Blood Trial Supernatural Battle (Vampire Towers #1) - Kelly St. Clare Page 0,117

Did he hear?” Rhys shook his head immediately. “You were dancing with him. He can’t have heard.”

Oh, Kyros’s brother heard alright. What a dick. I couldn’t really be mad at him either because he’d offered condoms to me twice. “You asked your aunty for condoms?”

Embarrassing. For me, that was.

“She’s cool.”

I recalled the way she handled the two older guys with her. “She does seem pretty cool. So what are we going to—”

Rhys swore and jerked to a halt, grabbing me.

Searching for Kyros, I wasn’t sure if I clutched the base of my throat in terror or relief when I caught sight of the three men in the shadows.

Rhys wrapped his arm around my shoulders and directed us in a large semi-circle around the three tall men.

His lips touched my ear. “I don’t like the look of them. Get ready to run.”

My heels were the strap-on kind. Not ideal.

That was the least of my worries. These guys were really tall and muscular. Maybe there were just three oversized humans on the street.

Or maybe that wasn’t the case at all.

The middle man pushed off the wall and sauntered toward us. “Lovely evening, isn’t it?”

Rhys tensed, pulling me behind him.

My heart sank at the almond shape to the man’s hazel eyes. It was a Vissimo. Where was Laurel? I didn’t want to glance left to where I’d last spotted the black SUV in case it gave her away.

She’d save me, right? This wasn’t a middle-of-the-day real estate head-to-head.

“It is,” I replied, ignoring the rapid beat of my heart. “And we have plans, so…”

The vampire was as gorgeous as all Vissimo, possessing tanned skin and golden locks that curled at the top of his neck. Danger poured off him in waves.

It happened so quick.

Crack. Rhys’s grip was torn away as the Vissimo’s hand slammed into his breast bone. The wet bang as his bone caved inward was like a car backfiring.

A scream tore from my lips.

I managed one step in his direction before two warm bodies slid either side of me. An arm clamped across my chest, another low across my hips. I struggled, kicking out my legs and clawing at the arm just below my throat.

A man almost identical to the one who’d attacked Rhys was before me. Or was it the same one?

He ground his hips into mine. “This is Kyros’s little human.”

I’d come too far to die. I wasn’t saying anything that could get me into trouble. Lowering my gaze from his hazel orbs, I stared at his broad chest.

“Who knew he’d like a woman without a spine,” said the man behind me.

Oh, I have a spine, asshole. I just wanted to keep said spine. I inhaled as quietly as possible.

“I’m not so sure,” said the man before me. His bright hazel eyes roamed over me. They bored into my face before lowering to my breasts. “This one might just be smart. She’s secured two houses already.”

I sucked in another shallow breath.

God, where was Rhys? I couldn’t see the third vampire. I couldn’t hear anything through my reaction to the two Vissimo sandwiching me.

Should I mention Kyros to them? Tell them Rory was meeting us soon? Or assure them that Kyros would give them what they wanted?

I wanted to live, and I needed to help Rhys. His entire chest had caved in.

The vampires lowered their mouths and licked twin lines up the sides of my neck. My heart sputtered in cold terror, expecting the sharp pinch of fangs entering my neck at any second. The two Vissimo laughed as I thrashed to each side—the instinct to run uncontrollable in my panic.

Was this it?

It couldn’t be.

I threw myself back—attempted to—as the vampire in front gripped the front of my dress. With a quick jerk, the beaded and spangled front of the dress tore down to my waist, exposing my bare chest.

Tyres screeched behind us, the sound vague and distant through the pounding in my ears.

“Stay away,” I whispered, trying to avoid his hazel eyes.

Neither answered, and I fell backward on my ass as the vampire behind me stepped away. I scrambled on the hard pavement, but my body wasn’t obeying and I went sprawling a second time.

The Vissimo who’d been behind me was identical to the other two. Triplets.

“Not bad,” one said, crossing his muscular arms as he studied my breasts.

The other smirked. “For a human, you mean?”

Black masses blurred over my head. Desperate fear choked me, holding me immobile as the blurs clashed with the two Vissimo, forcing them back into