Harem: A Standalone Dark Alien Romance by Loki Renard

Author:Loki Renard [Renard, Loki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-28T18:30:00+00:00

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Now I know the truth. Cruel politics, mass loss of life, and a powerful man with a broken heart who wants to fuck without emotional attachment. It’s a story as old as the rise of civilizations itself.

We are using each other, he and I. To him, I am someone to safely fuck without reminding him of his elegant and beautiful Dinavri wives. I am a soft human vessel for lust and he does not have to worry about fearing my loss, because he does not have to feel anything at all.

To me, he is a sperm factory. He will give me what I want, a baby, and then I will be gone.

So the two of us settle into an uneasy truce for a matter of weeks. The time for my bleeding comes and goes without it happening, but I know that there are no guarantees. I might skip one period and then start again. I need to miss at least three cycles to feel safely impregnated. That is my plan. I have been his captive for three weeks now. I will stay for a total of twelve. It is cold, and it is calculated, but these are the mathematics of the life I find myself living.

Sithren comes to me of an evening of the twenty third day of my captivity.

“I want you to put this dress on and come have dinner.”

“Why? Want to show me off to some official?”

“Tethys has been asking for us to have a meal together.”

I am surprised by that. “Last time I saw her, she was screaming her loathing at me.”

“She does that. It means very little. She has her mother’s temper.”

“I don’t think we should play happy families, Sithren. It might give her the wrong idea. I don’t want her getting attached…”

“Why? Because you think you are going to be allowed to escape?”

“Because I’m not her mom.”

His expression softens slightly. “Perhaps, one day, you might want to be.”

No. God no. Hell. No. I am an abducted victim of this Dinavri lord. I did not come to play stepmom to his daughter in the wake of a tragic mass poisoning. I cannot believe he is thinking such a thing. Our relationship is adversarial at its core. There is no way whatsoever we will ever be anything more than captor and captive. I won’t allow it.

“How may I tempt you to dinner?” He cocks his head. “Another dose of seed perhaps, you insatiable little fuck toy? Will you play nice if I sate you with sperm?”

The worst thing about that teasing taunt is that it is accurately aimed at the core of what I want. I have found a sort of redemption in sex with Sithren. When he is inside me, I am not myself. I am his. And that is a reprieve not just from my captivity — if anything it is a deepening of my captivity. But more than that, it is an escape from my thoughts. I do tire of my thoughts.

Sithren takes hold of me and tosses me down on the bed.

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