Claimed By the Alien Warrior by Hope Hart

What’s worse than being stuck on an alien planet?
Being stuck on an alien planet when you’ve made an enemy of the local tribe King.
Okay, so I may have stolen his favorite misua and snuck away to find my friends. But he should’ve known better than to forbid me to go. I’m a marine, and we leave no man– or woman, behind.
Besides- putting distance between us is a good thing, especially since I’m sure he’s coming after me. We’re like fire and gasoline, and spending time near him is is like lighting a match and waiting for the explosion.
So what if his dark eyes promise more pleasure than I’ve ever experienced? I’m finding my friends and getting off this planet.
Even if this alien king seems to think he owns me.
Even if a tiny part of me might like the idea of being owned… by him.