"ON YOUR KNEES, PET."
Taramina could survive alien servitude, even as a pet in Prium's Intergalactic Emporium. She always knew she'd escape.
She just didn't know escape would come in the form of a powerful handsome male of her own species. Especially one whose handling incites a fever in her she hasn't felt before.
But she intends to make a fresh start, which means severing ties with the dominant Zandian who once held her collar and a leash. The male who knows just how to master her.
No, she can't be his pet. Not after what she's been through.
So why does she keep coming back for more?
