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he think? Especially seeing as she’d also fled the alley without her—
    “Answers.”
    The Australian’s voice jerked her away from the worrying thought and shattered her flustered calm. She frowned at the shadows around them, wondering if Julian was out there. Better to wonder that than to look at the Australian beside her.
    But he’s so damn nice to look at…
    “I want answers.” He moved to stand directly in front of her, his hands wrapping her upper arms. “Why did you want to get me into that alley so badly?”
    Deanne shook her head. “I just…” She stopped, swallowing. The need to wrap her legs around his hips and impale herself on his cock burned through her, so powerful she could barely think.
    What the fuck was going on? Had he drugged her somehow? Was it some kind of fucked-up dragon magic? She’d never heard of this kind of reaction to a dragon. And if he had drugged her or enchanted her, how did she—
    “Tell me,” he growled, his fingers hard on her arms. “You were desperate to get me out there. Did you know that Extraho Venator was there, waiting?”
    At the title, an icy finger of steel slipped up Deanne’s spine. It didn’t abate the fever ravishing her, but it cleared her head…a little. “The dude with the crossbow? Of course not,” she snarled, trying to shake his grip from her arms. She failed. He didn’t let her go. Nor did he stop staring into her eyes.
    She wished to hell he would. It was hard to fight whatever he’d done to her while he was studying her with such open lust.
    Crap, she needed to get away from him. Just for a few moments. Just to clear her head and regain her focus. Who knew where Julian was right now? Hopefully nowhere near here. Maybe he was dealing with the dick with the faulty crossbow.
    Squirming in the Australian’s grip, she tried to step away from him. “I need…”
    His fingers tightened harder around her upper arms. “Why did you lure me out into the alley? I don’t give a rat’s arse if you are my Fire Mate, I want to know what’s going on!”
    Deanne frowned. Her belly fluttered. The need to tangle her fingers in his shaggy russet-brown hair and take possession of his mouth with hers, to press her body to his and burn up in their pleasure, intensified. “Fire Mate?” she said. Crap, why did she sound so panty and breathy? “I don’t know…”
    She stopped, licking her dry lips as her stare moved to his mouth. She needed to feel his tongue sliding over hers again. Now. She needed…
    She destroyed the minute distance between them and captured his mouth with hers.
    A groan rumbled in his chest, one not at all human.
    Hot ribbons of desire and rapture threaded through Deanne, combining with her delight. She had no idea what he was doing to her, but if she could keep her head long enough while it was happening, maybe she could get him to shift and then she could…
    His fingers dug into her arms with brutal strength a heartbeat before he tore his lips from hers. “Enough,” he snarled, glaring down at her. Tall. He was so tall. And so, so fucking hot.
    Her pussy contracted, squeezing a cock that wasn’t there. She stepped toward him again, aching for his touch.
    Fury flared in his eyes, warring with the raw hunger she saw in their light depths. “No more kissing,” he said, holding her at arm’s length. “No fucking, no mating, no anything until you tell me what’s going on. We were just attacked by an Extraho Venator . You’re a dragon. Behave like one for a fucking second and think about that.”
    Deanne blinked. Another chilly finger traced up her spine. “Dragon?” She shook her head, staring at him. In her chest, her heart thumped like a freaking cannon. “I’m not a dragon. I’m a Rider, that’s all.”
    Disbelief guttered the sexual hunger in his eyes. For a split second. “A Rider? A dragon groupie ?” His jaw clenched as he raked his gaze over her from top to bottom. As before, a pleasurable heat consumed her,