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I’d have to make an effort to learn all their names so I could get the gossip.
I hated how sweet that sounded. We were like a couple of penguins, and I briefly imagined him scouring the beach to find me the prettiest pebble for our anniversary. It cheered me up some.
I was determined, and it was actually a real confidence boost to render a powerful, seven-foot-tall alien a little feral with one kiss.
He was mine. In every sense of the word. Mine to take, mine to mark, mine to possess. Mine to protect. I held him tighter, my thudding heart drowning out the soft hum of his snores. Mine to cherish.
It felt as if I had no choice, as if the universe had put him in my path just to get my attention.
“Roo-bin…” He teased, lowering his voice to that sexy rumble to catch my attention. I glared at him. “What?” “Roo-bin…” He tried again, sneaking closer. My lips twitched, my resolve cracking, but I looked away, refusing to give him the satisfaction. “I’m mad at you.” He loomed over me, close enough to touch. The warm, woodsy scent of him filled my nose and sank into my bones. “My Roo.” Too quickly, I groaned, dropping my arms to my sides and folding like a damned lawn chair. Why did he have to be so charming? And why was I so weak to it?
The Stockholm be Stockholming.
Fiona nudged me with her elbow, interrupting that train of thought. “Someone missed you,” she teased, nodding to the other side of the camp where Vo’ak stood, his hands fisted at his sides, hungry eyes pinning me to the spot. Exhaustion has left the chat.
Why does he have to be everything I’ve ever wanted?
Abducted by aliens twice in one lifetime? Fuck me. I’d just wanted five minutes of peace.
“What is funny?” “Nothing,” I lied. He studied me, eyes narrowed, suspicion clear on his haggard face. “I do not appreciate being lied to.” “And I don’t appreciate being tied up like an animal, yet here we both are.”
I leaned up to kiss him, careful of my busted lip. His lust for revenge was hot, but his desire to please me was even hotter.
“What happens now?” I said, and Vo’ak brushed one last kiss over the tip of my nose. “You will rest, my hoo-man, then we return home, where I shall worship and attend to your needs until end of time.”
Being abducted by aliens may not have been on my bingo card for the year, but being loved by one had been written in the fucking stars.
