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fists clenched so hard her nails bit into her palms, as the drunks moved to surround her. The sour reek of their unwashed bodies tripled the nausea she was already fighting, and she gagged as her stomach tried to rebel.
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She'd never be able to defeat all three of them, and escape was impossible, now. Not only from them, but from the stranger whispering in her mind. But she could at least punch and kick the crap out of any body part that came in reach.
They wouldn't get her without a fight.
Be still. I'll deal with these criminals. And then, aknasha, we'll have a little chat about how you transmit emotions through the mind probe. Don't even think about trying to get away from me.
Riley fell back a step as the stocky, muscle-bound man in front of her reached forward as if to grab her breast. She could smell the fumes on his breath—beer and the sour tang of something stronger.
"Come on, baby, give us a little kiss." He puckered up and made a loud smooching sound, and the other thugs howled with laughter.
The nausea rose again in her throat at the idea of any of them touching her. She feinted back, then swung her foot with every ounce of rage inside of her right for the bastard's crotch.
And it connected, hard.
He howled, clutched at his groin, and dropped to the sand like a big, ugly rock. Riley stumbled back, and the thug behind her grabbed her shoulders, his dirty fingers digging into her skin through her light jacket. She hissed in pain, and an answering hiss of sheer male fury scorched through her brain. From behind her, someone roared his outrage to the skies.
Not someone—him.
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The man holding her gasped and backed away from her.
She whipped her head from side to side, trying to keep an eye on all three of them at once.
At least the guy on the ground didn't seem to be going anywhere. He lay there, moaning and blubbering in a funny voice. Score one for her, at least.
And then she saw him. Black shadow coalesced into a tall figure running toward her so quickly it seemed as though his feet never touched the ground.
Power, raging and furious, swept over her. Her skin iced at the feel of it.
She was either saved, or she was utterly doomed.
Chapter 5
Conlan fought to breathe, nearly blinded by the red haze of rage that seared through him, choking him, threatening to obscure his vision. A berserker rage.
He welcomed it. Bring it on.
Raising his arms, he channeled the water from the sea. It funneled up into the air in shards, turning to ice as it rose. He shot the ice daggers at his targets—arrows from Poseidon's bow.
The men fell back, screaming, as razor-edged death sliced into their flesh.
"You don't touch her. Ever" he snarled, as he raised his arms in demand. Poseidon's oceans dominated the world.
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Poseidon's Warriors dominated the ocean.
He was high prince and the first of the Warriors, and he would destroy them for daring to touch her.
The surf boiled at the edge of the sand, crests of waves rising to impossible heights, seeming almost to seek their prey. Conlan slashed his arms down, aiming his focus. He commanded the frenzy of waves to rise, higher and higher.
His fury swelled, threatening his control. The red haze spread further over his vision. To have the ability to strike back again after so many years of powerlessness…
Anubisa's mocking laughter sounded in his brain.
He was a fucking head case.
Then a touch—inside him. A touch of courage, of defiance.
Light to his dark. Compassion to his mercilessness.
His gaze swung to the woman crouched down in the sand, hands still up to defend herself from the bastards who'd attacked her. In the midst of it all, she'd spared the energy to respond to his
Atlantis Rising – Warriors of Poseidon 01
Page 38 of 351
She'd never be able to defeat all three of them, and escape was impossible, now. Not only from them, but from the stranger whispering in her mind. But she could at least punch and kick the crap out of any body part that came in reach.
They wouldn't get her without a fight.
Be still. I'll deal with these criminals. And then, aknasha, we'll have a little chat about how you transmit emotions through the mind probe. Don't even think about trying to get away from me.
Riley fell back a step as the stocky, muscle-bound man in front of her reached forward as if to grab her breast. She could smell the fumes on his breath—beer and the sour tang of something stronger.
"Come on, baby, give us a little kiss." He puckered up and made a loud smooching sound, and the other thugs howled with laughter.
The nausea rose again in her throat at the idea of any of them touching her. She feinted back, then swung her foot with every ounce of rage inside of her right for the bastard's crotch.
And it connected, hard.
He howled, clutched at his groin, and dropped to the sand like a big, ugly rock. Riley stumbled back, and the thug behind her grabbed her shoulders, his dirty fingers digging into her skin through her light jacket. She hissed in pain, and an answering hiss of sheer male fury scorched through her brain. From behind her, someone roared his outrage to the skies.
Not someone—him.
Atlantis Rising – Warriors of Poseidon 01
Page 39 of 351
The man holding her gasped and backed away from her.
She whipped her head from side to side, trying to keep an eye on all three of them at once.
At least the guy on the ground didn't seem to be going anywhere. He lay there, moaning and blubbering in a funny voice. Score one for her, at least.
And then she saw him. Black shadow coalesced into a tall figure running toward her so quickly it seemed as though his feet never touched the ground.
Power, raging and furious, swept over her. Her skin iced at the feel of it.
She was either saved, or she was utterly doomed.
Chapter 5
Conlan fought to breathe, nearly blinded by the red haze of rage that seared through him, choking him, threatening to obscure his vision. A berserker rage.
He welcomed it. Bring it on.
Raising his arms, he channeled the water from the sea. It funneled up into the air in shards, turning to ice as it rose. He shot the ice daggers at his targets—arrows from Poseidon's bow.
The men fell back, screaming, as razor-edged death sliced into their flesh.
"You don't touch her. Ever" he snarled, as he raised his arms in demand. Poseidon's oceans dominated the world.
Atlantis Rising – Warriors of Poseidon 01
Page 40 of 351
Poseidon's Warriors dominated the ocean.
He was high prince and the first of the Warriors, and he would destroy them for daring to touch her.
The surf boiled at the edge of the sand, crests of waves rising to impossible heights, seeming almost to seek their prey. Conlan slashed his arms down, aiming his focus. He commanded the frenzy of waves to rise, higher and higher.
His fury swelled, threatening his control. The red haze spread further over his vision. To have the ability to strike back again after so many years of powerlessness…
Anubisa's mocking laughter sounded in his brain.
He was a fucking head case.
Then a touch—inside him. A touch of courage, of defiance.
Light to his dark. Compassion to his mercilessness.
His gaze swung to the woman crouched down in the sand, hands still up to defend herself from the bastards who'd attacked her. In the midst of it all, she'd spared the energy to respond to his
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