Hellbound Warrior: (Dark Warrior Alliance Book Five) by Brenda Trim, Tami Julka

but I refuse to leave without you,” Rhys relayed with a slight squeeze.
    “They’re looking for me?” she asked as hope flared anew in her chest and brought tears to her eyes. She’d held onto the belief they wouldn’t abandon her.
    “Yes. And, I have to say that they are a pain in the ass about it. Willing to raze the entire realm searching for you.”
    “Of course they are,” she smiled, “I’m their baby sister.”
    “Let’s fucking go already!” the bald companion snarled.
    “Enough, Kellen,” Rhys snapped before turning back to her, his tone softening. “Come with us, Illianna. You can’t possibly want to stay here,” Rhys practically pleaded.
    She shook her head in response. “I don’t even know you.”
    “I’m Rhys and that is Dante and Kellen,” he said, pointing to his companions in turn. The bald one was Kellen and the stony one must be Dante.
    “You won’t regret coming with us,” Rhys continued, looking around the room. “Do you have any clothes? Not that I don’t love looking at your body, but it’s a bit distracting and I need to be able to focus.” Tossing the contents of the room, Rhys searched for something for her to wear.
    “There’s nothing here but implements for the show,” she blurted, stopping him. “Can you get the collar off me?” she asked, reaching to touch the object binding her to Lemeul.
    He walked over, running a finger around the edge of the collar. She was shocked when it felt as if he were stroking her intimately. Her nipples hardened, her core clenched and exposed flesh shivered. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide her reaction to his touch. At the same moment, a connection to this demon took up residence in her mind.
    That was it, she had to be losing her mind. Where had this connection come from, and, why now with this demon? So far he had done nothing to give her the impression he was like any of the demons she’d encountered thus far. Could he be trusted? More important, did it matter? She needed to get out of Lemuel’s grasp. The way she saw it, they were the lesser of two evils
    “We will find someone who can. Let’s go,” he assured her, grabbing her hand and leading her from the room.
    *****
    Rhys tried to ignore the way his blood simmered at the touch of the angel’s silky skin. He marveled at how soft and supple she was despite living in the harsh conditions of the Second Circle without anything to protect her. He ran his thumb along the side of her hand, wanting to trail it up her arm. From the corner of his eye he noted her reaction to his touch. She may act cold and distant, but he didn’t miss how her skin heated and her nipples pebbled just the slightest bit.
    Out in the corridor, three hulking males suddenly rounded the corner, drawing his attention. He recognized them as a few of his father’s lieutenants. Shit, they were fucked now, he thought, as he pushed Illianna behind his body.
    “Ah, Rhys, so good to see you. Your father will be happy that you’re back. I hope you enjoyed your vacation because he has plans for you. He’s been building a special room just for his little boy,” Tony chuckled. Rhys had never liked the male. He was a fucking idiot who couldn’t think for himself.
    “Ah, Tony, I can see by the brown stains on your face that your head is still halfway up my dad’s ass. I’d tell you to get your own life, but your mother likes you jumping in her bed,” Rhys countered, laughing as the male roared in anger and charged. Good, he wanted him angry and out of control.
    Rhys ducked and turned as Tony sailed past him. He ran into the wall, his palms smacking the stone. He quickly spun around, running back towards Rhys. In his peripheral vision, he saw Amado and Hector attack Dante and Kellen.
    Trusting they could handle themselves, Rhys retrieved his sgian dubh from its sheath and gripped it in his right hand. A second later, Tony slammed into Rhys’ middle. The male lowered his shoulder and