Forbidden Touches: Genetically Altered Humans, #6

By Rena Marks

If it's winged babies she's interested in, he'd be more than happy to oblige.

 

Dr. Irina Mescar has been a doctor to the Xeno Sapiens in their newly created city, Xenia. She loves her job despite the inappropriate, infuriating, sexy, winged male, Blaze. She can make a list of inappropriate sayings that pop out of his mouth, which include referring to her as beautiful and offering to make her a mother. If only Blaze knew that a relationship with a patient when she began her career got her lover killed. She has sworn never to make that mistake again.

 

Blaze is aware Dr. Irina Mescar is his. Not only does he crave her with every breath; every cell in his body screams to possess her. Every person around them knows their odd relationship is beyond that of strangers, beyond that of a doctor and patient, and beyond that of the category she keeps trying to put them in: friendship.

 

It's love, plain and simple. Everyone knows this but his gorgeous doctor. So if playing doctor is how she needs the relationship to be, so be it.

 

* The story behind the series: When futuristic Earth finds alien DNA and creates a new species of hybrids in hidden labs, Dr. Robyn Saraven helps the "creatures" escape. She uses her connections to establish their own city on Earth-Ground where they can learn, grow, and avoid the corruption and greed that created them. *

 

Other books in the Genetically Altered Humans Series:

Book 1 - Xeno Sapiens

Book 2 - Earth-Ground

Book 3 - Siren

Book 4 - Beast's Beauty

Book 5 - Almost Human

Book 6 - Forbidden Touches

Book 7 - Coveting Ava

Book 8 - For Everly

Book 9 - Assassin's Mate

Book 10- Sextet

Book 11- Tempting Tempest

Book 12- Falling for Trance

Book 13- Damaged Goods

Book 14- Alien's Bride

Book 15- Dual Lives

Book 16- Reson's Lesson

Book 17- A Mate For Max

Book 18- Dragon's Mate

Book 19- Fated

 

"I've been waiting for Blaze's story ever since Dr. Irina helped his wings emerge. It's worth the wait!"

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rena Marks
• Release date: Dec 5, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386586944

Rena Marks

Welcome to my Worlds! Rena Marks is a bestselling author with over eighty-five novels under her belt. She combines her love of science fiction with paranormal romance because no matter what happens in real life, a happy-ever-after never disappoints. Come get lost in my worlds for a few hours!

Book preview

Prologue

BEING A DOCTOR TO THE Xeno Sapiens—people created in underground laboratories using human and various alien DNA discovered in the lost city of Atlantis—meant Dr. Irina Mescar was well aware of their telepathic abilities. Today, the mess hall was abuzz with excitement over the upcoming arrival of the latest Xeno Sapien babies.

Twins.

And Irina wasn’t going to miss this for the world. She’d been studying up on the compatibility between Xenos and humans, and so far, only two miracles had occurred in order to procreate. Such as the case with the latest babies. Their fathers—twins themselves—had discovered unique healing capabilities called cocooning, a form of hibernation. The healing state had adapted their DNA to allow them to become compatible with their very human mate, Heather. Not only was it amazing that their bodies allowed this to happen, but the baby twins seemed to have three parents. Scans showed evidence of them being created by both fathers.

Irina wanted to find out how.

As soon as she cut through the crowded room, she had to elbow her way to the center. It seemed everyone turned out to catch a glimpse of the babies. But then a body shifted, and she got a peek of the center table where the parents sat, along with a gorgeous man with a shock of red hair. Not the orange shade of hair a human would get. But a glorious, thick mane of blood red that marked his heritage as other. A sense of relief shot through her. He was right there in the thick of things.

Blaze. Her first patient. Her favorite patient. If truth be known, her sexy patient.

She’d met him her first day inside Xenia. He’d collapsed, writhing in pain outside where he’d been patrolling the massive stone fence that bordered the city. She’d quickly helped, discovering what they first thought was a parasite roving under the muscles of his back.

Turned out, he’d developed wings that were itching to rip through his flesh. She’d taken a scalpel to his back, and glorious white wings that made him look like an angel emerged. That was how her favorite guy was always ingrained in her mind—an angel.

Blaze was sitting down across from Heather, holding one of the newborns in his arms. There were no words for the way her heart nearly burst. His thatch of blue-red hair, always tousled just so, his strong, muscular arms, his flat, ridged belly—holding a tiny newborn so tenderly.

The babies were male, indicated by the fact they were a yellowish green color that resembled their Xeno Sapien parents, who were also male. It seemed that male children inherited the other DNA.

Irina hurried to her patient’s side, placing her hand casually on Blaze’s shoulder. He looked up at her and grinned, sending her stomach into flips. She quickly turned her attention to the infant instead.

Oh, you are simply precious, she cooed at Logan, whose name was clearly displayed on the tiny shirt.

Thank you, Blaze rumbled.

Irina snickered but fought the urge to laugh. That was so like him. I meant the baby.

Did you? Blaze flexed his shoulder, making her hand jump under the strength of the bulging muscle.

She ignored the instant wet that tingled between her legs. Stop being a tease, she chided. Scoot a cheek.

She squeezed onto the seat next to him and ran her finger down baby Logan’s tummy. He gurgled softly. He was adorable, such an incredible miracle.

Do you mind if I give him a quick look-see with the scanner? she asked his mother, Heather. I have one in my bag.

Not at all.

Irina pulled out her scanner and ran it over the newborn. Healthy as a horse, she said, her eyes widening as she took in the data. Oh, that’s interesting. He can see in full color. Normally infants don’t have a wide range of eyesight right away. He weighs in at six pounds, eight ounces. A healthy enough weight.

They were the size of my palm when the egg expelled, Heather said.

Fascinating way to give birth, Dr. Irina said. So much easier on the figure. It was another area she studied. Though these were only the second babies born, Heather had been pregnant for a few months with an egg which had expelled naturally. The clear membrane had quickly hardened into a shell for the remainder of the pregnancy until the twins hatched.

Heather grinned. Right? It does take away the ‘eating for two excuse,’ though.

Next to her, Jett fished a now-awake Brody from the stroller, showing him to the small crowd of gathered people.

I find the concept of babies fascinating, Irina said. I’ve been studying the how and why since Robyn got pregnant. I hope you don’t mind, but I delved into your files, too. We’d like to see if we can help other Xeno Sapiens reproduce.

Not at all, Heather said. Amanda mentioned that you were the one to figure out what the sex of the babies would be.

If it’s babies you wish to explore, I am also available for study.

Suddenly, the babbling of voices froze with Blaze’s loud declaration to her.

Oh, god, they knew. They all knew of her silly, schoolgirl crush on her own patient. They knew why she continually set him up with appointments under the pretext of medical care when he was as healthy as a horse.

They knew she got him naked and into a medical exam robe so her eyes could rove over his perfect male form while she pretended to study his wings. How could he not know? How many people manipulated firm male buttocks with their fingers under the pretext of wing-studying?

Frozen, Dr. Irina tried to play it off. Don’t be silly, Blaze. I need to study already procreated files.

Why? When you can start from square one with someone willing to explore genetics from the ground level?

Because that would be experimentation at that point, she said softly. Very deliberately, she moved slightly away from him and Logan, separating herself subconsciously.

He watched her carefully, seeming to notice how she removed herself from touching him. Of course, he narrowed his eyes and continued on.

I don’t think you understand, doc, he said. "I am willing to put myself out there for you. I am willing to experiment with you. I am willing to make you a mother." His voice dropped to a whisper.

No ifs, ands, or buts. They knew. Irina froze. Blaze, this is not the time or place for this discussion.

I don’t think you’re willing to hear the discussion at all. Every time I try to bring it up privately—

Because it is not an appropriate conversation between a doctor and her patient.

He continued on as if he never stopped speaking. —you shut me down. Therefore, I am bringing it up in public where you are forced to respond.

You won’t like the answer, she warned, aware of all the curious faces and desperate to make him stop.

Your passion is genetics. You have a willing avian species of DNA at your fingertips. You have two families with children. Give me your answer, doc.

Her voice went cold and professional all at once. It was the voice that carried her through medical school and into the field beyond. I am a professional. I refuse your offer. I don’t mix business with pleasure. I think you need to look for another one of the doctors to service your medical needs from now on.

She almost sobbed. She hadn’t meant to go so drastic as to shoot herself in the foot, but what was done was done.

She turned her attention back to Heather, who barely had time to snap her mouth closed. Heather, your children are beautiful. Good luck. I would love if you would bring them by to visit me from time to time. With that, she swept up and, head held high, eased gracefully from the mess hall.

Everyone was still quiet as she walked away. Of course. They were all telepathic, not just Jett and Brax. They were probably consoling the infuriating Blaze.

To her amazement, he smiled broadly.  Angry with herself for caring, she forced her attention away as she returned to her office.

Chapter One

ONCE THERE, SHE SAT down on shaking legs. What was she going to do now? Now that everyone knew of her interest in Blaze and the pathetic attempt she’d made to tamp it down? How could she go on?

In a flash, it was ten years earlier when she was in her residency under the prestigious Dr. Frank Mcklintoch Chenowitz. Ten years earlier when she’d destroyed her patient Ralph’s chemically induced cancer—and their love had taken off. It was frowned upon to have those kind of feelings for a patient, but hell, Irina was one of the few privileged born to Theta Eight. She was used to doing what she wanted, and she wanted the first man she’d saved.

But Ralph saw more to her than the spoiled doctor who could go by the title Lady Mescar or as Doctor Mescar. Ralph was tender and loving—and she missed his recurring cancer. She missed it until it was in stage three. A recurring cancer couldn’t be treated after stage three, just the original cancer could. But then again, recurring cancer shouldn’t have progressed to stage three before being caught.

She still remembered her superior’s smug face. Dr. Chenowitz wasn’t a kind man. He seemed rather nonchalant that she had to experience Ralph’s death. How could someone be so callous? Then the nonchalance evaporated, and he all-out blamed her. Pointed out how—if she had been focusing as his doctor instead of his lover—Ralph’s life wouldn’t have been wasted on the whims of a spoiled child who wanted her first conquest.

It was a harsh lesson, but a true lesson. Ralph would still be alive if he’d had another doctor who hadn’t had such an ego complex that she seduced her first successful patient like a prize.

A soft knock at the door carried her back to the present.

Come in, she said.

The door opened slightly to reveal the handsome man she’d just left behind. Her lip tightened.

He smiled easily and opened the door wider to reveal the bundle he carried in his arms. I brought Brody. Heather thought since you scanned Logan, you might want to follow up on his brother.

All anger at Blaze melted away. Of course, the twin. How could she examine one and not the other at the same time? She almost slapped her forehead. What the hell kind of doctor was she?

Oh, yeah. The kind who had a man undress and wear an old fashioned paper robe with an open back so she could stare at his beautiful bare ass without him knowing.

Please. Bring him in.

The door opened all the way, and Blaze entered in all his glory, a tiny infant nestled in the crook of his arm.

She was about to indicate that Blaze place him on the padded exam table, but instead he carefully placed the newborn in her arms—forcing her to touch his warm, delicious skin. Her nipples hardened at the brush of his forearm against hers. Damn her traitorous body.

Brody was just as beautiful as his brother. Awake now, he cooed softly at her while she scanned his tiny body, recording the measurements. When she was done, she undressed him and manipulated his tiny limbs, rotating them gently, checking his joints and his flexibility. He was simply adorable, so perfectly formed. Her ovaries were on sweet overload.

So far, Blaze was silent as he watched.

She dressed the baby, giggling softly when he kicked his arms and legs to avoid being confined. She wrapped him back in his blanket, and he relaxed when he was tightly swaddled, his eyes flitting sleepily back and forth between her and Blaze.

Oh, yes, she cooed softly. You’re about to lose the battle with staying awake, aren’t you, little man? Go ahead. Take a nap. The world will still be here when you wake up.

And then it was time to deal with Blaze.

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THEY WATCHED AS BRODY’S eyelids fell, a small smile plastered on his face as he slept. Irina patted his little thigh gently and watched as he softly breathed.

I think our professional relationship has been compromised— she began.

Yes.

She stopped. Did you say yes?

I did.

Huh. She expected him to argue. She was kind of stumped now. So, you agree with me?

Yes. It was what I was aiming for.

She felt her jaw go slack. You were? Why?

Because I don’t want a professional relationship, doc. I want you. As a woman. Warm and willing under me. With a wink, he scooped up the sleeping Brody and leaned in toward her. Close your mouth.

She snapped her jaws shut.

He deposited a swift kiss to her lips and before she could blink, he was gone. She was alone in the office with tingling lips.

And tingling lady-parts.

Hey, are you doing okay? Her friend, Amanda, poked her head around the corner.

Amanda Becker was the doctor who’d brought her to Xenia, the exclusive city created to house the Xeno Sapiens. They’d attended med school together. Amanda was well aware of the scandal that also cost her the position she held at the United Matschessi Medical Program.

Yes. I’m fine.

I just saw Blaze. I understand you examined the new babies.

Blaze. It was time to pawn him off as a patient to another. There were plenty of other doctors. Yes, I did. Speaking of which, Irina took a deep breath to give her time to collect her thoughts. "I’d like to focus on genetics until we can