Wed to the Alien Brute (Accidental Alien Brides, #3)

by January Bell

only wants to seduce me because of some strange proclivity she feels towards monstrous males. My stomach churns. Whereas I want a partner. I want a mate. I want someone to come home to at night and hold in the smallest, darkest hours, when memories crowd so tight and claustrophobic that I wake with my heart in my throat.

want someone to wake up to, to watch sleep in the morning sunlight, someone I can treasure and care for. Someone who cares about the male I am, not just what I have done in the past… or what I look like.

“Do not get any ideas about my mate. Do not speak of breeding around her. Do not appreciate her beauty. Do not even look at her.” Reif grins at him, raising one eyebrow at me. “I did not mean to offend.

“I should clean you up,” he says. “Okay,” I agree, waiting for the feel of cloth against my too-sensitive pussy. Instead, his hot tongue lashes against me, and I gasp as he laps up the liquid between my legs.

“You are coming with me,” he says. “You are my mate, and I am kidnapping you, just like they do in the books you like. My semen is not nutritious, but I will still feed it to you.”