Crimson Heat: 4 (Vampira) Read Online Free PDF Page B

with a smirk. “I’m a vampire, remember? A stake to the heart can kill me and maybe a couple of other things like working my fingers to the bones helping you with your career, but don’t worry. I won’t be getting killed any time soon. Too many things going on in my life.”
    It was hard to believe that these two vamps were nearing their mating cycles. Instead of working toward getting Zeena’s business off the ground, they should be making plans on hiding from males who would have no qualms about seducing two innocent vampire princesses.
    But Lisbeth held herself in check. It was not her place to warn them of what they would soon be encountering. It was the job of their mother Megan, Queen of the Crystal Clan, and Lisbeth had no doubt their mother and sires were already tutoring the females in the art of not giving in easily to males or their own female needs for sex.
    Taking advantage of their ongoing argument, Lisbeth excused herself and made her way to the nearest ladies’ room. Hidden inside the stall, she dematerialized and a second later rematerialized in her New York penthouse, several blocks away from where the fashion show had taken place.
    Being among familiar surroundings relaxed her. The air was fresh and clean. No sign of any imagined scents.
    She sighed and tossed her purse onto the kitchen counter. Opening her fridge door, she then grabbed a bottle of synthetic blood from inside. She was tired and needed a quick pick-me-up. Then she would get some sleep. Perhaps that would get rid of the uneasiness plaguing her since she thought she’d smelled that offensive scent at the fashion show. Maybe when she woke up, everything would be back to normal.
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    Zeena smelled the vampire males the instant they strolled into her dress shop at sundown. There were three of them and they oozed a sensual scent she found attractive and hard to resist. They spoke to her saleslady at the front of the store and then all three males gazed her way.
    Oh dear. They appeared quite intent on getting whatever they were here for.
    A sense of needing to flee rocked her as they strolled toward her, but she stood her ground. Whatever they wanted from her they weren’t going to get. She had to make sure of that.
    “You had a fashion show this morning,” The tallest of the males said as they stopped in front of her.
    Oh my, but he was a big one. At least six-foot-five, he towered over her with a menacing atmosphere. He had short, spiky black hair and his gaze was black, the darkest black she’d ever seen.
    He was dressed in black and wore several thick gold chains around his neck, appearing smart with a dangerous allure. She made a mental note to copy that look when she created a male fashion line.
    Despite her immediate nervousness, she relaxed a little. That’s why these males were here. They must have been at her fashion show and wanted to place an order. She extended her hand to the vamp. He didn’t take it. She dropped her hand. Okay. So the vampire didn’t have human manners. No worries.
    “Zeena Smith, at your service. What can I do for you, gentlemen?”
    She gave the other two a quick once-over, noting their ultra-large shoulders. These males were just as attractive as the tallest one. One of the other two also had black hair, a bit longer than his companion’s. He possessed an intriguing rose tattoo on his right cheek. Despite that odd placement, he remained attractive with a flawless-shaped nose and piercing blue eyes. The other male had light-brown hair and light-brown eyes. His thick eyebrows dripped with menace.
    They needed to lighten up. Sure, the fashion business was competitive, but with gruff expressions like that they would scare everyone away.
    Ordinarily she would have joked with them about their seriousness, not to mention the interesting foreign-like clothing they wore, but their nearness and intense scents made her aware that they could grab her and dematerialize with her instantly.
    Zeena