Abducted by the Alien Assassin (Mated to a Medarian Book 1) by Hazel Hawthorne

Author:Hazel Hawthorne [Hawthorne, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2022-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

FLORA

Our bond.

Varrum’s words echo in my head as he nudges his nose against my temple and breathes me in. I taste sweet, I recall him saying once, back on Ventura. Is that because of this “bond” he thinks we have? Is it even real?

“I don’t believe in it,” I repeat weakly, biting my lip. My heart beats louder, like it’s trying to betray me. The truth is, part of me does believe. I feel connected to Varrum in a way that’s beyond words… that’s beyond logic and sense and science. My body reacts to his like it’s been waiting for his touch my entire life. And I don’t know what to think. I don’t know what to do.

Varrum’s knuckles brush up my side and heat like wildfire spreads from his touch. I gasp as I look down and find that I’m naked - completely bare - beneath him. “V-Varrum,” I squeak, leaning away from him. The cold bite of the exam table gives me chills as I try to scramble away. “Why am I—”

He growls, a deep rumble like thunder from an oncoming storm. “Flora,” he clicks, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer, “do not run from me. From this.”

He doesn’t touch me anywhere except my hips to hold me in place, and it’s all at once too much and not enough. His eyes, twin golden suns, burn into mine with such intensity that it takes my breath away.

“Flora,” he rasps again, lifting me onto his lap so that we’re eye level with each other. “Let me heal you.”

He starts tracing lines up my sides, across my back, sparking healing light through his fingertips. Everywhere he touches ignites with warmth, deep-set and thrilling, going straight to my heart. With each beat, it spreads relaxation so deep that I moan, all of my muscles loosening instantly. If I’d ever had the pleasure of a deep-tissue massage, I’d imagine this is what it feels like. Complete bliss.

The only sounds over the next few minutes are my hitched breathing and Varrum’s soothing rumbles as he coaxes out every single pinprick of pain and turns it to pleasure. He doesn’t touch my breasts or travel between my thighs, but the longer he caresses me, the more I want him to. My cheeks flush deep crimson as my temperature rises, and one small shift of my weight in his lap tells me that he’s just as affected as I am - maybe more so, judging by the hard heat of his erection. But he never strays from his mission and keeps his focus on me.

“Varrum,” I say finally, mustering the courage to open my eyes and look at him.

What I find there sends a tidal wave of arousal to my core.

Lips parted, fangs out, eyes liquid gold depths of raw need. He murmurs my name, more of a purr than a word, as his arms wrap around my waist and pull me tight against him.

“Mine.”

That one, simple word spells my undoing; I wrap

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