My Hot Alien Wife Dominates Me in Bed

By Ghost Dream

So, funny story—join an interstellar exchange program, they said. It’ll be educational, they said. You might get a cool alien roommate, they said.

What I got was a seven-foot-tall lavender bombshell with muscles for days, a tail with opinions, and a mating ritual that starts with a kiss and ends somewhere between “sweet mercy” and “I blacked out and saw the universe.”

Add in a sarcastic AI that monitors my vitals like I’m a lab rat, a lioness doctor who flirts like it’s an Olympic sport, and a bonding process that includes teeth, growling, and some very creative uses of gravity—yeah, I’m really thriving out here. All I have to do is survive the honeymoon without dying from pleasure or embarrassment. Or both.

Wish me luck.

WARNING!! This book contains graphic alien sex, a slow-burn that throws itself into harem territory without warning, and more over-the-top snark than should be legally allowed in any quadrant of space. You’ve been warned.