Harvest: A Dark Sci-Fi Reverse Harem Romance

by Piper Stone

  I still felt guilty for not releasing even one of the other girls, but there hadn’t been time. Once freed, I’d raced away into the night. I’d paid attention to the small nuances of the forest, counting the footsteps. The skill taught to me by my father had allowed me to remain alive, finding my way back home.

  My parents had never asked a question about my absence, perhaps because I’d brought home the prized food that I’d left to gather in the first place. Within days, I’d almost forgotten the wretched experience, including the Demon’s face.

  Only the brand remained the single reminder.

  The nightmare had been an awakening. I couldn’t run from the past. I dared steal a glance out the window at the glistening stars. I was going to a new home. A fresh start. I wanted to break down into sobs, but I also had an almost delicious sense of excitement. Maybe everything would be all right. I could hear Kodroth and Degan talking and was able to catch at least a few sentences.

  “What is it?” Kodroth asked.

  “Nothing. It’s nothing,” Degan answered.

  “I don’t believe you. I saw your face in the hallway. There’s something you haven’t told us.”

  Now Kodroth’s tone seemed accusatory.

  Degan scoffed. “It’s nothing. Just a memory.”

  “If you know something—”

  “Leave it!” Degan cut him off, hissing. “I’m sorry. I doubt it’s anything. I’m just exhausted. Let’s enjoy a few minutes at least.”

  Kodroth exhaled and I was able to hear a few words said in their language. What was wrong and what was Kodroth getting at?

  “Little human. Come to us,” Kodroth demanded.

  I adored the sound of his voice, my pussy quivering every time he spoke. Where Voltar always had an almost angry growl in his tone, Kodroth’s was velvety smooth, reeking of passion. Degan was something else altogether. I always felt so dirty around him, as if his filth covering me was penance for being such a wicked human. At this moment, I needed to let go, forgetting all the fears of where I’d come from or what I was about to face. There wasn’t a portion of my body that wasn’t on fire, tingling from the earlier session.

  Yes, I should be ashamed.

  But I was euphoric instead.

  Yes, I should fight them.

  But I no longer wanted to.

  I didn’t care what they did to me. I wanted it. I craved their mouths and wet tongues sliding all over my body. I longed to have their cocks filling every hole. I wanted to suck them dry then make them hard again.

  I was a slutty little human.

  Resisting a giggle at the thought, I did as I was told, taking small steps in his direction. Kodroth wore his emotions on his sleeve and right now, he wanted nothing more than to devour me. Even his cock seemed larger than normal, stretching hard against the tight confines of his pants. I wanted to taste him, sucking every drop of cum from his cock. I wanted it splashed all over me, covering my naked body.

  My reaction was ridiculous. Stupid.

  But I didn’t care.

  Their hands roamed my naked body, rubbing up and down in a ferocious manner. I was in a moment of bliss, concentrating on the roughness of their callused fingers dancing across my skin. Every cell was alive, invigorated by their brutal exploration. Their snarls of pleasure floated around me, permeating my ears.

  I heard Degan’s almost anguished sound as he rubbed his index finger across the brand, jerking back as if the very spot set him on fire.

  “What is it, brother?” Kodroth asked.

  “Nothing that can’t wait.” Degan’s answer was stilted, but he resumed his task, dropping to his knees.

  I felt the pressure of his mouth on my pussy, his tongue lapping my cream. Taking several gulping breaths, I found it difficult to remain standing, the pleasure was so intense.

  Kodroth had both his hands cradling my breasts and he bit down on my neck. The pain was so different, as if this mark was meant to be. I whimpered in his hold as he pinched my nipples, twisting and pulling. I was their fuck toy and I wanted to squeal with glee.

  Degan kept my pussy lips apart, licking up and down in a languishing fashion.

  Panting, I fumbled to grab onto his shoulder as I placed the back of my head on Kodroth’s chest. The heat of his breath skipped along my cheek and I thought I would climax right then. I held back somehow, clenching my pussy as tightly as I could.

  Then Degan’s fingers probed me along with his tongue, driving inside in fervent motions. I was writhing, wiggling my ass against Kodroth’s groin. I knew the friction was driving him crazy.

  “Wild today,” Kodroth huffed. He licked around my ear then stuck the tip inside, chuckling under his breath.

  And still, Degan continued his feast, nipping my clit until I finally screamed. He pounded my pussy, three fingers becoming four. They were flexed open, driving to the very core of my being.

  I lost it, orgasming so strongly that I was driven up onto my toes. My ragged moan filled the air around us. I’d disobeyed them. On purpose? I wasn’t entirely certain.

  They reacted swiftly to my wretched behavior. Soon, I was lifted and placed onto a wide and very hard table. Kodroth stood at my waist, peering down at me with a disgruntled look.

  “I think our pet needs another lesson in how to obey the rules,” Kodroth muttered.

  “Yes, she does.”

  As Degan moved away, Kodroth lifted my legs toward the ceiling. He spread me as wide as his arms would allow, his grip firm. I wasn’t going anywhere. I was able to see Degan as he retrieved the dreaded cane. Had they brought it with them or did they already have a bag full of implements to use?

  I was torn between longing for the pain and fearing the anguish. I knew I’d be marked, but that’s what they wanted, their human disciplined for the others to see.

  “Arms over your head and keep them there,” Degan instructed.

  Heat washed through every cell and muscle as I lifted my arms, managing to clamp my fingers around the edge of the table. I was panting by the time the punishment began.

  Hard strikes were issued across my buttocks, one coming right after the other. I whimpered softly, trying to catch my breath. The pain was dull at first, almost surreal but as the stinging sensations turned into a total burn, I bucked. “Fuck!”

  “When are you going to learn?” Degan asked.

  I had no decent answer. Hell, I didn’t even know what I was thinking any longer.

  “She’ll learn,” Kodroth said in an assuring manner.

  The slight whooshing sound as it crested through the air drew my attention to the way Degan’s wrist snapped. I watched as if in slow motion as the implement came down, striking my upper thighs. Holy fuck, it hurt. I could no longer hold back wailing sounds as the spanking continued.

  Degan was fastidious in his discipline, making certain he covered every inch of my blistered ass. I would remember this particular round of discipline for some time.

  I heard Degan taking several deep breaths, knew that he was caressing my skin. The pain had made my pussy even wetter, juice trickling between my legs and no doubt onto the table. As the cane was smacked against my pussy, I yelped and this time, jerked up. “Ouch!”

  Kodroth pushed me down, shaking his head in disapproval. “Be mindful and stay in position or this will be much worse. You came without approval.”

  Even though his words were stern, I could see the glint in his eye. He was enjoying the hell out of this. I wanted to be furious, smack him across the face, but the other part of me wanted to beg him to fuck me.

  The cane smacked against my pussy again and again. Then the wonderful feel of Degan’s wet mouth, soothing and caressing. I knew what he was doing. Teaching me a lesson.

  A chuckle sliding from Degan’s mouth, he eased back and issued four hard strikes on my bottom, two on my pussy. I stretched upward, trying to push my pussy toward his already open mouth.

  “Greedy little human. You want to come, don’t you?” Degan snorted.

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sp; “Yes. Please, sir. Please!”

  “Beg,” Kodroth said with a smile on his face.

  I wanted so very much to lash out, call them all kinds of names, but I craved being fucked more. “Please, let me come. I’ll be a very good girl. I promise. I’ll suck you both twice a day.”

  “Creative. I’ll have to give her credit.” Degan tilted his head, looking down at me with the most soulful eyes.

  “Please!”

  He tapped the cane against my pussy twice more before wrapping his lips around my clit. As he pulled my tender flesh between his teeth, my entire body was shaking like a leaf. There would be no holding back.

  “That’s it. Wait.” Kodroth held up his finger. “Wait.”

  He was killing me. Degan’s mouth and tongue were driving me to the point of utter madness.

  “Wait. One more... Now! Come!” Kodroth instructed.

  I didn’t have to hear him twice. I came in such a blinding fury that I slapped my hands on the edge of the table. I know the scream had to permeate into the halls and I didn’t care. Let them hear how my masters allowed me to come.

  Only when I was good.

  I lolled my head as the thought gave me a smile.

  “No rest for the wicked,” Kodroth stated. “Begin again.”

  “Gladly.” As Degan swatted my pussy twice more, Kodroth pinched my nipples. The combination of pain was almost too much to take.

  Another round of a wet and sticky mouth licking my cream. I knew I was mumbling, maybe begging, maybe not. I was no longer certain.

  “I need...” Was I actually talking?

  “What do you need?” Kodroth asked.

  “Please...” The single word was all I could manage.

  “Hmmm...” Kodroth leaned over, licking around one nipple then the other. “Orgasms are for very good humans. I think you’re learning. Come!”

  The explosiveness of the orgasm was drawn out in a long and wild wave, leaving me wet all over and exhausted. I took several shallow breaths, trying to realize even where I was.

  “I think she deserves one more round,” Kodroth instructed.

  “I agree,” Degan said, laughing.

  And they repeated the move, driving me toward the very edge of my sanity then pulling back until I was a spent little girl and nothing more. “Please...”

  “I think you’ve learned your lesson.” Kodroth brushed his lips across mine, his tongue darting out. This time, he whispered his instructions. “Come.”

  The eruption left me with no voice and difficulty even breathing. I was in a complete la-la land, trying to remember how to even think clearly.

  They only allowed me a few seconds before my hips were dragged to the edge of the table, my legs still straight in the air. I felt the pressure of a bulbous tip pushing at the entrance to my pussy. I gazed at him with hazy eyes. Kodroth. He was completely naked, allowing me to see his gorgeous body as he thrust deep inside.

  I was rocked in a brutal manner as he drove in powerful motions. Every muscle in his body seemed to be strained, a grimace covering his handsome face. I tried to concentrate but homed in on the hard pounding sound of skin against skin. My breasts jiggled up and down given the brute force and still, I held onto the edge of the table.

  Just like I was required.

  “So tight.” Kodroth’s ragged breathing was animalistic.

  I felt his tendril sliding out of his cock, the tickling sensations creating prickling along my legs. He’d never filled me with his rounded, bulbous tip and I could only hope that was going to happen today.

  He didn’t disappoint me, thrusting harder and faster as his face pinched. Finally, he tipped his head back and roared just as I experienced the widening of his cockhead, expanding as it filled with sperm. His body shook and his skin shimmered in the dim lighting.

  I was able to keep my eyes on him as his cock filled me, pushing hard against my muscles. I knew I was moaning, but the sounds were of extreme pleasure.

  Seconds later, Kodroth dropped over me, locked inside for at least a few minutes. He studied my face, licking drops of perspiration away before capturing my mouth. I adored the taste of him as well as the hint of some liquor. Our tongues entwined, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, for the first time feeling more like his lover.

  I had no understanding of time but when he finally eased back, he gave me a respectful nod. I knew we’d grown closer somehow, even though I would always be his pet.

  Degan almost immediately took his place, using his upper body strength to pull me into a sitting position. His eyes were glistening pools of darkness as he thrust me down onto his cock.

  I let out a slight gasp and wrapped my legs around his hips, my hand gripping his shoulders.

  He nuzzled into my neck, nipping my flesh before pumping me up and down. I was amazed at his strength and control. He was like a machine, drilling into me in the most even manner, leaving me utterly out of my mind. The bliss was incredible, cum spilling out around his thick cock.

  I thought he would certainly fill me, exploding deep inside, but I was wrong.

  A series of primal growls were followed by Degan pushing me over the table, pressing my face against the cool wood. My legs were kicked apart, the tip of his shaft placed at my asshole. I no longer feared the pain or the action.

  I craved it.

  I pushed my ass back, begging for the dirty deed.

  I wanted to be fucked like the bad girl and disobedient girls were fucked in the ass.

  Shuddering out loud, Degan slid his hand up along my spine, finally wrapping his hand around my neck. Then he drove the entire length of his cock all the way inside.

  My moans of glee were matched with his robust howls and the creaking noises made by the table being used for a fucking tool.

  He rocked and pumped into me, groaning with every hard plunge. He was so relentless in his actions, I was certain the table would crash to the floor.

  But it didn’t.

  The thick piece held us as he pummeled into me, driving me up onto my toes. My entire body was yielding to him, letting go like a shameless hussy. Was this being broken? Perhaps I’d never know for certain, but I knew my own greedy desire would take over.

  Permanently.

  As I felt the bulbous end swelling, the tendril flowing, I closed my eyes.

  Until he yanked me back, pinching my clit and for the life of me, I was unable to stop the orgasm ravaging my body.

  * * *

  The masters had left me alone, both Kodroth and Degan leaving at Degan’s request. I’d heard him saying something about information, news that Voltar had to hear. They’d tried to be secretive, keeping their voices low, but I knew they were just as pissed off at the branding as Voltar was.

  I ached all over, but in a good way. They’d given a command to clean up and wait, no doubt for round two. Even scrubbing away the cum and their scents seemed so intimate. I washed between my legs and shaved, making certain that I was presentable.

  Whether or not I could rebel again I wasn’t certain. My three masters were kind, even tempering their punishments, but I had a sense they could be very angry if pushed. I would take one day at a time. I wanted so much to talk with my sister, to tell her I was all right. I also wanted to make certain that Voltar had kept his word, even though in my heart I knew he had.

  He was a true warrior, making certain that he followed some code of honor.

  I longed to be able to wear some form of clothing. As I walked toward the window, peering out at the blackness of space, I touched the collar. I wondered if they’d ever feel it necessary to use the discipline system. I could only imagine the horrible pain. Maybe the deterrent was all that was needed.

  The Earth wasn’t anywhere in sight. I’d seen pictures of my world from space during my education when I was younger. Maybe one day I’d be able to see it again as ships came closer to my home.

  The word brought tears to my eyes. I missed my home. While I’d heard Skars was supposedly beautiful, at l
east portions, I would never feel like the mysterious planet was my home. I was unable to stop the beads from slipping past my lashes. How long would I remain heartbroken?

  My mind shifted to the colony then the forest surrounding the thick walls. I’d been so free running and hunting, using my prized bow as I caught only what could be eaten. Images flashed by and I was unable to grab them. There was a fire and... My capture. I was torn, wanting to see the face of my abductor and fearful what knowing would do.

  My throat seemed to close as the visions slowed, yet one came after the other. The tattoo. There were even several lines crawling up on the side of his neck. Then I could see his mouth and the ugly snarl and...

  The sound of the door opening made me wipe the tears from my eyes. I almost had the monster’s face. I almost.

  “Hello, Felicity.”

  I smiled as I brushed my hands through my hair. I wanted to be presentable at least. “Master Degan. You’ve returned.” He stood in the shadows as if guarded.

  He cocked his head as he walked in, closing behind him. His hands were behind his back as he took several steps toward me. “You don’t remember me, do you?”

  I narrowed my eyes as he slowly turned his head, yanking down on his collar.

  And I was able to see the wings of a dragon.

  As a scream bubbled up to my throat, he shot out his arm, pointing his index finger at my collar.

  Then there was blinding anguish covering every inch of my body, the white-hot heat scorching. I was tumbled into darkness, my body slumping onto the floor. But I heard his words, as well as his evil laughter.

  “Forever mine.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Voltar

  “I’m not certain what you’re asking, Captain Brezan.” Commander Futan had the same smile on his face as he’d had on the telescan only days before.

  “I’m asking you to tell me exactly who or what Zayn Dupree is to the Centurions and more specifically to the High Council. Since you’re their lackey, you should know that with relative ease.”

  “I beg your pardon, Captain, but you need to watch your tongue, or I’ll have you thrown into a cell with one of the marauders. I’m certain they’ll eat you alive.” The commander bristled, his entire face changing color.