Exotic (The Druid Breeders Series, #7.5) - Plot & Excerpts
She ought to be kissing his feet in thanks that he'd saved her from the merciless demons. They would have used her for sport, tearing into her virginity like starved prisoners-of-war before a feast of epic proportions. Con did not look at why it was important that he save her. She was full of herself and not useful for anything but her ability to fuck, as far as Con saw things. Nevertheless, his dollop of Druid blood had utterly prevented him from throwing her to the wolves. Or demons, as it were. He gave a short cackle, his guts still in the process of healing from the treatment by that demon wretch, Brolach. Yet, for all Brolach's cleverness he'd revealed himself to save a breeder. The pussy. Constantine could never imagine a time when he would be willing to reveal such a monumental secret simply to protect a female. No. He jerked Ember to him ruthlessly and she cried out, “Please, you are hurting me, vampire!” Her platinum hair became bound up in their twined hands and he pulled her against him by the silken strands, the pearl-like beads woven cleverly into the luxury of it.
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