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Alien's Reluctant Bride: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Mail Order Human Book 3)
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females on this planet, but I’m determined to return home, so you might as well save yourself the trouble I plan to cause you and arrange for my passage back to Earth.”
    “Ally, I am sorry you were taken against your will, but you are here now and under my protection. Even if I could arrange for your passage back to Earth, I wouldn’t do it. You are on this planet to stay, Ally, and you’re mine .”
     
    * * *
     
    Holy freaking hell, Naad was a stud. She had never seen a man so gorgeous. He was tall with bulging muscles, yet his movements were graceful and mesmerizing. She sensed he was walking slower than he was accustomed to on her account, which she appreciated. She also appreciated him allowing her to walk on her own two feet. She hadn’t enjoyed her time over his shoulder.
    Well, except she had.
    He’d caught her during her escape attempt and oh so dominantly tossed her over his shoulder, then started heading for home as if she weighed nothing and her kicks and screams didn’t faze him.
    She felt a tad embarrassed about how she’d acted now. But still, even after weeks aboard the Starship Matchmaker , her anger over the Elder drugging her and sending her to New Protemeda hadn’t diminished, and she’d taken some of that anger out on Naad.
    Had her father instructed Aiden to make sure she left Earth no matter what? Had her father sanctioned the use of force? She didn’t want to think about it, so she gazed at the rocky mountains ahead.
    A cave. Naad lived in a cave. When she’d pictured her life on New Protemeda, she hadn’t thought she would be living in a cave. She had assumed it would be a technologically advanced planet with weird, fancy alien houses. She had imagined flying crafts zipping through the sky too, but so far it looked like they were the only two people around. She saw no evidence of houses or other aliens. Only a vast, green planet.
    She cast a sidelong glance at her husband-to-be. He walked beside her, guiding her through the underbrush in the forest with his hand pressed firmly to the small of her back. His touch sent goosebumps all over her, and she found she couldn’t stop flushing.
    Logically, she realized she couldn’t return to Earth, nor could she run off into the woods and hide from Naad. He was too fast, and she’d acted foolishly earlier. Though New Protemeda appeared similar to Earth with its greenery and brilliant blue sky, going it alone in an alien forest, especially at night, would’ve been ten kinds of stupid. In the village, they’d had to watch out for wolves, and she shuddered to think what kind of exotic predators lived on this planet. She instinctively moved closer to Naad, until her hip brushed against his side.
    God, he smelled divine. Like he’d rolled around in fresh pine needles before sprinkling cinnamon all over his naked body. Her face heated at the ridiculous image of him doing just that, and she pressed her lips together in an effort to hide her smile.
    “Something funny?”
    She met his dark, dreamy eyes and fumbled. “Uh, no, not really.” Her cheeks flushed hotter.
    “Your father told me much about you, Ally, but I realize you know little about me. Would it ease your mind if I told you more about myself and my people?”
    “Yes, please.” She really did want to know more about him and his way of life.
    His face softened and he moved his hand to settle on her waist, forcing her to walk even closer to him. Not that she minded. Mmm . Pine and cinnamon. Sweat and masculinity. How could he scare her and make her feel safe at the same time? All her nerve endings tingled, alternating hot and cold. She had never felt more flustered and on edge.
    “My great-great-grandfather was second in command aboard the Starship Fhaabha when our home world, Protemeda, was destroyed by a solar storm so intense it penetrated our planet’s atmosphere and set off chain reactions in our power supply. Everyone on Protemeda perished. Most of our men and all of our
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