Sold to the Alien Gladiators_A Dark Reverse Harem Romance by Corin Cain

Author:Corin Cain [Cain, Corin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-22T04:00:00+00:00

17

Karan

The sand of the training arena stretches around me. It reminds me of the gladiator arena on Bugra, and I can vividly remember the fear and anger I felt as I fought first a Scorp barehanded, and then battled and defeated the Scorp-Queen alongside my blood-brothers.

Ten Aurelian youth stand around me. They’re each only six-foot-tall, still developing – barely a century old. They’re babies, and as I stand before them, wearing my tunic over my wounds, they look up at me with wonder – as if I’m a god.

I feel like a god after what I did to Jasmine, just yesterday. I’ve always enjoyed the thought of dominating a willing human woman, but our bond with her has made everything more intense. When I could feel that she ached to be punished, if only for my pleasure in inflicting such cruelty, it drove me wild with desire.

I force the thoughts of my mate out of my mind, but that’s growing harder to do each time we fuck. More and more she fills my mind, and I’m obsessed with the thought of seeding Jasmine again. It’s a biological need that is turning me into a primal beast. Food is losing its taste. The very act of breathing seems like a tedious necessity. All I really want to do is lap at her pussy, make her scream out my name. Roses and exotic flowers no longer smell sweet. All I crave is the scent of Jasmine’s arousal.

I shudder deeply, and look out at the young men relying on me.

“You’ve learned to battle with Orb-Blades since you could barely walk,” I announce to my students. “I have since learned the hard way that it is not enough. Through treachery and subterfuge, I was enslaved and forced into the arena. My triad and I faced a Scorp with nothing but our bare hands.”

Barely-contained fear mixes with the wonder in the eyes of my apprentices. An Aurelian in full armor, wielding an Orb-Blade, is still hard-pressed to defeat a Scorp. Without those tools? Surely, it’s impossible.

Baldur, Raegan and I had proven that it wasn’t.

“It took my wits and agility to avoid the stinger,” I lecture my students. “One strike with that means a painful death.”

A painful death for everyone except General Asmod. Rumors even abound that he gained superhuman strength and agility once he’d recovered from the venom.

I flex my arms. Every time I fuck Jasmine, I grow more powerful. It’s like I’m finally alive. General Asmod may believe our bond with her makes our minds weaker, but I know that the opposite it true. Soon, in fact, I’ll possess the strength to even have a fair chance of defeating that legend of a killer in single combat, should he ever call me out in public and impugn my honor.

I grin at the teenagers, and they take a step back, worry in their eyes. For the deadliest warriors, a smile is more threatening than a growl.

“You’ve fought many mock battles before. Nothing wrong with a few bruises and broken bones that the healers can fix up, right? Pain can be a great educator.

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