The Alien's Claim (Warriors of Luxiria, #8)

by Zoey Draven

And then he bit her. On the side of her neck. Erin felt his teeth squeeze against her unprotected flesh with just enough force that it would probably leave a mark. But what surprised her the most was her reaction to that bite. Erin felt her nipples pebble under her tunic and desperate, frantic heat slid into her belly. Which only made her furious.

His hand flexed around the back of her neck.

“I will not, so you may as well cut my throat now, rixella.” “You don’t think I will?” she whispered, looking down at him.

“You are the one with a knife to my throat making demands, luxiva.”

And then, before she could hesitate, she leaned forward and took the one thing she wanted but shouldn’t have. His kiss.