Save Me ....

Melanie watched the men as they crowded around her. Three of them. Tall, muscular, and eager. Their eyes sparkled and their smiles were feral.

"Wait, please!" She backed away and threw up her hands in a defensive possture.

"What, afraid?" The tallest and darkest of the three smirked. But then the smile faded and his eyes burned with intent. She was lost. She was alone and without help and these men were going to rape her, or worse .... kill her.

She couldn't stop the sob that spilled from her lips and she struggled backwards, deeper into the corner and the shadows, until she was completely and effectively trapped.

"She looks terrified, poor thing. Perhaps we should show her she has nothing to fear?" The second of the men gave her an innocent look, before throwing back his head and laughing uproariously.

"No, no, she looks like she needs a great deal of attention...." the third smiled with a cold intent and it was all Melanie could do to keep to her feet.

"There'll be no damage done." The TDH one said. But his eyes belied his words. A breath on the air, a pause, "Not tonight, anyway."

Then the three men grinned at her and descended upon her and in moments, Melanie had fainted dead away.

"Well, that was disappointing, I have to say."

Magnus scowled down at the unconscious woman across his bed.

Ian laughed. "You terrified her you fool."

Roarke grimaced at his two younger brothers. "She's human. What do you expect? And you scared the shit out of her and she spent the night in a room full of ferals, and good Goddes, what do you think she was going to do? Spread her legs and say, "ride me home, boys"?

He snorted and his brothers looked chagrined and he felt horrid.

Until he looked down at the blond, exquisite beauty of their captive bride.

And then he sighed, because he realized she had no idea that was her fate.

She was the Bride of the Brothers Grimm. Magnus, Ian and Roarke. Notorious among women for their lusty ways and among the feral crowd for their powers of death and control.

It was going to be a long night, thought Roarke. He sighed.

"Wake her up," he announced to his younger brothers. "She might as well get used to entertaining three cocks, eh boys?"