Kyrzon’s Crush by Luna Voss

I have never felt possessive like this before.

Ever since my clan of warriors joined with a group of crash-landed human women, the air has been thick with tension. The humans are so much smaller than us, so delicate, so beautiful. Every Kyrzon wishes to have one as a mate.
But one of these small creatures is precious to me. She is brave and loyal, and when we speak together, I feel fuzzy inside. I want her to be mine, and mine alone.
I wish to protect her. To claim her. To share my tent with her, and spend every day proving what she means to me.
All my life, women have been scarce. Now I share an island with 20 of them, and yet I only have eyes for one.