ABOUT THE BOOK Miya believes that her lover can read her thoughts. Has she just gone crazy? That is possible, seeing as she was kidnapped and taken to a research facility. Miya is enchanted by her captor and gradually she succumbs to his "magic hands".
CONTENT WARNING
This story contains abduction, bondage, and involuntary sedation. The sex is consensual and explicit. Appropriate for mature readers only.
EXCERPT "Who are you?" I demanded. My body was giving way to panic. I pushed against the restraints, though I knew they wouldn't budge.
"Give me a reading," the stranger stated. He positioned my injured arm between his hands, cupping my elbow.
"Surface temperature 38 degrees," the man to my left stated. What? Was he talking about me? It had to be Celcius... Damn it, I should know what that means.
"Heart rate 140 BPM. Blood pressure 175 over 90."
That I understood. It was way too high. I shuddered. But how did they read it without a cuff?
"Just relax." His words blanketed me with a sense of ease, but there was something more. A warm comfort rippled beneath his hands. The pain in my elbow peeled away.
With narrowed eyes he stared down at my arm. Sensation tingled toward my hand, like a rush of blood, then my hand went numb.
"ETA thirty-five minutes," a man's voice said from the front of the vehicle.
"Where are we going?" I tried to make my words forceful, but my chest was heavy. A hum of feeling in my arm consumed my awareness. My arm twitched then relaxed again. The pain was completely gone.
I had tried reiki and meditation in college, but this was something I had never experienced. It was as if he commanded my muscles to relax.
You're just imagining things.
The sensation moved up my shoulder. When I took a deep breath it filled my lungs. I felt drowsy, like I drank a little too much before going to bed.
The place on my neck where the computerized device had penetrated my skin stung when my other discomfort faded.
The stranger's hand went to my neck. I forced my eyes to open, not realizing I had closed them. He touched the injured spot and I gasped. Did he just sense I was hurting there?
Don't be stupid. Stress has made you delusional.
One finger pressed beside the wound on my neck, and in moments the ache started to ease. It felt like he pulled the pain out through my skin.
Crazy people don't realize they are crazy, I chastised myself. How about a test? If he can really tell what I'm feeling... My attention focused on the belt across my lap. It wasn't painful, but uncomfortable where it dug into my abdomen.
The stranger met my gaze with a serious, yet pleasant expression. His hand moved toward my lap. I held my breath. I wanted to look down to where I felt him adjusting the strap, but I couldn't look away from his face. The edges of his lips lifted slightly. One of his eyes half-winked. So subtle I almost didn't see it.
But I did see it. Warm tingling spread across my abdomen, through the sensitive area between my thighs, then across my legs.
Oh my God!
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