fell back,
watching as his cock burst into flames.
He fell beside Brutal in a heavy heap suffering
a kind of agony he hadn't known existed.
The two human males writhed on the ground, their
nether regions on fire as their seed leaked out of the princess of
the Mer.
Laying in a pool of blood, fleshy soot and vomit
they howled their pain into the uncaring dawn that breathed around
them.
They would soon discover she was much more than
a Siren.
CHAPTER 3
Ember lay shaking, the horrible seed from the
human males slipping out of her mouth and ass while she cried. Her
sobs eclipsed even the moans coming from the males that lay paces
from her broken spirit, her body on fire as the remainder of their
filth leeched out of her.
Then something happened that made it all a
little more bearable. She spit out the cum from the one horrible
attacker and it smoldered on the ground like a thrown ring of fire.
Sudden nausea gripped Ember and she threw up a load of what could
only be described as the vilest river of heated liquid she'd ever
expunged. It was a milky consistency and it burst into flames as
she watched. When her ass puckered and everything he'd sprayed into
her came out she watched the purge of her body release what it
apparently wasn't meant to hold.
Their seed lay outside of her body, a circle of
flames, it ran to the males like a trail of gasoline, lighting
their heads on fire. Everywhere they'd touched her, they began to
smolder as they began beating their skulls to put it out.
Ember was fiercely glad, they had taken her
without permission, and were human males... an insult that was
almost not tolerable to live through. Raping a female of the Mer,
who lay helpless and away from the sea. Her ass throbbed from the
intrusion, her jaw lay sore from the forced plundering of the male,
her damp hair, mixed with her sweat and the jeweled seed pods lay
like tangled gold around her face, her eyes blazed a deep red in
her face.
When she caught sight of the group who bled
through the forest; they appeared like an apparition of heavily
muscled rubies, their skin almost appeared to sparkle. As they came
nearer Ember saw what she'd mistook for sparkle as a smokey haze of
heat.
They were male Demons.
Ember opened her mouth to scream as the first
demon lifted a long and heavily muscled tail, barbed at its end and
shot it down like a spear into the stomach of one of her attackers.
The noise became an aborted soft bark in her throat at the spear of
the muscle tail, used as a weapon of destruction, sunk into the
entrails of her vile human attacker.
Brutal gasped as the Boss's henchmen came in
force, the tail embedded deeply in his bowels and he grunted, the
agony too great for a scream.
“All this for a bitch!” he finally managed to
spew as the demon smiled at him, giving the buried tail a vicious
twist and turning his entrails inside the cavity of his body into a
knot. “She is not just any female, human scum.” He jerked the
barbed tail out and with a high arcing whip, he flicked the tip
against Brutal's skull with a light tap of tail against bone,
breaking it like an egg cracked on a glass dish.
Kane's intense eyes watched the skull spill
brains that no longer possessed any thoughts. His eyes moved to the woman who
had been taken by his Master's low men.
Human men.
Kane would leave the one human male as warning
to any who might pass this way.
He stepped over the vile remnants of their
pleasure with a smile.
It was as he'd thought: they had tasted of a
demon female and been scorched. Their injuries would have
eventually killed them regardless. This mixed-blood female of the
Mer, a princess, was a distant descendant of the highest order of
Demons.
Yet... she did not know what she was and cowered
from her own kind.
Her eyes were the proof of her heritage.
And her lush holes, wet with her Mer blood were
heated by Demon fire.
His smile became a grin. They had thought to use
her but the very thing they'd sought to rape