Claimed by the Alien Warlord

She broke my window. Now I’m going to break her.

I came to Earth to complete a mission—not to get distracted by a foul-mouthed human with nothing but debt, attitude, and a body made to be conquered.
But the moment Reily Dawson defied me, something ancient woke up inside me.
She doesn’t know I’m not human. Doesn’t know what I look like without the disguise.

Doesn’t know I’ve already decided she’s mine.

Now she’s in my home. Wearing what I command. Working under my eye.

She thinks this is punishment.

No.
This is courtship.

And when I’m done?

She’ll be begging to carry the heir of a monster.

Read on for alien alphas, forced proximity, one bed, heat that melts panties and starships, and a heroine who doesn’t submit easy—but breaks hard. This possessive alien doesn’t just fall in love. He claims. HEA guaranteed.