Pet for the Primal by Athena Storm

He says I’m his mate. I say he’s an animal.
And to that he just says…”Roar!”
Our ship crash landed on an alien planet and for the last three months the surviving humans have been living with alien brutes known as the Drokan.
One of these cave-dwelling alien savages seems to think I’m his fated mate.
He’s got the horns, the swagger, and a pack of seriously redonk abs.
I want to resist just how good this alien beast looks.
If I give him any lip, he just lifts me up and throws me over his shoulder to take me where he wants us to go.
He’s brave, courageous, and willing to fight for me.
He fights anyone that tries to mess with me.
He hunts and keeps me fed.
At night he keeps me warm.
Then at night…in front of the fire, I wiggle up against him.
And that’s when the real fun begins.
What can I say?
He may be an animal….
But this cave beast knows how to bring out the woman in me.