Abducted by aliens in the middle of the night, then dumped on a foreign planet in nothing but my flimsy nightclothes.Any number of predators could have eaten me.Well, as it turns out, I was—eaten, I mean—by a hulking alien who really knew what he was doing when it came to pleasing human women.Is he my protector or my captor?And what happened to the other women I was abducted with?Something must be seriously wrong with me because I want to ask for his help to find the other women, but even with our language barrier, I find my thoughts drifting. And the way he touches me tells me his thoughts are anything but pure.I must be crazy. There are dangers on this planet he's only hinted at, a reason I'm here I don't know, and yet when I'm with my alien savior, all I can think is when he touches me, I really, really, like it.
