Unleash (Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series Book 6) by Felicity Heaton Page B

dark that they had shocked her.
    They still shocked her now.
    So had her reaction when he had subtly pointed out that he lusted after her.
    Images of him naked and hard had sprung into her mind, immoral fantasies about him stripping before her and then removing all of her clothes and touching her. Her throat dried out and she swallowed, trying to wet it.
    Her body quivered as those images invaded her mind again, hotter this time, a vision of them naked and entwined, his powerful body braced above hers as he made love to her, kissing her and devouring all of her, body and soul.
    Snow frowned again and scanned his surroundings, and she gasped. His gaze shot towards where she stood shrouded by her powers, invisible to his eyes. He inhaled deeply, his pale blue eyes darkened with desire, and he pushed away from the wall, coming to face her.
    “Snow?” Antoine’s voice coming from behind her caused her to press herself flush against the wall to allow him to pass without brushing her and snapped Snow’s attention away from her.
    Her heart pounded, legs like jelly and threatening to give out. She pressed her palms against the wall, clutching it for support. Her stomach fluttered, hot with forbidden foreign feelings. Arousal. Her master would be more than furious if he discovered she harboured desire for the vampire.
    Antoine stopped in front of Snow. Lilah greeted him and then looked over the crowd to the happy couple. Javier was there with Callum and Kristina. Lilah beamed at him across the room, as radiant as Snow had said she was, and then weaved through the crowd to take the outstretched hand of her male.
    Javier pulled her into his arms, bent his head and pressed a tender kiss to Lilah’s lips.
    Wicked thoughts popped into her mind and she shoved them straight back out again, fearing where thinking about how Snow would kiss would lead her.
    Into temptation no doubt.
    She moved her focus back to Snow and Antoine. She had never been able to grasp how two brothers could look so incredibly similar in their facial features and their striking pale blue eyes, yet be so very different. Not just in personality either. Antoine’s dark chocolate hair was a complete contrast to Snow’s silvery-white, and Snow was taller than Antoine by at least two inches too, and more powerful in build.
    Both of them looked like ancient warriors though, their years on earth gifting them with experience many never came to have, and there was a keen glint of intelligence in their eyes as they talked.
    She focused on them so she could hear what had them looking as though they were ready to slay a dragon.
    “Guard against her, Brother,” Antoine said in a low voice and she frowned at his profile.
    They were talking about her. She edged closer, eager to hear what they had to say and desiring a better answer to the question she had posed to Snow earlier.
    Did Antoine perceive her as a threat to Snow, or Snow a threat to her?
    Snow had said it was both but she didn’t believe him. Snow felt he was a threat to her. Antoine felt she was a threat to Snow. She was sure of it.
    Snow didn’t respond.
    Antoine wasn’t going to allow his brother to ignore him though. He placed his hand on Snow’s left shoulder and squeezed it.
    “I have read many books, and met many people, and some of them spoke of angels. It is said they can be deceitful.”
    That hurt her because it was true. Angels were more than capable of deceit, especially to gain the trust of those they targeted, immoral humans and demons in particular. They were taught to charade as creatures familiar to their targets in order to get close to them, judge them, and then eliminate them.
    A weight settled in her stomach. There was no need for her to feel guilt about her actions. She hadn’t come to Snow in order to win his trust and harm him, not as his brother suspected. She had come to help him.
    She ached to reveal herself to them and make Antoine see that she meant his older brother no harm, but