Desired by Dragons: BBW Paranormal Romance (Dragons of New York Book 2) Read Online Free

cosmic. “Immortality.”
    Her mouth fell open. Now she knew this was all officially too weird to handle. Whether they had saved her or not, it was time to go.
    She was going to have to fight him for the door.

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    D rake watched with rising irritation as the little woman struggled to push Quill out of the way of the door. It didn’t sit well with him when anyone laid hands on his partner, but he knew Quill wasn’t at any risk with this little pipsqueak.
    Well, she was also lusciously curved with tremendous breasts and an ass that didn’t quit.
    But Drake could find that anywhere.
    What he couldn’t find was someone that would jump into a river to save a kid who should have died.
    He knew Quill had a point about her, and he hated that. He hated being wrong.
    Besides, a human, while the only option for a mate, was a fragile creature. Another person to protect, which he would be more confident of if she didn’t remind him of Quill, who was also willing to completely disregard his own safety if it meant running off to save someone else.
    He put a palm over his face and sighed.
    “What?” she asked. “What’s your problem? You aren’t the one being kidnapped.”
    “And you’d rather be dead?” he snapped, a little louder than he’d meant to, losing his temper. He strode toward her. He’d had it with the little human. He’d show her who was in charge here and who was lucky to be alive.
    He stopped right in front of her, trapping her between him and Quill, and she looked up at him with frightened, angry eyes. She had beautiful skin, darker than his or Quill’s, with a smooth brown tone to it that made her light-brown eyes nearly glow. Her dark curls were wild and shiny and looked touchable as hell. Yes, she made his mouth water.
    He’d just take a bite, show her exactly what being a dragon mate meant, as far as benefits.
    Without warning, he slipped an arm around her waist to lift her up for a kiss.
    “Ouch!” he yelled as a hard kick connected with his shin. He dropped her instantly, and she stumbled back against Quill. She glared at him angrily. He was expecting her to run, but then she lunged toward him with a fairly capable left hook, aiming for his head.
    He laughed. She was hopelessly out of reach. He caught her around the waist and carried her under one arm toward the bedroom. Tiny mate.
    “Drake!” Quill shouted, running after them. “You can’t do that. Put her down.”
    “I’ll put her down when I’m good and ready,” Drake said. “We can’t let her go until we make sure she’s safe. You know that.” He glared at her as he chucked her in the middle of the giant bed they shared so they could guard each other’s back during the night.
    “Look, I’m not sure why, but my partner wants you.” Drake scented the air and grinned. “And I’m not averse to it, but would you stop being a brat for one freaking second so we can explain?”
    Her eyes narrowed to a hard glare, and then she once again made an escape attempt, scurrying off the bed and trying to run past him. Drake sighed and reached for one of his robes, pulling the soft belt from the waist of it. Then he came onto the bed, grabbing her hands and starting to tie them behind her. He didn’t have any choice at this point.
    “No!” she shouted, suddenly fighting like a banshee.
    He blinked in shock at her reaction and immediately dropped the belt, leaving her hands loose. She whimpered, eyes blinking widely at something that wasn’t there, and Quill jumped onto the bed quickly, sending Drake an angry glare as he stepped back with hands raised.
    He hadn’t meant to upset her. She was acting foolishly and rashly, trying to run out into NYC alone, and he only meant to make her stop until Quill could calm her and they could explain.
    He’d had many women enjoy being tied by him. He’d known it might make her a little angry, but he hadn’t expected the teary-eyed hate she hissed at him now.
    “I want to go home,” she said. “I