He was sent to kill me. He took me as his mate instead.
The Federation wants me dead, so they sent a mercenary to hunt me down. But he didn't kill me. When I fought him, he bared me and bound me. Then he took everything he wanted from me, and with one brutally intense climax after another he showed me how easily I could be mastered.
But the Federation does not forget and they do not forgive. Sparing my life cost him his freedom, and we are both their prisoners now. To protect me he must punish me harshly and claim me publicly, but as my naked, quivering body is used in the most shameful ways imaginable, I fear that my screams of pleasure will be even louder and more desperate than my pleas for mercy.
These walls will not hold us long, but in my heart I know I will always be his prisoner...