Mated to Mek

 Book #5

Rashana was just a child when her father locked her away in his laboratory, subjecting her to unspeakable horrors in the name of science. Now, years later, her telepathic abilities terrify lab techs and her father alike. When a revolt leads to her father's death and rebels seize the lab, she expects her torture to go on. Yet the alien doctor's charming bedside manner awakens an unexpected yearning in her heart, and his touch is anything but torture.

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Rashana shook her head, trying to calm her racing thoughts. “I just don’t know how to handle all of this. I’m not used to interacting with anyone beside my father, much less multiple people at once.”

Mek nodded. “I imagine it’s overwhelming.”

She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes. “It is. But I feel grounded when I’m with you.”

When she opened her eyes, Mek was watching her with an intensity that set her skin on fire. “I feel it, too.” The low timbre of his voice sent shivers down her spine. But then he cleared his throat, pulling back slightly. “I'm your doctor, though. We need to keep our distance.”

She fought to keep her power suppressed, but it was impossible. The pull of his desire tangling with her own was too strong. She put a hand against his cheek, the stubble rasping her palm and sending lightning straight to her core. “You agreed to walk with me as a friend. That means right now, you aren't my doctor.”

With a groan, he closed his eyes. Then he leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. A burst of fire rolled through her. This. This was what she’d craved from the moment he first touched her. She slid her hand from his cheek to the back of his neck, eyes closed as she savored the sensations filling her like a tidal wave.

Mek’s hand slid behind her neck, pulling her closer, and his lips parted against hers. She felt his tongue probe her mouth, beckoning her to open to him. She did, moaning into his mouth as his tongue plundered her. Oh, gods, who knew kissing would feel this good?