Taken by the Alien Warrior by Hope Hart

“My name is Terex, and this is Deraz and Asroz,” the giant alien growls.

He’s huge, and his muscles flex as he takes a step forward. His hair falls to his shoulders, pulled away from his face in small plaits decorated with beads and pieces of leather. His shirt is ripped, and I can see what look like blue scales down one side of his shoulder. 
In short, he’s both incredibly sexy and completely terrifying.


“You think they’re overcompensating with those swords?” Hand-Raiser murmurs, and Nevada snorts.


“We are your rescuers,” he says. “Those creatures are Voildi, and they would have taken you back to their camp, slaughtered you, and eaten you over the next few days.”


I feel the blood drain from my face.