The Siren Series 1: Ember (10 page)

Why the fuck couldn't he?
Perhaps they got it more than he supposed.

“
She is special--”

“
She is demon,” Con said,
thinking that was a terrific new development. He'd never fucked a
demon female. The mere thought of it made him salivate.

Reading his expression, Desmond sighed. “You
are not Mer enough to qualify, my friend. It is the proven Warriors
of the Mer that shall partake of her flesh and bear their
children.” Desmond said in the smuggest voice Con had ever
heard.

“
She will be used by the
warriors. Then,” he spread his palms away from his body, “whoever
the lucky father is may take her as mate.”

Constantine was stunned. He had
misunderstood the Sirens. They were not a gentle people as he had
been led to believe when he petitioned for entry.

They were conquerors. He thought this
smacked of Faction.

Constantine had a thought. “What of
Ember?”

Desmond's eyes sparkled. “There are some
ceremonies that are better left untold.”

Constantine blinked slowly.

It was the last slow thing he did.

His talons were out and slicing through the
gills of his adopted leader before he realized he had moved.

Desmond lay at Constantine's feet, wheezing
through gills that no longer aided his breathing, or his life.

Too quick for you to wake the Mother, eh?
Constantine thought with a sense of
accomplishment.
I was a bad choice for the Mer, after
all,
Constantine mused.

Constantine did not have a moral compass.
But his Druid blood led him at present.

Con was all about being in the moment.

He moved away from the dying prince of the
Mer without a backward glance.

He had just signed his own sister's future
mass assault. Kier had saved her from the Faction so she could be
fucked by her own guard?

Con thought not.

Constantine was a bastard... yet he was a
bastard when it suited him.

CHAPTER 8

subterfuge

“Where is Desmond?” Ember asked a room devoid of
anything but the Mer guard.

Where are the other merpeople?
Ruby
wondered uneasily. She looked around where low pillows had been
flung about in all the corners of the room. She hadn't survived
this long without some low-lying intuition kicking in by default.
It flared to life in that moment, alarm bells of warning clanging
in her mind.

“Ember... I don't like this,” Ruby said, moving
backward.

“Nonsense, Desmond will arrive posthaste and we
will enjoy the best the sea can provide.” Ember's deep chocolate
eyes, tinged with red regarded her with unshakable resolve.

Ruby counted twelve warriors, one she recognized
instantly,
Madden,
she remembered.

As if on cue, Madden stepped forward, taking
both of Ember's hands. “It is best that your brother is not here,
Ember.”

Ember's face was comical in its confusion. “What
say you, Madden?”

Madden gave a slightly sad look then stated, “He
can not partake in the ceremony with his own sister, so it is not
worth his presence.”

Ember snatched her hands away from Madden's much
larger grip. “What do you mean, Madden? Speak plainly.” Her eyes
searched his and he sighed, his eyes moving briefly to Ruby's.

Oh shit,
Ruby thought, connecting every
oracle in the universe, her thoughts coming to the conclusion
before Fish Guy could speak it.

“You are to be bred like any Maiden, Ember,”
Madden said, then added, like this made everything All. Better, “I
will be your first so that when the others have their turn you will
have begun with someone who is familiar.”

Ember made a choked sound low in her throat. The
Mother came and Ember's eyes lit like a fire, the deep brown
receding and flames taking up where there had been none a moment
before.

Rough hands grabbed Ruby and she screamed.

She had gone from the frying pan to the fire; to
be raped by her own people.

A singular thought came like a prayer.

A plea for mercy.

Brolach
, Ruby's mind screamed in
impassioned terror.

*

Lucas

Lucas drove his barbed cock into the demon
female beneath him, her moist snatch sucking his length inside
where his dangerous fleshy tip pierced the entrance of her womb,
latching inside it like a key turning in a lock. He swept his hips
backward as she grunted in arousal tinged with pain.

Just how he liked it.

He made Brolach watch as he hammered the hissing
and steaming female beneath him. It was a fine punishment he
delivered like a plump cherry atop a cake. Brolach had thought
himself so clever.

But Lucas knew his secret. His softness for
females.

Yes, Brolach loved to bury his prick in the
softness of a female. Yet... he did not wish to cause pain.

Lucas loved the pain, it was part and parcel of
his sensual satisfaction. The act was not complete without the
bitter bite of agony chasing the tail of orgasm.

He drove so hard inside the female that she
cried out for him to stop. That tight womb that had so readily
accepted his barbed appendage at the end of his dick now fought the
battering it gave her.

“No,” she begged, “it's too sharp.” Steam rose
in languid swirls rose off flesh that was the most desirable color
for a demon female, a true and deep scarlet. She was lovely.

Lucas fucked her hole until that womb opened for
his prick.

“Ah!” she shouted, coming around her pain and
the forced entry into her deep cavity.

“Stop!” Brolach shouted from his bird's eye view
above the pair, shackled with ice manacles made of the sea. They
melted as he steamed slowly against them but it was a timed thing.
It would not be fast enough to assist the female.

Not that Brolach could. He had watched countless
times as Lucas took the best demon breeders, forcing them to submit
underneath him while he speared their twats with his mace of a
dick.

“She heals, Brolach,” Lucas said in a slide of
flesh that brought her juices and the small amount of black blood
that was a telltale sign of his treatment.

Lucas drove hard and the female tried to close
her legs as he lifted her hips higher with his hands and spread her
like a flayed fish. Jerking his cock out of her, he pressed his
mouth against her pulsating and wet pussy, sucking both her lips
deeply into the scorching brimstone of his mouth.

“Ooh!” she said in a cooing yell upon feeling
his burning mouth on her abused pussy. “Stop... it burns, Lucas!”
she said hoarsely, writhing and jerking to try and get away from
his seeking mouth.

Male demons were the strongest of the
supernaturals and he easily held the small red demon against his
mouth.

Her eyes widened when she saw his tail rise, the
phallus at its tip ready for exploration.

“No,” she said, begging, “please no, Lucas.”

“Oh yes, my demon breeder,” he said between
plunging his forked tongue inside her wet channel. She screamed
when the tail's tip found the tight bud of her ass. It wormed
inside that first inch, the natural lubricant coming out of the
pinpoint pores that covered its surface guaranteeing a slick
entry.

Brolach watched as his leader fucked the demon
breeder in her tight ass with his tail, pressing the full,
forearm-sized appendage deeply inside her. The meat of it
disappeared as he fed it into her tightness, his face buried inside
her cunt as he plunged and ate.

Devil help him but his seed burst from the tip
of his dick, Brolach was helpless to stop it. Seeing a breeding
demon pair fulfill their rut brought him like it would bring any
pureblood demon male.

Even demons that were not pureblooded.

When every fiber of his being rebelled against
the abusive treatment of the female he couldn't help but see that
her body yielded to the devil's tail and the smoldering tongue of
his leader.

His semen sprayed onto the pair, a projectile
that lathered them both in deep red milky cum.

Lucas chuckled, his tail buried in the slut
demon below him just as his tongue was.

Keeping his tail in her ass, he ignored her soft
whimpers, fucking her asshole hard. His tail was long enough that
he could keep up the butt-fucking as he raised above her spread
legs, plunging his barbed length into her wet hole.

Lucas shouted as he came.

Seed poured out of his dick... and his tail
simultaneously, filling both the breeder's holes to the hilt as the
soft grunts of the tortured Brolach could be heard behind him. His
First's cum dried on both himself and the she-demon even as his
load coated the inside of the squirming female.

Brolach would think twice about failing in his
acquisition of a breeder again.

*

Brolach

The manacles of ice became brittle and small,
Brolach shattering them as he jerked his arms away from the
steaming blocks of stone that the forged iron rings were bored
into.

He gave a disgusted grunt at his reddish cum,
darkening as it cooled around the floor and lay like paint splatter
against the spent and used female that lay with her legs
spread.

She didn't bother to close them when Lucas
stood. “That was a nice fuck,” he said absently, pushing a finger
inside her snatch once, as if to test another go and she
moaned.

Lucas laughed. “A little sore, my demon?” He
nodded at his handiwork, pleased with himself then his eyes met
Brolach.

“Learned your lesson? It's torturous to watch me
breed the female, yes?” Lucas asked rhetorically, for he knew the
painful engorgement of dick and tail when proximity of demon sex
was near.

It had been agony, his seed coming unbidden and
involuntarily. It was the closest to a male rape as Brolach could
have endured. Add on the horror of the female's obvious plundering
and abuse... it would not be something that Brolach wished to
endure again.

Not that he'd wished for it. It had been a
deliberate torture on Lucas' part. Effective.

“Now, it is your turn. Fuck the demon breeder
and then, if you are quite lucky, I will allow you a second chance
at the virgin breeder.”

Brolach's mouth watered. He badly wanted the
half-breed demon, Ruby. His gaze fell on the semen-filled pussy of
the demon breeder and he swallowed hard. He did not wish to violate
this one further. Yet, his cock hardened at the thought of a wet
and powerful fuck of a demon female.

“No more,” she said weakly from her supine
position on the floor.

“Shut up, female,” Lucas instructed. Then,
“Spread your legs so Brolach may see where he can put his demon
tools.”

She did and Brolach lost the war.

It was Lucas last words that pushed him over the
edge. “Fuck her or you don't get the prize, Brolach,” he had said,
shrugging.

Brolach used his huge hands to hold the female's
thighs apart.

He used his tail on her first, his was the rare,
upside down heart-shaped tip. She moaned with pleasure when he
breached her entrance and did not fight him as he drove the ten
inches of devil's tip into her ready cunt. It slid in and out like
it was tailor-made for her drenched hole.

“That's it, Brolach... do not be gentle, she is
feeling too much pleasure. Ram her cunt!” Lucas cried and Brolach
did, piercing her womb for the second time.

But it was impossible to cause pain to the
female, his tip was a special breeders tip, when it entered her
womb, it flooded it with his soothing seed, the heart opening to
pour his demon seed deeply inside of her.

The female flung her hips up, pressing them
against him as he put the full foot plus of his specialized demon
part inside her.

When all his seed was dispensed he replaced his
specialized tail and slammed his cock inside her, the black tool of
his meat in sharp contrast to her deep red skin. In and out he
pumped as she screamed, “Yes.... yes, yes!” coming against his
length, sucking his inky dick inside her red wetness, each pulse of
her pussy drawing him deeper until his own release came again, as
powerful as the last one he had not wished for.

“That's enough, Brolach,” Lucas said, disgusted.
“You give the females' pleasure. They're for the taking. Get out of
her now!”

Brolach wished to eat at the female's cunt and
drain her of their pleasure but knew if he proved his love of the
female's parts to his leader he would not have a chance at
Ruby.

“Don't go... breed me again, Brolach” the female
begged. Brolach looked into her red eyes, quite lovely with the
shock of all that red skin and replied, “I cannot. There is one I
must...”

“Move out of the way, Brolach. If she wants a
fucking so badly, let me give it to her!” Lucas said and her breath
hitched, her frightened gaze sliding quickly to his sadistic
leader.

Brolach left before Lucas could change his mind.
He shut out the female's screams as Lucas bred her into the
smoldering ground of hell.

*

Ruby

Nobody could be this stupid,
Ruby
thought, staring at Ember as her face took on a myriad of different
emotions, finally landing solidly in betrayal.

Yeah, sounded like her brother had set her up
for a gang bang sexual fall. Nice guy.

Ruby grabbed Ember's hand as the warriors closed
in and Ember's siren's wail put out a distress signal to anyone
within shouting distance.

Mer distance.

The warriors clamped their hands over their ears
in staggering pain, caused by the princess they'd thought to fuck
in a communal breeding ritual, sanctioned by a prince who now lay
bleeding out in his own inner sanctum. The violence had come full
circle.