Alien Pirate’s Booty by Juno Wells

I never met an alien I couldn’t kill.
Sure, that’s pretty much a job requirement for a space marine, even female ones like me, Dakota ‘Killer’ Bell.
But when I met the deadly space pirate Brenaxx on an alien moon, I couldn’t even inconvenience him.
Hey, I tried. But he had swords the size of helicopter blades and a smirk on his alien barbarian face ten miles wide. It goes well with his huge muscles and his wild hair that I’m pretty sure is actual gold.
Okay, I may be a little taken with him.

And he has taken me.
As in, stolen.
As in, kidnapped.
As in, I’m his pirate booty.
He hasn’t plundered me completely. But his damn hotness and his casual confidence are wearing down my defenses fast. He turns me on like no one else ever has.
And I can’t help but wonder how that alien tongue would feel… you know. There.

I should resist.
I should be trying to escape from this lethal desert planet where we crashed.
Because he wants to conquer Earth.
But I’m pretty sure he’ll conquer me first.
And I kind of want him to.