Scratch by Loki Renard

I’ve sold myself a thousand times.
But he is the one who owns me.
Caught in a war, I meet an alien bad boy with fangs and claws.
His name is Scratch, and he lives to break rules.
Scratch rubs me the wrong way.
Scratch gets under my skin.
Scratch gives me every reason to hate him, but I can’t stop giving myself to him.
Every time he claims me, I fall a little bit further into what I hope isn’t love.
Please, don’t let me fall in love.