesh... his nostrils flared in the cool air... and human seed.

Rage exploded in Constantine and he entered the grove only to find it was like a donut, trees in a circle and an open area in the center where two human males lay.

One was dead.

The other had been tortured to a degree that made Con smile. Ah... a balm to his soul.

Of course, that was assuming he had one.

Constantine came to stand over the one who had been struck in the head with a sharp tool. An exacting blow. A battle weapon. Constantine crouched above the split head, the brains becoming hard and icy around the skull and knew what had cracked it.

Demon.

He looked to the other. His vampire's heart, normally slow, sped. Ember's scent lay everywhere but she was nowhere.

Their cum lay in a scorched circle around a place with the imprints of knees and hands still held in the earth.

Small hands and knees. A female of fragile constitution.

He could smell their rut like it was happening in this moment.

They had fucked Ember and released inside her body.

The one who lived would die; Con could feel the throbbing of the veins of his forehead, the blood rushing through his body at a primal level of speed and heat, his rage incalculable.

But first, Con knew, he would suffer the finest degree of torture Constantine could bring.

Fortunately, Con noted as he strode toward the still living male, the other Demon had left plenty of skin on this one.

And left him alive as a warning to other supernaturals who crossed him that Demons had come this way and not to follow.

As if Constantine would ever obey anything put forth by another. Fuck that.

His rage sharpened even more and Con unraveled the coil of The Encourager as the human's eyes bulged.

“You thought to take the Mer female?” Con asked softly, the smooth side of his weapon an abiding comfort in his seasoned hand.

The menace in his tone was easily interpreted by the human. “We didn't fuck her pussy, vampire,” Mason wheedled.

Con's fangs burst as the comment left the shitbag's mouth: a favorite human term for someone that was dung in a sack.

Constantine looked down at the shitbag and snapped The Encourager above his head, striking and tearing as he rent it with perfect accuracy over the human's remaining skin. The human howled as the barbs sunk and tore.

It delighted Con, who leaned forward and whispered, “Tell me all, and suffer less.

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