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The Endowed Book 1 - Can one strong woman accept the fact that her two alpha men require an unconventional liquid diet?
When teenager Tori Sherridan discovers there are monsters in the world, she is horrified to find she's attracted to two of them. After spending her life trying to avoid the men, she is even more shocked when, ten years later, the two in question discover her existence and don't want to let her out of their sight.
Try living life with no one to care for you. Women can't love you and won't even associate with you unless you're controlling their minds. That's what happens when you're not human. Angelo Rigatti and Ricardo Lobianco have lived that way for centuries. Can anyone blame them for being unwilling to release the one woman they can't control who hasn't run from them screaming?
Bending down, she began to straighten the magazines, clearing her mind of all thoughts of supernatural beings. Instead, she concentrated on reading the headlines to keep from betraying herself to him.
She felt the vampire walk up behind her. It was as though a broad circle of energy surrounded him. The moment he got close, she felt his aura brush hers. Lightning shot down her spine. Electrical current passed between them, causing her aura to jump and spark. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled and she began to stand. To ignore him, would give her away. Tori didn't know how she knew that, she just did.
"Excuse me, Miss?"
His voice was just as deep and smooth as she remembered it. Like a shot of well-aged scotch. It burned through her mind, making a slow circuit over her body, causing heat to pool low in her middle and goosebumps to rise on her flesh.
She stood abruptly, banging her head on the underside of the table. "Ow! God that hurts." She straightened slowly, rubbing her head. At least it gave her an excuse to keep from looking up into his swirling black and gold eyes. He reached for her. She stepped back quickly.
He chuckled. "I don't bite." Then he winked. "Hard."
Ha! Yeah, right. Tori looked up through her lashes. "Can I help you?" She knew she had to put something, anything, between them to keep from looking directly into his eyes. She had dreaded this moment since the day she turned sixteen when they rejected her. She knew she couldn't give herself over to him or his usual companion. The thought of being someone's food made her skin crawl.
He could kill her, probably would kill her if he found out what she knew. His eyes narrowed to mere slits and he looked at her, really looked at her, for the first time in years.
"Do I know you?" he asked, his head tilting to the side. He reached up to push the hair from her face.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
The expression in his eyes seemed so real, so sincere, part of her wanted to believe him, but how could she? He was one of them. He drank blood to survive. Both he and his friend fed off innocent humans, calling their victims to them like cattle to slaughter.
He placed a finger under her chin, applying gentle pressure, forcing her to look up. If she resisted, he would know. If she looked into his eyes, he would know. Whatever move she made, she was either dead or at the very least, dinner. Well, she refused to go out meek and frightened. Tori raised her chin and met his gaze, her own defiant.
The man stared deep into her eyes and obviously realized she couldn't be mesmerized this time. She hadn't been susceptible to any vampire's siren call since he and his friend had set her aside all those years ago. Either they had accidentally made her immune to their mind control or her mind had just grown stronger. Whatever it was, she was glad to know she'd never fall under another vampire's spell. Even if it meant her death.
"Who are you?" he asked as he leaned closer and sniffed the air near her neck.
She pulled away from him with a grimace. "I don't see how that's any of your business." Turning, she walked back to the stand's opening and reached up to pull the metal front down, determined to try and ignore him until he decided what to do with her.
It was past time to close and she needed to be inside somewhere secure. The other vendors were already gone and it wasn't safe to be out on the streets alone. She looked over her shoulder at the vampire who regarded her with more than curious interest and shook her head with a sigh. It was too late to worry about that now.
He reached out, grabbed the large metal door and pulled it down, holding it against the bottom of the stand while she locked it in place. Tori straightened and he grabbed her arm in an unyielding grip.
"You may be able to get away with saying that to me, but others will consider you a threat." A muscle jumped in his jaw as he looked her up and down. "Who are you?" he asked again.
Tori refused to turn and face him. She even tried to jerk free before she turned her head, then glowered up at him when his grip held fast. How could she turn and face him when she knew what was coming, what he wanted? "Tori," she began, then took a deep breath. "Victoria Sheridan." The others would consider her a threat? Did that mean he didn't?
He bent, sniffing the air around her. "We have met before."
Tori swallowed thickly, her gaze darting everywhere but his face. Every time she looked into his eyes, she saw the raw desire there and it frightened her. He frightened her. Very gently, he tilted her head back with his thumb, forcing her to look up at him as his gaze bored into hers.
"You know when. Tell me."