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ever captured one?” Logan asked, and Sela shook her head.
    “A few strange creatures have been killed or caught, in places like Texas, but scientists determined that those animals were diseased coyotes, and they never did fit the profile of the infamous goat sucker.”
    “Which apparently looks like that thing in the tent,” Logan muttered.
    Marlena’s hand shook as she poured herself another shot of liquor, but she covered quickly by bracing her forearm on the table. “That was … weird.”
    “You think?” Logan snorted. “So, what exactly are chupacabras?”
    Marlena downed the shot. “Some theories floating around out there suggest that chupacabras are actually escaped alien pets.”
    “Which is ridiculous,” Sela scoffed.
    Logan took a gulp of his Scotch. “You just found out the thing is real. So why is the idea that it’s an alien so out of the realm of possibility?”
    “Because aliens don’t exist.”
    Marlena shrugged, regaining her Seducer persona with a slow roll of one sexy shoulder. “Until ten minutes ago, you didn’t think chupacabras existed.”
    Sela shot her a scowl. “In any case, not once has the chupacabra legend been associated with humans turning into them.” She turned her gaze on Logan. “I need to know who the man in your medical tent is.”
    Logan looked up at the roof. “We found him nearly dead. He’s American military. The only survivor of an animal attack. We expected him to die, but he healed so quickly it’s miraculous.”
    “So you don’t know anything about him.”
    “I know the military doesn’t make a habit of enlisting people who change into man-eating beasts, so I’m going to throw out a wild guess that whatever attacked him also infected him.”
    “We need to talk to him,” Marlena said, coming to her feet. She swayed drunkenly, and Logan caught her. She smiled apologetically, but when he tried to release her, she clung to him. “Sorry. I’m just … a little tipsy.”
    “Jungle heat will do that to you.” He guided her back to her chair, but still, she clung to him, running one hand up his arm, the motion causing her breasts to rub against his chest.
    Sela watched curiously, wondering if he’d take advantage of Marlena’s
    “drunken” state.
    “I want my backpack,” she purred.
    “Why?” Logan’s voice was rough, but with irritation or arousal, Sela couldn’t tell. “Want your little vibrating buddy?”
    “I’ve never been one to deny myself pleasure whenever I can find it. And in a hellhole like this …” Marlena shrugged.
    “Really …” Logan tugged her close, and for some reason, Sela felt a twinge 43

    of jealousy. “So if I wanted to get down to it with you, right now, you wouldn’t have a problem with that?”
    “Why should I?” The words were casual, but there was a slight tremor in Marlena’s voice. She was definitely not okay, but she was soldiering on, determined to do her job.
    He turned to Sela. “What about you?”
    She nearly choked on her own tongue. “What about me? I’m not into threesomes.” She ground her teeth and added, “Not with women anyway.” God, she hoped things didn’t come down to that. To a threesome of any sort.
    “I wasn’t talking about a threesome. Mainly because I don’t share well.” He plunked Marlena in the chair and left her to sink down beside Sela, so close his heat rolled over her like a caress. “I’m wondering about you. Do you look at sex the same way? A moment of pleasure to be had in any situation, no matter how extreme?”
    She smiled sweetly. “You mean, like jerking off in a shower while your prisoner is cuffed to a pole right outside? That’s a pretty extreme situation. Seems to me that given your little shower adventure, you have a lot in common with Marlena.”
    “You’re mouthy.”
    “You like it.”
    His gaze dropped to her mouth. “I know where I’d like it.”
    An image of her with her lips wrapped around his cock swamped her brain, which was insane,

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