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In the near future, the Krinar rule the Earth. An advanced race from another galaxy, they are still a mystery to us—and we are completely at their mercy.

Shy and innocent, Mia Stalis is a college student in New York City who has led a very normal life.

Like most people, she's never had any interactions with the invaders—until one fateful day in the park changes everything.

Having caught Korum's eye, she must now contend with a powerful, dangerously seductive Krinar who wants to possess her and will stop at nothing to make her his own.

How far would you go to regain your freedom? How much would you sacrifice to help your people? What choice will you make when you begin to fall for your enemy?

The ride to her apartment was oddly uneventful, taking only a few minutes in the absence of traffic.

He again held her hand, gently rubbing her palm in a soothing manner.

Despite her initial nervousness, Mia closed her eyes, leaned back against the comfortable seat, and was just starting to drift off when they arrived at their destination.

He walked her up the five flights of stairs to her apartment, holding her arm as an apparent precaution against any alcohol-induced unsteadiness.

She felt tired and sleepy, wanting nothing more than to collapse into her bed at home.

At one point, she managed to stumble and nearly fall anyway, missing a step with her high-heeled shoe.

Korum sighed and lifted her into his arms, carrying her up the remaining two flights despite her mumbled protestations.

Upon reaching her apartment, he carefully set her back on her feet, briefly keeping her pressed against his hard body before letting her pull away.

His hands remained on her waist, holding her at a short distance.

Mia stared at him, mesmerized. Her breathing picked up, and warm moisture pooled between her legs as she realized what the large bulge she’d felt in his jeans meant.

His breathing was a little fast too, and she doubted that it had anything to do with carrying a hundred-pound human girl up two flights of stairs.

He leaned toward her, eyes nearly yellow at this point, and Mia froze as he cupped the back of her head and pressed his lips to hers.

He kissed her leisurely, his tongue exploring her mouth with exquisite gentleness, even as he held her against him in an unbreakable grip.

Mia moaned, a wave of heat surging through her body and leaving an oddly pleasurable sense of lethargy in its wake.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, a warning bell was going off, but all she could concentrate on was his mouth and the sensations spreading throughout her body.

He brought her closer, pressing his groin against her belly, and she felt his hardness again, her sex clenching in response.

He lightly sucked on her lower lip, pulling it into his mouth, and his hand slid down her back to cup her buttocks, lifting her off the ground so he could grind his erection directly against her clitoris through their layers of clothing.

The pressure building inside her was different and stronger than anything she’d ever experienced, and Mia groaned with frustration, wanting more.

Her hands somehow found their way to his shoulders, kneading the heavy muscles through his shirt, and it was not enough.

She wanted, needed the feel of his naked skin against her own, the slide of his heavy cock into her sex, quenching the empty pulsing sensation she felt there.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding against him, and the sensations built to a fever pitch.

She hovered on the edge for a few delicious seconds, and then went over, climaxing with a muffled scream against his lips.

He groaned as well, his other hand reaching under her skirt and tearing at her tights as he let go of her mouth to press burning kisses on her neck and collarbone.

“Mia? Is that you?” A familiar voice reached through her daze, and Mia realized with mortification that Jessie had opened the apartment door and was staring at them in shock. “Are you okay? Do you want me to call the police?” Her roommate clearly wasn’t sure how to interpret what she was seeing.

Still wrapped around Korum, Mia felt a shudder go through his body as he visibly fought to regain control.

Suddenly fearing for Jessie, Mia barked at her, “Yes, I’m fine!

Go back inside and leave us alone!” A hurt look appeared on her roommate’s face, and she vanished inside the apartment, slamming the door behind her.

Mia pushed at Korum, trying to put some distance between them.

“Please let me go,” she said quietly, wanting nothing more than to curl up into a little ball in her room and cry.

He hesitated for a second, and then lowered her to her feet, still keeping her pressed against his body.

His golden skin appeared flushed from within, and his eyes still had a strong yellow undertone.

The bulge against her stomach showed no signs of abating, and Mia shivered, realizing that he was holding onto his self-control by a hair.

“Please,” she repeated, knowing that there was nothing she could do to make him release her until he was ready.

“You want me to let you go? After all that?” His voice was harsh and guttural, and the arms locked around her back tightened until she could barely breathe.

Mia nodded, trembling, the white-hot desire she’d felt earlier giving way to a confusing jumble of fear and acute embarrassment. He looked at her, his expression dark and unreadable, and then very deliberately removed his arms from around her waist and stepped away.

“All right,” he said softly. “Have it your way. Go to your little room, and tell your roommate all about it. Have yourself a good cry about what a little slut you are, coming like that from a kiss right out in the hallway.” His eyes glittered at the stricken expression on her face.

“And then you better get used to the idea that you’ll come a lot more, from everything I do to you—and I will literally do everything. ”

With that promise, he turned away and walked toward the stairs. Pausing before entering the stairwell, he looked back and said, “I will pick you up after class tomorrow. No more games, Mia.”