by Marata Eros
“I'm glad,” Con said, as she rode the fine edge between pleasure and pain, her virginity stolen in a blur of vampire speed and aggression, her naturally lubed channel aiding the beating rhythm of his cock deep within her.
“Come for me, Ember,” Con said, losing his pacing, her sweet slick tightness gripping him like a reverse accordion as he shoved his cock deeply into her, then pulling out. Con began to dance back inside her, an inch at a time, as slowly as he could manage, coaxing her orgasm to the brink.
“Oh Mother,” Ember groaned at his change of speed. “Please, I need, I need...”
Con felt the telltale pulse as her pussy gave a warning clench. He tore his finger out of her ass bud and spun her to face the tree. With the flat of his palm bending her at the waist he said, “Grab the tree.”
Ember did and her breasts swung as he gave her a gentle pounding from behind with a slight swivel, rubbing that spot up high and deep-- again and again.
“Come for me or I will beat you Ember,” Con commanded softly, grabbing her hair again as he pumped in and out of her in that slow dance of hips and clenched ass muscles, giving a teasing grind of his dick inside her pussy.
Ember heard his threat and it moistened her further, she felt the contained strength of Con and was on the edge of something enormous. She could feel it welling up in her plumped lips and tender pussy. When Constantine slapped her ass, Ember slid over that chasm she'd been riding, her pussy gushing with fluid as it began to pulsate around Constantine's cock.
“Ah... that's it,” Constantine said in a low voice, his hands steadying Ember's hips as he drove his meat into her willing hole. He began to use his vampire speed as her pussy milked his prick, blurring in and out of her, his dick a flashing tool of pleasure as it passed in and out of her depths like a pale sword of flesh. This is when Con would feed and be restored. He reached around Ember and squeezed her tits as he cupped the back 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 crack an echoing boom in the forest as bark and debris burst from the tree trunk.
“Kane, no!” Ember screamed and then stumbled as she recognized who had entered the forest with them.
Kane was behind them in a rage as Constantine and Ember became instantly surrounded.
Ember held fast to Constantine, even Kane slowed his chase, eyeing the newcomers.
“Hello Ember,” Madden said. His gaze moved to Constantine. Madden's eyes took in the shine of blood and Ember's juices that lay on his lips, recognizing it instantly for the post-coital remnants it was.
He grinned. It looked like a grimace to Ember who gave a low sound of fear, her eyes darting from Madden to Kane as they squared off.
Finally, Madden said, “It seems you've been a very busy princess.”
Ember hid behind Constantine, saying nothing.
“He cannot save you, Ember. You will breed with us. Or with me, at the very least.” Madden's gaze locked onto hers and she trembled in response to what she saw there.
Kane looked from the Mer Warrior to the princess and gave a grim smile. “You lay claim to this Mer breeder?” Kane shook his head in disbelief. “I think not. She is demon, my wet friend.”
“Yes,” Con agreed, subtly putting Ember behind his body, “what he said.”
Ember gave a frantic look at Constantine, who seemed far too cavalier about the Mer Warriors stumbling upon them, and in such a compromising position. She briefly looked down at her horribly torn and dirty gown, shoved about in the most obvious places from her intimate contact with Constantine.
Kane huffed at Con's retort.
“What is he saying?” Madden asked jerking his head in Kane's direction where small horns stood at scarlet attention on the top of his skull. Madden held his trident as a small spear of death in his hand as the other warriors closed in.
Constantine grinned. “Fuck off, I believe,” he replied logically as he unwound The Encourager.
Madden growled and came for him as Ember moved backward so he could fight and Kane swung his tail at the coming Mer.
Ember lamented. They were woefully outnumbered.
When the battle began she could feel The Mother. But she did not call her.
Let fate assert itself, she decided.
The End
3/17/13: If you enjoyed this, you might also like my NYT & USA Today bestseller: A TERRIBLE LOVE, written under my pen name, Marata Eros....
A Note of Gratitude to my Readers:
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