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look, then explained about how he was attacked by a mortal shifter during his collection of chi. “He’s not the first mortal I’ve seen who could shift.” He motioned Valdon to follow him around a cluster of juniper trees. “I left him over here. He was unconscious.”
    “There!” Sakari ran over to the man who was half naked, muscular and very handsome. The same man she’d seen earlier, this time smelling of sweat, blood and earth. Thankfully, she’d drawn away any memories of their first meeting when she left him. He wouldn’t remember her.
    Unconscious and injured, the man still appeared powerful and dangerous. An appealing tug went straight through her, slamming her up against an invisible wall. No matter how beaten he was, she desired him now, his naked body pressed to her. She ached to feel him inside her. The sensual need continued to build in her. She needed a release she thought she could never get with a mortal. The intensity of the lust and her reaction to this man surprised her. Did Drones have these feelings for their Kithra? She hesitated to ask Dante.
    Standing beside the man, she saw his lips part as he took in a breath. Her pussy quivered. Wake up. I want you inside me. She closed her eyes and imagined him taking her hard. His swollen cock, ramming and thrusting inside her cunt. She wanted him, like nothing she’d ever wanted before. Was she insane? Obsessed? If she had this strong a response, she didn’t dare take him as her Kithra. If she fucked him, she’d end up killing him.
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    “Sakari!” Dante said, giving her an odd look. Could he see inside her thoughts?
    Drones could only read mortals’ thoughts, not other Drones’. Dante held his gaze on her as if he didn’t trust her. “You’re wasting time.”
    “He’s not moving. Did you kill him?” Valdon asked. “The demoness will not be pleased if you did.”
    Dante gave him a wry smile. “I can handle the demoness and the guy’s not dead. I just stunned him. We could kill him if we had to. Out here in the desert no one would know.”
    “No!” Sakari shouted. She went into her slave mode and knelt beside the injured mortal. On Anartia she occasionally had to attend Drones when they returned from Earth injured. Obtaining chi for the demoness was sometimes a dangerous task.
    She smoothed her hand over his forehead and the male stirred. Well-sculpted chest and arms were covered in sand and bits of grass. Bloody claw marks crisscrossed his arms and chest. “Dante, did you have to? Look at his wounds.”
    Valdon shook his head in disgust. “No, Sakari, we won’t kill a mortal because Dante lost control and attacked him.”
    Dante paced. “He attacked me first.”
    A pain twisted inside her, feeling the pain from his wounds transferred to her. “I doubt it was necessary,” she said, her voice hardening.
    “It was.”
    Sakari raised the man’s arm and noticed some bruising besides the scratches. The man didn’t awaken. “Why didn’t you subdue him with thoughts?”
    “He caught me off guard. No time,” Dante said.
    “I bet,” she said, anger making her shake. Her hands continued over his arms, shoulders, chest and down to his abdomen trying to sense for any injuries. Her gaze darted to his groin and her body temperature kicked up a few degrees. “What’s he wearing?” Around the man’s waist, he had on an animal fur of some kind.
    “You need to leave,” Valdon said to Dante.
    Dante ignored him. “I think the fur has to do with the animal he shifted into,”
    Dante answered Sakari, sounding impatient. “He was a leopard.”
    “A leopard?” Valdon asked, distracted from his power struggle with Dante for the moment.
    She tried imagining this man shifting into a leopard. Then her mind drifted to him coming to her bed in her private chamber on Anartia. Where she could have a man, give herself completely to him in every way without concern for the loss of chi. What was it like to have a man without