Page 14 of A Mate for Vasek
Vasek felt a twinge of guilt for leaving him there until he remembered the brother he knew growing up was gone, replaced by rage and nothing else. If he ever forgot, all he had to do was look at his missing hand.
Dawn made a soft moaning sound in her sleep that had him wondering exactly just what type of dream she was having. Just because he could not smell her did not mean that his body didn’t react to her, especially when her leg moved, brushing up against his crotch.
Then she was nuzzling his chest. But humans didn’t nuzzle. Not the same way Talleans did.
Starved of intimacy for so long, Vasek couldn’t help but bend his head to nuzzle the top of her head, the side of her head, her ear.
He knew the moment she woke. But instead of shying away, she tilted her head and caught his lips with hers. His eyes went wide at the sudden thrill that shot through him. This was the human kiss he’d heard about. It was like a mouth mating, and his cock was immediately hard.
He “kissed” her back, swiping his tongue over her lips. Even without his sense of smell, she was delicious, and the swipe turned into a thrust as he plunged into her mouth. She moaned, the sound making his cock throb and twitch under her leg, which was still thrown around his hips.
They were both breathless when their lips finally parted.
Yes, Vasek quite enjoyed this kissing mouth-to-mouth. Too bad he’d never be able to experience it safely with all his senses intact.
As if only now aware of what was happening, Dawn gasped.
“I’m sorry. I was dreaming, and—” She gasped. “My leg!” She pulled her leg back. “I didn’t realize.”
“It’s… I enjoyed the kiss.” Wow, that sounded more awkward than it had in his head. “We sleep now.” That was even worse.
What was happening to him? Vasek had never enjoyed dealing with social situations, but he’d never been bad at them either. This was not like him, and he didn’t trust it. Was it possible for bonds to form without his sense of smell despite all the research?
Then, suddenly deciding that sleeping with Dawn in his arms was too much of a risk, even with the olfactinull in the air, he turned to face away from her. She did the same and curled up into herself again.
Maybe it would be a good idea to pick up an extra mat for her after all.
Chapter 8
Dawn
Dawn stared at the date on the screen, then rubbed her eyes, because surely she was seeing things. The date on the screen didn’t change.
No way! She couldn’t believe her luck!
If that date was correct, then the big escape was tomorrow. She hadn’t missed her chance to get back to Earth after all.
She must’ve miscounted her days when out in the wilderness with Bakum. She’d drifted in and out of consciousness for a good chunk of it, and it had felt much longer than it really was.
It wasn’t too late to get back to the port and get to the rendezvous point. She could still make it!
Except she didn’t have her buy-in anymore. That dress had been what she’d promised to bring; the gems on it could be used to buy their way through refueling ports and other tough situations. But she’d known the ones planning the big escape for a long time—years. Maybe they’d make an exception for her. In fact, she’d been one of the first people Jason had told about the plan, and she’d helped with planning parts of it.
Like Dawn, Jason refused to believe that Earth was the mess people claimed it was now. She’d met him at the delivery office shortly after Kotch started letting her out on her own to pick up supplies for the office, and send small, non-weapons deliveries. She’d always had to wear a heavy collar to signal who she belonged to when she was on her own, but while she hated that stupid hunk of metal, she’d enjoyed the tiny bit of freedom it gave her more. She’d often worried that someone would ignore the collar and steal her away.
She glanced over at Vasek, who was kneeling in front of one of the cabinets on his shuttle, trying to tame the mess inside. From what she understood, Vasek planned on staying here for a day or two before leaving the planet completely and heading to Vosthea, where he usually worked out of. He was in New Rhea to get out of a spot of trouble. Which had Dawn wondering if trouble found this unconventional medic often.
Then there was what happened last night. Her cheeks heated up at the memory. She’d been having the sexiest dream, and the medic had been the hero. Somehow, she’d known she was dreaming and had decided to throw caution to the wind.
Except it hadn’t been just a dream, because she woke to find herself practically mauling the guy. She’d kissed him. And she must’ve been the one to start it because he’d kissed her back awkwardly, like it was something he’d never done before. And he probably never had, because Talleans didn’t kiss mouth-to-mouth.
A thrill rushed to her center at the memory of his lips and tongue exploring her. He might have been awkward for the first few seconds, but that had changed quickly. He’d taken over, expertly playing her until she was wild with need and practically begging for more with her moans.
But the icing on the cake was the fact that she’d rubbed her leg all over his erection too. She hadn’t meant to tease him.
But he hadn’t done anything about it. He’d said something, she didn’t remember what because she’d been too busy being positively mortified, then turned away from her.
It had Dawn wondering if perhaps Vasek preferred men, or maybe he had a mate waiting for him back at home. The second option made the most sense. However, he could be like Kotch and simply not prefer human females, which was completely possible.
