His broadsword is his only love. Until he sees her curves.
T'Shav mercenary Ronan doesn't want love. He wants a woman to take care of his 'condition', meaning raging hormones. And the bridal service is going to get him one. So where is the sweet, submissive wife he ordered?
Paramedic Erica Chase is bored to death on her spaceship. Until she and her cousin Bethy are sold to a bridal service. There's no way she's going to submit to her new owner. But why does he have to be so mouthwateringly hot?
What's a gal to do? Just devour the sexy alien? Hell no. He says he's not touching her until she's on her knees begging for it. He must be joking.
But Erica needs the hunky alien to find back Bethy. And Ronan has his own mission to complete. Space is a crowded place with enemies at every corner. It's a good thing Ronan enjoys a bloody fight.
Stuck on the same spaceship, Ronan knows one thing for sure. Anybody who thinks they can lay a finger on his mate and his unborn child will find another thing coming.
What Ronan wants, Ronan gets.
This is a 24,000 words story. It is a standalone book in a series of scifi romance stories featuring the T'Shav species and their human mates. The books each have a guaranteed HEA, so no cliffhangers. This is a HOT story with mature themes and language. For 18+ readers only.