by Eros, Marata
He would die before he let anyone sink their meat into a pussy he owned.
And he would own it.
Soon.
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Tarrin could not wait to taste his mate's secret flesh against his tongue and she did not hold back, spreading her legs to give him better access. He dove between them without reservation.
Their fevered lovemaking had an edge to it that Tarrin could not name. Something critical had changed between them. They were now collaborators in war. And lovers of each other.
Lucia groaned as Tarrin laid a large palm on one of her full breasts, his other finger pressing deeply inside her channel as he pumped inside her pussy. When his lips kissed the side of her opening and the friction from his finger became too much she cried out. A most impressive orgasm hovered just out of reach.
Tarrin felt his lady grow moist as he filled her with a single digit and then added a second finger. Her hips bucked in response, his hand falling away from the luscious globe of her breast and straying underneath the small of her back to lift her hips closer to his seeking mouth.
He ruthlessly sucked at her outer lips, laving and lapping until her pussy clenched down on his fingers. Tarrin took his mouth away and sucked in the nub of her clit. As he did, he increased his speed inside her. When her orgasm was on the point of bursting the dam he moved his mouth away from her honeyed sweetness and put his huge cock where it had been.
Lucia gazed down the line of her body, her hips lifted and held in hands so large they cupped the entire breadth of her ass. She felt that delicious orgasm lying in wait, and with a small smile, she felt the huge tip of his dick breach her entrance in a hot slide of flesh that married him to her deep wetness, kissing the entrance of her womb then withdrawing with excruciating slowness.
Lucia cried out as he slowly entered her again, her lips moving without sound as he buried the first of twelve inches inside her deep Druid cavity.
When Tarrin's length finally met the end of her once more, the floodgates of her release he'd held in check burst and the orgasm shattered Lucia. Her hips jammed against him harder and her womb opened to bring him where only a Druid female could.
Tarrin sunk into his mate's womb, his balls riding behind his cock as they sealed the first entrance of Lucia and his cock moved in and out, the lock of his nuts plugging her again and again as his dick sought even deeper entry and her pussy milked him of seed he didn't know he had.
When they became tightly wound within each other and her Druid womb tore a third release from his prick Tarrin cried out, the extraction of his seed felt almost painful.
They fell together on their soft shared bed and still buried inside her, Tarrin pulled Lucia into the shadow of his body, kissing her temple while his cock throbbed the last of his essence inside her deepest cavity.
He could not bear to see her fight.
Tarrin could not bear not to be with her when she did.
They lay together like that for a time, each thinking thoughts about the other that they dared not utter.
Chapter 3
Constantine took a head count, his undead heart speeding to an unheard of pace.
He must be cleverer than they.
A difficult and time consuming quest considering the Faction were the most cunning and wily of the supernaturals.
“Constantine,” the head vampire of the mercurial group of renegade vampires greeted him.
What, Con thought, is this flavor of falseness? It must be a ruse.
Con crouched, hissing.
“Do not... we are not here to war,” the one said as Con's talons burst from his fingertips.
“Then what are you here for except to die by my hand?” Con queried with typical arrogance. Ember stood shivering behind him. Her hand clutched the back of his tunic while his protective Druid nature roared for release.
The Faction leader smiled. “We have a proposition.”
Constantine straightened. His eyes scanned ten of he Faction. Was it possible that he could avoid a battle? “I would hear your terms, Faction,” Con replied, while his eyes took in the location of the enemy.
The Faction laughed. “You are who we thought you would be.”
“Do not talk in circles, spit out what you might say and save yourself,” Constantine said.
The Faction smiled.
Constantine watched as it began to fade.
That will happen when another vampire's talon has speared the heart that sluggishly pumps blood throughout a vampire's body.
Con watched the huge Exotic male step away from the Faction who was now crumpled at his feet.
Con's eyes met those of the female behind him.
He had thought to never lay eyes on this female again, for he knew she would be heavily guarded.
What had happened to make the Druids come out of the shelter of their coven.
And why had they come to Con?
It took only seconds for Constantine to consider these things. They melted away when the battle began.
Constantine was caught up in the fighting like the tornado he was.
Destroying everything in his path.
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Find out what happens next with, CONSTANTINE, novella #2 of The Siren Breeders, coming January 25, 2013!
A note about EXOTIC:
Exotic is a short story post-script of sorts that was written with my Druid Breeder fans in mind. I consider it a fun gift to the loyal readers of The Druid Breeder series and hope that it will eventually make its way to the free category on Amazon in time (as I will be posting it free of charge at other retailers). Exotic gives readers a glimpse of what has happened to our beloved vampire characters after Tarrin rescues Lucia. What is our bad boy Constantine up to? EXOTIC offers some short answers and more questions to the unraveling of some plot points for a future spin-off series if readers are interested.
Let me know if you are....
Thank you, all of you, for supporting my work~
Marata
A Note of Gratitude to my Readers:
I began TDB with the encouragement of my husband and continued because of you, my Reader. Your faithfulness through comments, suggestions, spreading the word and ultimately purchasing my work with your hard-earned money gave me the incentive, means and inspiration to continue.
There are no words that are sufficiently adequate to express my thankfulness for your support. But know this: TDB novellas continued past HARVEST only because of you.
I truly feel connected to my readers. It is obvious to me, but I'll say the words anyway for clarity: a written work is just words on pages if they are not read by my readers. As I write this I get a lump in my throat; your enjoyment of my work affects me that deeply.
You guys are the greatest, each and every one of ya~
Marata xo
Acknowledgments:
You, my reader.
My husband, who is my biggest fan.
Hazel Novak, my copy editor. Thank you readers, by supporting my work you've provided me with the means to give you cleaner copy.
My Aussie Girl, I love ya.
BDH, a big supporter of my work, and of me as well; priceless~
Rônin
Crystal
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Other works by Marata Eros:
REAPERS (The Druid Breeders Trilogy, # 1)
BLED (TDB, # 2)
HARVEST (TDB, #3)
SOW (TDB, #4)
SEED (TDB, #5)
PLOW (TDB, #6)
THRESHER (TDB, #7)
THE DRUID BREEDERS TRILOGY (Novellas 1-3)
THE DRUID BREEDERS TRILOGY (Novellas 4-6)
DRUID BREEDERS- A Novel (TDB, #8)
EMBER (The Siren Breeders, #1)
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