Berrr's Vow (Zorn Warriors, Book Four)

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An Excerpt From:BERRR’S VOW

Copyright © LAURANN DOHNER, 2010

All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

Chapter One

Shanna glared at the frightening large aliens who surrounded her. Her wrists hurt but she ignored the pain caused by her attempt to twist free of the manacles securing her. As one of the alien men lunged forward again, trying to grab her, she screamed in rage and swung out her right leg to kick. She nailed the son of a bitch in the thigh. He growled, backing up, and his large hand rubbed the spot she hit.

“Enough,” one of them snarled. “Stop fighting.”

“Go to hell,” she panted.

The black-haired one she’d kicked growled again, turning to face the blond alien that Shanna held totally responsible for her predicament. “You call this tame? You said human females were docile but she fights.”

Gohl snarled at Shanna. His teeth were yellowed, sharp, and his black eyes looked furious as he glared at her. “You are making a sale difficult.”

“You don’t have any idea who the hell you’re screwing with,” she yelled at him. She was terrified, she hurt and she was tired but she wasn’t going to stop fighting until they either killed her or she managed to break free. “I’m a person, dickhead. Not property for you to sell to some asshole to be a sex toy.”

Gohl was a six-foot-two alien with long blond, ratty hair and pointed ears. Five days ago Shanna had been driving home from work at 2:20 in the morning when something had caused her front passenger tire to blow out. She’d gotten out of her car after pulling to the side of the road to check out the damage, her cell phone in hand to call for a tow truck, but in the next instant he’d been there. The alien asshole had grabbed her, snatched her right off the pavement, and had put something over her mouth. She’d smelled a horrible stench as she kicked and clawed until everything had gone black in long seconds.

The next time she’d woken, she’d found herself locked in a cage with five other human women with the same story. They’d been driving along a lonely stretch of road, they’d blown a tire, and then they’d been snatched by aliens, knocked out with the funky-smelling drug, only to awaken in hell.

Shanna had been taken by three alien assholes who were selling her and the other women as sex slaves on some distant planet. She’d watched the other five women completely fall apart when Gohl had introduced himself to them, explained why they were taken and what lay in store for them. Shanna hadn’t cried. She’d been terrified, sure, but mostly she was killing mad.

Hours ago they’d landed on some red planet to be auctioned off. Shanna had watched in horror as the other five women had been sold to big, long-haired men who resembled the all-brawn-and-no-brain types. Those women had whimpered and cried while they’d been examined and sold one at a time.

Not Shanna. She was pretty sure that’s why Gohl and his men had waited to sell her last, knowing she was a fighter. She’d almost managed to escape twice so far when her captors had brought food to their cage on the ship that had brought them to the alien planet. Shanna had broken one man’s nose and she’d probably busted a nut on another one. Her only regret was that she hadn’t had a chance to hit Gohl yet. He was in charge and he was the one who had brazenly announced that he had decided to take her from Earth. She was going to hurt the freak if she got the chance.

The devil himself snarled at her again. “You will be meek,” he ordered. “Or I will take far less price to just be rid of you.”

“Like I give a damn if you make a profit off slavery. I hope I cost you money, you prick.”

His black eyes burned with rage. “Fine.” He turned his head to glance at the six men in the room. “I will take forty obbus each to mount the alien female.”

The alien she’d kicked growled, looking pissed. “She would not survive. I did not say I wouldn’t buy her. I just objected to your false statement that she was docile.”

Shanna stopped struggling, her heart pounding. She was blonde but she’d never been stupid. She could figure out what mounting was. Terror hit her hard, realizing that the son of a bitch was offering to whore her out for forty whatever the hell an obbus was to all six guys. Her gaze flashed to the huge-ass men in the room, seeing lust in their leery looks. They were big bastards, muscular, well over two hundred and probably fifty pounds of nearly six and a half feet of linebacker-sized aliens.

“Then agree to a deal,” Gohl demanded. “Give me the five hundred obbus for her or I will short sell her to the room. I want to be rid of her and I do not care if she survives. She tests me.”

The alien she had kicked tilted his head, his dark gaze staring at her for long seconds. His focus lowered, roaming down her mostly bared body. Gohl and his two asshole shipmates had torn her clothing off her ― leaving her in a push-up bra and her low hip-hugging briefs with little to nothing left to the imagination. His attention returned to her face.

“Show me you are worth the cost. Drop to your knees and tongue me.”

Was he kidding? Her blue eyes narrowed. “Sure. Come here, stud.”

He frowned but moved closer, reaching for the front of his pants. As soon as he was within range her hands wrapped around the chains that were locking her to the floor she stood on. She braced, knowing the tethers would keep her from being thrown backward since she only had about a foot to move with. Her body tensed before she kicked him for all she was worth. His eyes widened instantly but his reflexes weren’t faster than her leg. Her bare heel connected with his crotch.

He roared as if he were a lion, the sound that loud and animalistic. He threw himself back and grabbed the front of his pants to collapse on his knees, bending over to curl into a protective ball. She wasn’t going to let them do this to her. She’d make those assholes kill her before she submitted to blowing one of them. If he could roar, she could too. Panting, Shanna screamed out in terror and rage, not holding it back.

The back doors suddenly were flung open to admit more huge alien men. Shanna cringed as all hope of escape died when she saw that at least twenty more aliens had come to bid on her. The new arrivals all wore the same uniforms, all black leather-looking, ass-kicking biker-type of gear. She knew that one of these males was going to buy her, drag her home and hurt her.

Gohl yelled at them. “You were not invited here.”

The men in black uniforms were looking about as unfriendly as could be with their narrowed eyelids and sharp teeth showing in a silent snarl. Movement in the group drew Shanna’s attention as she saw men parting for a taller, black-haired head coming forward and then he was stepping between two of the men at the front.

She stared but she couldn’t help it. The guy was different from Gohl and his two shipmates with his rounded ears, really beautiful eyes that were a shocking electric blue, and his tan skin looked more golden than the men standing next to him. Muscles bulged under his shirt, his wide shoulders and massive chest making his lower hip and thigh area look only a bit smaller since he was big all over. He growled.

“Collis trespassers, you dare come to Zorn? Did you think I would not be informed of your ship landing on the surface?” The big guy’s angry look shifted to Shanna.

There was no mistaking the shock that widened his eyes, the way his black eyebrows rose, and he growled deep in the back of his throat, obviously not only surprised by her presence but he looked super furious in seconds. His gaze tore from hers to narrow at Gohl.

“You have a human?”

Shanna saw fear on Gohl’s features. He actually looked kind of pasty and pale. That was saying a lot since all the men seemed naturally tan. She hadn’t seen a pale-skinned alien yet. Her captor swallowed hard as he took a step back.

“She isn’t a Zorn female so you have no authority to interfere. I came here to trade my possessions to your warriors and human females are in much demand.” Gohl glared at the blue-eyed big guy he was obviously afraid of. “I have a seller permit so unless you wish to bid on her, you will leave.”

Rage flashed on the features of the blue-eyed, leather-clad alien. “You dare tell me the laws on my own planet?”

“Even Hyvin Berrr must follow the law.” Gohl looked nervous as he spoke.

“Slave trade is against my law.”

“It is against your law to sell Zorn or Collis women but there is no law on humans.”

The giant of an alien slowly smiled. It was a cold, harsh twist of his full lips that didn’t reach his eyes. Shanna decided it was actually a scary expression.

“I make the laws so listen closely to my words. Let it be known I decree a new law that it is a violation to sell human women from this moment onward.”

“You can’t do that, Hyvin,” Gohl snarled.

“I just did it.” Hyvin Berrr turned to the men in uniform. “Take them all before a judge, the Collis for selling women and the Zorn present for illegal trading.”

All hell broke loose a heartbeat later as Gohl spun and ran for the back of the room to flee. The aliens not in the leather outfits tried to fight their way past the uniformed ones. The two shipmates of Gohl were the only men in the room who didn’t resist as they put their hands behind their heads, locking them there, and dropped to their knees in submission. Fights broke out and all of a sudden the giant called Hyvin Berrr was storming right for Shanna. She stared up at him as he drew closer, stopping just out of reach of her chained, standing form, a frown firmly in place on his face.

“You are safe. I give you my vow that no harm shall come to you, human. I am—”

“Look out behind you,” Shanna yelled, seeing Gohl rush from the back where he’d tried to escape. He’d yanked a knife out from a pocket in his pants, gripping it, as he ran right at the bright blue-eyed alien with his back to him.

Hyvin Berrr spun just in time to avoid Gohl’s knife. A vicious snarl filled the room over the other fighting sounds. For a big guy, the leather-clad alien could move fast. He sidestepped the blade Gohl tried to embed into his chest. Hyvin Berrr’s hand moved quickly as he threw a hard punch. His fist slammed into Gohl’s throat, sending him flying backward to hit the floor sprawled on his back a good six feet away.

Shanna heard a horrible sound coming from the fallen alien. As Gohl grabbed for his throat his body started to buck and convulse. Two uniformed males walked slowly to stand over him, staring down and frowning as they watched silently. One of them turned his head, his bright green eyes almost glowed while staring calmly at the alien who had put Gohl on the floor.

“You crushed his throat, Hyvin Berrr. Shall I end it? He suffers.”

Hyvin Berrr shook his head, turning his back on the dying man. “Let him suffer for having no honor.” Bright blue eyes locked on Shanna. He moved in her sightline of Gohl who was full on rolling now on the floor, his legs kicking, as he struggled to get air that would never come. “He sealed his fate when he came to our planet with slaves.”

Shock rolled through Shanna. Gohl was dying on the floor but no one was helping him, realizing they were just going to watch him die. The big alien standing in front of her had crushed his throat and was now watching her. Her attention rooted on him. Will he crush my throat next?

He took a slow step forward before he hesitated. He blinked a few times, silently watching her, making her notice his long, black eyelashes. His hands slowly inched for his waist. In shock Shanna watched the alien open his shirt, jerking it open to reveal a massively muscled chest. She saw the ridged lines of each muscle waving from his ribs down to the waist of his pants. His arms were super buff, making his biceps appear just huge when he pulled the material off his arms. He looked as if he were a bodybuilder on steroids without the ugly vein lines most of them got. He held his shirt in one hand, his stunningly bright look fixed on her.

“You are safe.” He draped the shirt over his shoulder and to her shock lowered to his knees before her and moved on them closer to her. “I will free you and you may wear my shirt. I will take you somewhere safe where you will not be sold into slavery.”

Shanna held really still as the guy hesitantly reached for one of her manacled wrists, deciding she wouldn’t fight him. He wasn’t Gohl, he claimed to want to free her and she was all for that. Her gaze flashed over his massive chest and muscled arms again, swallowing, and she realized she wouldn’t stand a chance of fighting this guy off if he wanted to hurt her. He was much bigger than Gohl and his two goons had been.

Large, hot hands brushed against her skin as he gripped the metal gently, examining it, and then he pulled it apart. A sharp snap sounded and Shanna realized he’d just broken it with his fingers instead of trying to unlock it. The guy is strong. He dropped the destroyed manacle on the floor, freeing her wrist.

Shanna tore her gaze from his face to stare down at her now-free arm. Her wrist was red and bled from where she’d fought, causing the metal to scratch her along the side by her thumb. It ached but it wasn’t really that painful. When the large alien gripped her other wrist she jumped, too focused on her freed wrist to notice what he was about to do.

He froze, his head lifted, and those incredible eyes of his stared into her wide ones. “Easy. I will not harm you, little human woman. I vow you are safe with me.”

He had a really deep voice but his tone was soft, almost soothing. Giving a nod, she didn’t move as he proceeded to snap open the other restraint. He dropped the broken metal and then slowly rose to his feet. Shanna stared up at him when he took a step back from her.

The alien guy had to be six and a half feet tall. Shanna was five-foot-five and the guy towered above her by just over a foot. She didn’t even come to his shoulder. Swallowing hard, she stared up at him in shock and a little fear. He was huge, muscular, and probably the biggest male she’d ever been in the presence of. They stared at each other.

“Hyvin Berrr?” A male interrupted. “We have them all.”

A frown twisted the male’s lips. Hyvin Berrr reached for the shirt draped over his shoulder and slowly held it toward Shanna. He turned away and released his hold when her fingers wrapped around the still-warm material. Staring at a broad tan back, she yanked his shirt around her body.

She knew she looked dwarfed in it as she shoved her hands in the armholes and wrapped the material around her torso to cover up her bra and panties. Her hands were lost in the long arms and the shirt fell almost to her knees, covering her the way a really baggy dress would. She inhaled his masculine scent coming from the shirt, a wonderful combination of something musky and woodsy. It was a great smell, she admitted while she stood perfectly still to stare at the broad back of the shirt owner.

“Hyvin Berrr,” the male repeated. “I am not bound and would request to offer for her. I would be a good provider and protector. I know what needs to be done to keep a human female and I am willing to do what it takes to have her.”

“No,” another alien growled suddenly as he moved forward. “I have been in service longer. If the woman is free I want to bound her.”

Another one of the uniformed aliens stalked from the left. “I have been in service the longest. I want her if she isn’t claimed.”

Growls sounded in the room. In shock Shanna glanced around her, noticing that every male in uniform stared at her, some of them moving closer, their bright or dark gazes—depending on the alien—raked over her body, their sexual interest in her very apparent.

“Hyvin.” An alien in the far corner of the room moved forward as he shoved a few other males out of his way. “I wish to claim the human as well to bound with.”

“Enough,” Hyvin Berrr growled.

“She’s unclaimed and needs to be bound,” one of the men growled back. “It will be fair if we fight for her. We are all worthy of the responsibility of a bound. I urge a challenge, winner takes her.”

“Agreed,” more than one male voice growled.

Fear hit Shanna. They are going to fight for me? Is this a joke? Her gaze darted around the room at the alien males again. None of them were smiling so it sank in that they were totally ready to come to blows for real to win her.

“Please, no,” she said softly.

The guy in front of her had said she was safe with him. Without thinking, she moved closer to his big backside, almost bumping into him when more of the alien males crowded closer. She lifted her arm and pressed her palm to his lower back. Immediately his hotter body temperature surprised her as they touched skin to skin.

Hyvin Berrr’s head whipped around to stare down at her over his shoulder. He inhaled, his nostrils flared and a soft growl came from his throat. He looked forward to glare at the men around him.

“Back away from the human. Inhale her fear. She is from another planet and was not willingly brought to Zorn to find a bound. I will sort this out and then make my decision over what her future holds.”

Shanna realized quickly that statement wasn’t going over well with all the males in uniform. Unhappy growls and snarls sounded around the room and while some backed off, not all of them did. At least twelve males started to remove their shirts. Heart pounding, Shanna moved even closer to the man in front of her. He was the biggest alien in the room and as she inched forward until she was almost pressed against him, she hoped he’d be able to keep control of his guys. He was obviously in charge since he had the power to issue instant laws just as he’d done with Gohl over human slavery.

“I said,” Hyvin Berrr snarled, “there will be no challenging. She is not a willing female ready to bound to one of you. Disperse immediately.”

Peeking around the broad back she hid behind, Shanna saw the ones in shirts take a stand against the ones without them. There was a split among the aliens on who was listening to the big guy in front of her. Some pushing started between the shirtless and the fully uniformed men that escalated quickly into a brawl.

“Mine,” a shirtless alien with black eyes snarled as he tried to step around Hyvin Berrr.

Hyvin Berrr moved fast and threw a punch that sent the male flying backward into other fighting men. Shanna could only gasp as her protector spun around in the blink of an eye to wrap a large arm around her waist, hoisting her off her feet in an instant, and slammed her smaller body against his chest when he started to run with her. Snarls, growls and loud sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled her ears.

Shanna didn’t fight when she was smashed against a broad, bare, hot chest as the man who held her moved fast, charging toward the back of the building. He paused, coming to a jerking halt. He shifted his hold on her to lift one of his legs and smashed his heel into a closed door. It crashed open loudly. Cool, fresh air hit her as the alien carried her outside.

He walked quickly down an alleyway with two large buildings on either side of them. A look upward revealed the alien sky to be a pale red with darker red clouds, similar to a beautiful Earth sunset. She tore her gaze from the sight to stare at the face inches from her own. He watched where he walked, not looking at her, leaving her able to study his features closely.

He was a handsome guy for an alien. He had a lot of human-like features except his cheek bones were more pronounced and his nose wider and flatter than a human man’s would be. Full lips hid sharp teeth, she knew, even though his lips were pressed firmly together in a grimace. He turned a corner and came to a stop, twisting his head to look behind them. He took a deep breath, his chest crushed against her own where he held her tightly against him, and his arm around her waist locked her in place still. Slowly his head turned back and his amazingly bright blue gaze met hers.

“You are safe now. They do not follow.”

She was speechless as she just stared into his eyes. They were the brightest color she’d ever seen that weren’t fake contacts. Working in a bar, she’d seen a hell of a lot of those in her ten years as a bartender, especially at Halloween or on Goth nights when some of the freakier clientele would dress up as vampires or werewolves. She instantly knew he wasn’t wearing contacts or makeup and that everything she was seeing was a hundred percent real. He was really an alien from another planet.

He stiffened, his body going rigid against hers when he broke their locked gazes to look over his shoulder again. A deep, scary growl made his chest vibrate against her smashed breasts as he spun around, putting her body firmly against the wall behind them, nearly crushing her between it and him. When she saw movement over his shoulder, her attention flew there, seeing three uniformed alien males rushing toward them.

“We are here to assist you, Hyvin Berrr. The males are still fighting and will not listen to reason. I have called for transport to take you and the female away.”

Another growl sounded from Hyvin Berrr. He looked seriously pissed as he jerked his head in acknowledgement. “Go try to break it up and remind them that the winner doesn’t get the human. I’d dislike having to kill one of them if they won’t listen.”

The three men instantly followed his orders and walked out of sight the way they had come. Slowly, the man who gripped Shanna turned his head, putting their faces inches apart since he held her high against his body, her feet dangling a good foot from the alley floor. Their gazes locked again.

“I am in total control so do not feel fear. You need to calm yourself.”

Shanna arched her eyebrows. “You’re in control? Is that what you call having to run away from your own men? They are yours, right? You’re in charge of the uniformed guys?”

He frowned, his body shifted against her own firmly pinned tight to the wall and his large frame, and Shanna’s eyes widened. She could feel him all down the front of her body since if she got any closer she’d be a part of him. With them pressed hip to hip she couldn’t miss the feel of a definite large, hard object pressed against the vee of her thighs. The guy had a massive hard-on or he carried a weapon in the front of his pants. She guessed it wasn’t a nightstick.

“Your scent of fear is very arousing,” his deep timbered voice was deceptively soft for such a rumbling tone. “Now that you are no longer there to tease them with your scent they will calm after they fight. I was referring to my own body I am in control of.”

Shanna couldn’t help it. She moved her legs, rubbing against the hard press of the guy firmly tucked against her thighs. “You call that control?”

Blue eyes narrowed. “If I wasn’t, I’d be inside you right now.” His gaze was searching as he stared into her eyes. “I never realized why human women were so appealing until now. Your scent is driving me to my limit of control.” A soft growl came from him, making his chest vibrate against hers once more. His free hand suddenly reached up to cup her cheek, pushing her blonde hair back to reveal the side of her face and neck. His fingers held her hair away. “Your skin looks so soft that I am curious what it would be like to touch where I wish. Don’t be alarmed. I will stay in control and not mount you.”

Heart pounding, Shanna just stared at him and swallowed hard. She had to admit he was attractive and with his hot, bared chest revealing a fine masculine body she could even admit she was sexually drawn to him. The fact that he was turned-on, pressed tight against her thighs, also made her realize he was big all over.

He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, and then lowered his face, turning it enough to allow his nose to brush her neck. He took another deep breath as his nose softly teased the skin from her shoulder up to just under her ear. He growled again and adjusted his hips. He pressed that unmistakable bulge tighter against her thighs and pushed himself right into the space there under her pelvic bone. He wiggled a little tighter, moving his hips, and rubbed that firm bulge right against her clit.

The sensation had shock tearing through Shanna. She tried to grab at his shoulders but her hands were trapped in the material of the sleeves of his shirt so while she was able to grip him, it wasn’t skin to skin. His shoulders were so broad her hands barely curved around the thickness of them. He suddenly licked her right under her ear and Shanna gasped at the gesture. His hot, wet tongue was a little raspy in texture. He opened his mouth, kissing her there, letting sharp teeth gently scrape her throat to give her the most erotic sensation she’d ever experienced. Goosebumps instantly sprang up across her skin as his teeth, lips and tongue explored her throat.

He growled deeper, shifting his hips again, definitely rubbing against her clit as he rolled his hips enough to make Shanna bite back a moan at the pleasurable sensations of him rubbing against her nub and his mouth working on her throat. It had to be adrenaline but she suddenly was really turned-on. She gripped him tighter and her breathing quickened as he continued his slow hip-rolling movement that was definitely making her aware of him as a sexual male being who was playing hell with her libido. If he kept doing it she knew she was going to come.

Sound penetrated her mind a second before the guy pinning her jerked his talented mouth from her neck. He snarled, nearly dropped her in his haste to get free, and put her on her feet before he released her completely. Shanna found herself still pinned between the big alien guy and the wall but now he wasn’t holding her up and she faced his broad golden back. Her knees were shaky and she was shocked at the sexual encounter they’d just shared.

“I claim her,” a man panted. “I won the challenge, Hyvin Berrr. Please hand over my woman.”

A terrifying snarl erupted from Hyvin Berrr. “She’s not your woman. I did not agree to a challenge and therefore there is no winner.”

The other male snarled back in response. “Mine.”

The man in front of Shanna snarled deeper, louder, his entire huge body going taut, muscles seeming to swell up as Shanna stared up at his backside.

“Mine,” Hyvin Berrr practically roared.

Shock hit the other alien’s features as he took a step backward but then the shock turned into a frown quickly, his lips curving downward. He shook his black head, his dark eyes narrowing.

“You can’t claim her, Hyvin Berrr. You are already bound.”

The man in front of Shanna seemed to stop breathing as his chest froze all movement and then his shoulders sagged. He took a deep breath, sighing loudly. “Take her,” he said softly. “You must bound to her and if you treat her bad I will kill you.” He moved suddenly away from her.

Shocked, Shanna watched the new bare-chested alien approach her. “Mine,” he softly rasped, reaching for her.

“Don’t touch me!” Shanna moved on unsteady feet toward Hyvin Berrr.

The male frowned. “I won’t harm you. I am going to take you home with me where I will care for you, protect you and make sure you are always happy.”

Her confused gaze flew to Hyvin Berrr, only to find his incredible blue eyes locked on her. She was shocked to see sadness looking back at her, and being a bartender had made her almost an expert on reading expressions and eye language. The fierce alien man she stared at looked depressed and defeated for some reason.

“I don’t want to go with him.” Her voice shook slightly.

Beautiful bright blue eyes blinked. “I’m sorry but you are now a citizen of Zorn who can never be returned to Earth. We’re a warrior race with very aggressive, dominating males and all women need a man’s protection to survive here. Oval is a good, honorable warrior who will lay down his life for you, little human. I saved you from slavery and abuse but I can’t save you from needing a warrior to protect you. This is for the best.”

Shanna saw movement out of the corner of her eye, realizing the other alien was inching toward her again. She resisted tearing her gaze from the big alien whose shirt she still wore, the male who had been kissing her neck less than a minute before, and let his words sink in.

Shanna Williams had grown up rough with two alcoholic parents, bouncing from foster homes in her teens after the courts had deemed she was better off in the system than at home. She hadn’t been but no one had asked her what she thought. As an adult she had sworn that no one would tell her where to live, with whom, ever again.

A hand gripped her arm, wrapping gently around her shirt-covered forearm. It jerked Shanna’s gaze from Hyvin Berrr to narrow dangerously on the big guy in front of her. He wasn’t round as the name Oval implied but his name probably meant something else entirely on this red-sky alien planet. She glared into a pair of seriously dark brown eyes that almost bordered on being pure black.

“Get your hand off me right now, asshole.”

He frowned, a soft growl issuing from his throat. “You insult me?”

“If you don’t get your hand off me I’ll do more than insult you.” Her gaze flew back to beautiful blue eyes. “So you’re saying I have to be with a man on your planet to be safe?”

Hyvin Berrr gave a firm nod of his head. “You must be protected.”

“I want to bound with you,” Oval informed her.

She glanced at Oval, watching lust burn in his dark gaze that raked up and down her body. She shook her head and jerked out of his grasp. She walked toward Hyvin Berrr. He’d said she was safe with him and she believed him so far.

“Then you take me home with you. You can protect me.”

Shock hit Hyvin Berrr’s masculine features. “I’m already bound.”

Shanna translated that bounding meant marriage and that he already had a woman he had sex with. Her gaze flew down his huge body. He’d probably kill her if he tried to take her to bed anyway. He was just so massive that the math wouldn’t add up between them. She nodded, her gaze rising to lock with his.

“Perfect. You won’t bound me but you can take me under your protection, right? Let’s go, Mr. Hyvin Berrr. I’m going home with you.”