Free Simon: Le Beau Brothers: New Orleans Billionaire Shifters with BBW mates Series (Le Beau Series) by V.A. Dold Page B

door. She rattled it in desperation, locked with a security grate over the glass. Her already hammering heart, raced faster, she was trapped. “HELP! Someone help me!”
    Blondie grabbed her shoulder and spun her around, tearing her shirt in the process.
    Lust filled his eyes. “No one is going to help you. We’d only planned to deliver you, but I don’t think they’ll mind if we play with you first.”
    With an ear splitting screech, the metal grate ripped from its brackets and the door crashed open. Blondie was hurtled to the floor.
    Her terrified gaze shot to the newcomer and she wanted to cry in relief until she saw his expression. He was scarier than Scruffy, Blondie, and Dark Hair combined. He was commanding. Intense. And good lord, he was really handsome. There was a savage gleam in his eyes that was alarming as he put himself between her and her attackers. He looked as if he could easily kill a person and not think twice.
    She staggered back and watched in awe as her unknown McHottie fought with incredible skill.
    “This ain’t your business , vampire,” Dark Hair growled and flashed something shiny. He came at her hero with a knife in his good hand.
    Blondie grabbed McHottie’s right arm and Scruffy latched onto his left. Dark Hair got one good slash across McHottie’s chest before he smashed Dark Hair between Blondie and Scruffy like a sandwich.
    All three stumbled back and then regrouped in a circle around her and McHottie.
    “You are in my territory , mutts. Everything here is my business.” He caught Dark Hair's wrist and twisted until the knife fell from his hand. Then he backhanded him so hard, Dark Hair rebounded off the wall. A cloud of dust billowed around her.
    Scruffy snatched her arms behind her so she could hardly move.
    As she stood immobilized Blondie circled McHottie looking for an opening. With newfound bravado that only having a hero with you brings, her self-defense training kicked in and she drew forward as far as she could then slammed her head back into Scruffy. A loud crack sounded close to her ear. Yes! I must have cracked a rib. He released her and she spun, planted her feet shoulder width apart and swung her pipe at Scruffy’s head with all her might. With a loud crack she made a direct hit and watched as he collapsed, down for the count.
    Blondie threw himself at McHottie. They went to the floor in a thick cloud of dust. Between the lack of light and the cloud in the air, Rose could hardly see the men only a few feet from her. Growling and hissing came from the ball of flying arms and legs. She didn’t dare smack one of them with her pipe because odds were good she would hit McHottie.
    A dark dirt covered figure rose from the floor and snatched the other around the back of his neck, lifted the body over his head and slammed it to the floor.
    Rose screamed and stumbled back until the wall ended her retreat.
    “ Are you okay?” A very bloody and dirty McHottie asked Rose. “Did he hurt you?”
    Before she could answer, Dark Hair attacked McHottie again from behind. What is this guy, the terminator? Dark Hair hit her hero full force, but he didn't so much as teeter or flinch. Dark Hair had a length of silver chain and wrapped it around McHottie’s neck and shoulders.
    Enraged, McHottie grabbed Dark Hair’s arm and flipped him into the wall so hard a crack formed.
    He slid to the ground, and must have had enough as he scurried out the door.
    McHottie hissed at Scruffy and grabbed him. “Get out of my town or die.” He threw him out the door, all the way to the center of the street.
    Finally McHottie snatched the limp body of Blondie and tossed him next to Scruffy.
    Her sexy hero turned to her again. “Did he hurt you?”
    “ Just a bloody nose, are you okay? Are you bleeding or is that Blondie’s blood?”
    “Blondie?”
    “The blond guy you wrestled with on the floor.”
    Etienne chuckled. “Oh. No, I am fine. It is his blood.”
    Relieved to be alive, she was shaking