Sold to the Alien Gladiators: A Dark Reverse Harem Romance

by Corin Cain

  His huge cock pulses against my body as he presses his finger inside me, working it deeper in and out of my tight ass, and making me gasp and moan. The crowd is perfectly silent, and my slutty moans fill the room as Raegan humiliates me in front of the crowd.

  “Jasmine is a human female, and human females biologically crave submission to Aurelians. This will not change with my rule.”

  He pulls his finger from my ass, and I feel so empty, desperately needing more. My shame has built to an overwhelming crescendo, mixing with my deep lust – corrupting my mind.

  “She will be punished daily, so that she never loses understanding of her place,” states Raegan, and then he brings down his huge palm against my naked ass. The slap of flesh on flesh echoes across the throne room. My eyes widen in pain and humiliation, as I look up at Karan and Baldur, whose cocks are as equally hard as Raegan’s, tenting their togas obscenely.

  Raegan spanks me slow and strong, painting my bottom red in front of the crowd.

  “Let me demonstrate the true extent of her submission. Jasmine, beg to be punished.”

  I bite my lip, so embarrassed. “Please… Please spank me,” I murmur.

  “Louder!”

  I roll my eyes back in need. “Spank me, Master,” I beg, aching for his stern touch. He brings his hand down hard against my ass once again.

  Then Raegan lifts me from his lap, forcing me down onto all fours, facing the crowd of Aurelian’s political elite.

  He kneels down behind me, and takes me roughly from behind. I’m so fucking wet that his massive cock slides into me with a single powerful thrust, and I moan out eagerly in front of the crowd.

  “She spends most of her day like this in the pleasure room on all fours, waiting to be bred.”

  Raegan fucks me hard, makes me cum, and then Karan and Baldur have their turns with me in front of the huge audience.

  I’m left panting, humiliated and dripping with their cum.

  “Does that satisfy you that she’s not the true power behind the throne?”

  The Aurelian nods, chastised. “Yes, my Emperor.”

  “Good.”

  I shiver, trembling as the throngs of Aurelian elite leave the throne room. Finally, only the three of us remain.

  “I can’t believe you just did that,” I gasp.

  Raegan smiles slightly. “I meant what I said. I will take you anywhere, anytime. Now – come here.”

  He grabs me, wrapping me up in his huge arms as I sit in his lap. I feel so safe and secure.

  “We’re going to shape the universe together, Jasmine. In our vision.”

  I look up at him, his chiselled jawline and powerful eyes burning into mine. “Your vision, Raegan,” I say, even my mind submissive to him.

  He shakes his head and kisses me. “No. Our vision.”

  40

  Jasmine

  If the estates they had before were lavish, the royal palace of the elected Emperor is even more extravagant. It stands tall and proud, towering over all the others...

  And yet, it lacks originality. All Aurelian architecture seems so similar.

  I’ll have to get a human architect to suggest some changes.

  The election is long over now, and my bonded triad have been busy with matters of state. Never too busy to return to the palace to fuck and seed me, however.

  Just today, they gather to fuck me hard and fast, and when Raegan fills me with his seed, the bond overwhelms me. Colors become brighter, smells more intense, and I scream out in need.

  Something has changed. I feel it, in every cell of my body.

  I look up, even as I kneel panting before them.

  “Raegan, I’m with child,” I gasp, knowing instantly why my body suddenly felt those powerful changes.

  The bond retreats.

  Suddenly, the spell of submission disappears. All that’s left is my own, unmagnified personality.

  “You’re with my child,” Raegan nods with reverence, looking down at me like I am a goddess.

  “I… I am,” I gasp, looking up at the soon-to-be father of my first child and seeing him in a whole new light. He’s fit to both rule a universe, and be father to my child.

  “How does it feel?” Raegan asks, the gentleness in his voice breaking my heart.

  I search my feelings. I’m shocked by what I find.

  “Even… Even without the bond, I am yours, Raegan. To do with as you choose.”

  Raegan smiles, and Karan and Baldur step behind him, looking down at me as though I’m their queen as well. They each kiss me gently, tender and worshipful.

  “I choose to show you the universe in all its wonder, Jasmine. I choose to bring you to see all the most beautiful sites that exist. And I choose to wed you – in the first matrimony between a human and an Aurelian – no, three Aurelians – ever conducted before. I will declare a hundred years of celebration, and we will mark it with our official union.”

  I smile up at him, beaming.

  Karan nods. “The traditionalist will be angered, but we want you to have what you always thought you would have – a place of honor and dignity at our side.”

  I laugh easily. “I always thought I was too strong-minded for any man to want me.”

  Baldur smiles. His normally emotionless face is filled with joy. “You are. That’s why it requires three of us.”

  41

  Jasmine

  Elanor touches up my hair, applying her expert touch to ensure my makeup is perfect. Nervousness builds in me, but I can feel the steady presence of the three Aurelians in my mind. Their auras are solid and unchanging, full of confidence. Many Aurelians protested a union in the traditional human fashion, claiming that a wedding would be a mockery of Aurelian culture.

  But my triad ignored them.

  “You look beautiful, Jasmine. I’m so jealous of you.”

  I reach down, touching my belly. I’m not showing yet, and I’m glad I fit still into the wedding dress that Elanor picked out for me. There’s only one part that’s a little tight. Somehow, the bust feels tighter than a week ago when I first tried the dress on, even though I know that’s impossible.

  Elanor planned everything, from the flowers to the venue, and she even helped me with my nerves as I imagined standing in front of the most important members of all the planetary governments.

  “You’ve really made a scavenger look halfway decent,” I laugh, as I look at my reflection in the mirror. “God, I remember taking sand-baths because water was so precious on Bugra. Now look at me!”

  I barely recognize myself. I was so used to seeing the proud, dirt-covered face of a rebel, hiding on the fringes of society and doing everything I could just do to survive and keep my sickly mother fed. Now, my mother resides in a high station in Aurelian society, and I have more than I could ever dream of. I shake my head slowly, in wonder at what my life has become.

  It’s insane how different I feel now that the bond has gone dormant. While I’m still addicted to the hard, powerful bodies of the three Aurelians, I don’t have the same heights of depraved submission and need to be humiliated and used flooding my mind. And yet I shudder, already missing the deepness of feeling and intensity that the bond gave me.

  “You’re thinking of the wedding night already, aren’t you?” Elanor jokes.

  I blush, though I’m surprised I have any shame left, after everything those three have submitted me to.

  “I…”

  Elanor laughs:

  “I don’t blame you. Those three are going to bring you to heights of pleasure you’ve never before experienced tonight. My goodness, you’re going to be the first… I don’t even know what they’ll call you! You’ll be a queen!”

  I smile at Elanor. “I’ll do my best to make sure humanity and the Aurelians can work together and prosper.”

  She nods. “I know you will, my sweet. And I’ll serve you every step of the way.”

  We smile, reaching out and squeezing each other’s hands.

  “You look
perfect.” Then, suddenly, she glances up at the window. “It’s time.”

  Elanor leads me from our chamber. Everything that happens next is a blur, and it’s like I blink and suddenly I’m standing in front of the enormous crowd, about to walk down the aisle.

  My mom is at my side. I brought her home from Terra, sending Baldur to retrieve her. I didn’t want to see my father. He isn’t at the wedding, and I don’t miss his presence. Now that he’s gone, it’s like a shadow has been lifted from my mother’s spirit.

  “I can’t believe how proud I am of you, Jasmine. I know you’re going to make the universe a better place.”

  My mom hugs me deeply, and I don’t care if my dress gets wrinkled. We walk down the aisle side by side. There is no Aurelian priest to conduct the ceremony. I had no idea, but it seems as if the concept of a priesthood is seen as being more in line with General Asmod’s ideals of the way humans should be treated.

  Reluctantly, I let my thoughts drift to my memory of the General; remembering how terrifying he was, and the power that Raegan showed when he defeated him.

  Instead of an Aurelian priest, the Head of Faith of humanity, known simply as The Head, has arrived from Terra to wed us. He knows that the union between us will strengthen humanity’s position in the universe, and The Head showed us huge honor in coming to Colossus in person. He’s aged but has a straight back, his blue eyes clear.

  As Aurelians and human rulers and dignitaries from all across the galaxy watch, I walk down the aisle with my mother by my side – and I remember where it all began, back on the desert sands of Bugra. The way these three Aurelians saved me from the Scorp Queen, and nearly died to protect me during our escape.

  At the head of the aisle, the three Aurelians stand stern and proud. I can feel their joy outpouring into me, but their faces remain stoic for the sake of the rest of the audience. Only I am privy to their thoughts.

  My mother gives me a kiss on the cheek and takes her place of honor in the front row.

  Then it’s just me, the three Aurelians, and The Head.

  The Head clears his throat and faces the crowd. His voice booms, artificially amplified by aurelian technology.

  “In all my time as the leader of spirituality for humanity, I have never seen such a thing. If you had told me I’d one day stand here, about to wed a human to the three most senior leaders of the Aurelian Empire, I’d have questioned your sanity.”

  There are laughs from the ranks of humanity in the audience, while the Aurelian guests simply nod.

  “And yet, here we are today, to celebrate the most important unity in history – between Jasmine Landell and the triad of the Aurelian Emperor. I will waste no time, for every second that these four are spent unwed is a blasphemy to the spirit of brotherhood and sisterhood between our races. Together, our conjoined empires will grow and flourish under the rule of Raegan the Protector.”

  There are cheers from both the Aurelians and the humans in the audience,

  “And so, I ask simply: Do you, Emperor Raegan, and your holy triad, take this young woman, Jasmine Landell, to be your Queen? Do you pledge to honor her and vow to bring her all that she deserves? Binding our two species together for all eternity?”

  “We do,” my bonded triad say in unison, their voices gravel – deep and certain. I almost melt at the sound.

  “And do you, Jasmine Landell, pledge to obey and love these three noble warriors for the rest of your days? To bear them sons and heirs to their Empire, and to be faithful for all eternity?”

  I nod.

  “I… I do.”

  My voice is faulting, such is my ache for them.

  “Then I proclaim you to be legally wedded, in the eyes of God, man, and Aurelian!”

  Baldur, Raegan and Karan each kiss me, their hands wrapping around me, and before I can do anything to stop him, Karan grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. In front of the cheering crowd, he leads the triad away, with me slung over his shoulder – taking me to the huge royal bedrooms of the palace, to do what they will to me.

  Karan throws me to the bed, and they descend on me – all three of them kissing me all over, their tongues lapping at my body, pulling the dress off and throwing it aside.

  I melt under their touch. Raegan toys with my nipples.

  “Already, your breasts grow.”

  I giggle. “That’s impossible.”

  Karen licks at my ear, his cock surging and hard. “No, you little fool – you don’t understand. Our son will hunger and your body will provide.”

  I shake my head, not understanding. “I know how it works.”

  Baldur spreads my legs, his mouth finding my sopping wetness. I gasp out in pleasure as his tongue laps at me, faster and faster. He comes up for air and stares into my eyes. His own eyes flash deep green, hungry and aching for me. His aura is powerful in my mind.

  “You don’t understand. Your breasts will grow huge and fertile, so that you can nurse our child. You will produce much more milk than a human, and much earlier.” He returns to lap between my legs, and I gasp at the thought, imagining my breasts swelling and growing bigger and bigger, my nipples huge and sensitive as my body changes to become the perfect breeding vessel for these three, dominant Aurelians.

  Raegan and Karan bring their tongues to my nipples, and I gasp at how sensitive I am. I realize that they’re right – that my breasts have already grown. That’s what made my wedding dress so tight, even in the week since I was first measured for it.

  The shocking realization, combined with the three relentless tongues on my body, is all too much for me. Baldur flickers his huge tongue against my cunt as Raegan and Karan suck hard on my nipples, and I scream out in pleasure, cumming hard.

  Then Baldur mounts me, and the men each take turns fucking me, filling me with cum. They’re relentless – and the moment one cums, the next has recovered, filling me again and again.

  42

  Baldur

  Jasmine sleeps soundly against my broad chest. Raegan and Karan are equally satisfied, and slumber next to us in the huge bed. I gently get up, rolling her aside, and I grin as I imagine the warmth, love and security she’s going to wake up to.

  The three of us planned this wedding like a military operation– using every spare second not spent between state affairs and trade negotiations with both Toads and Humans.

  Our bond may have receded, but I still feel an animal possessiveness for our mate. Jasmine is ours. She belongs to us, and soon she will grow fat with child and bear the first natural-born son in over three-thousand years. It will bring great joy to our Empire, and it will bring humanity closer to us.

  It’s still hard to accept all the changes that are going to happen, but I know it’s all for the best. At least that’s not something we need to worry about today. We’ve arranged everything for this wedding, and for one special day, we can excuse ourselves from our duties, trusting our top advisors to take care of things instead.

  As the others sleep, I make a few last-minute arrangements and make sure the pleasure craft is ready and waiting for us. Four Reaver teams wait silently nearby, honored to be our royal bodyguards.

  43

  Jasmine

  I wake up to the smell of bacon. Servants enter the room, bringing trays laden with all sorts of different choices for breakfast; including the specialities from my home world.

  The Aurelians serve me a plate, and we eat together.

  “And so, what is it like to be a queen?” Asks Raegan gently.

  “Bliss,” I reply.

  “You’ve seen nothing yet. Get dressed, it’s time for the honeymoon.”

  “Honeymoon?”

  “Oh yes. A day of pure pleasure before we shoulder our responsibility as Emperor and advisors,” Karan explains.

  I get dressed and they take me to the pleasure ship. Reaver craft shift before us, and honor guard scouting ahead to keep the royal retinue safe.

  We phase shift to empty space – empty except for two huge, blue sta
rs orbiting each other. They’re massive and brilliant – unlike anything I’d ever seen before.

  “They look just like your eyes, Karan,” I say with wonder. He smiles, tracing his finger up my thigh and sending a tingle of lust through me.

  We shift to the next intergalactic site. We’re now in deep space, uninhabited, far away from Scorps, Toads, humans, and even Aurelians.

  “Reavers, phase out. It’s safe here,” orders Raegan. The honor guard phase-shift away, and then it is just the four of us, floating in space, alone and millions of light years from anybody else.

  Far away in front of us is a massive galaxy, stars shining like a million diamonds. Pinks and blood reds mold and merge into the most beautiful spectacle I’ve ever seen. It’s amazing to think that there’s no one else near – no other eyes for billions of miles.

  “A site fit for a queen,” says Raegan, and kisses me so softly, holding back his need.

  “Take me,” I gasp, and before the words even leave my mouth the eager hands of my triad are upon me, desperate and powerful. They take me, roughly and needfully, and when we’re finally finished, the four of us lie in a sweaty pool of satisfied bodies.

  I smile, more content than I thought it was possible to be.

  “This was incredible.”

  “It’s not done yet,” says Baldur softly. After an hour of watching the galaxy from afar, we shift one last time. I press my hands against the window, unable to believe what I’m seeing.

  I’ve heard about it in the legends, but I never believed I’d set my eyes on it.

  “This is where your species was born.”

  I smile. “I know. I never thought I’d get to see it.”

  We orbit the brilliant blue of the birthplace of humanity, and I’m filled with wonder. Terra is my home world, but they’ve taken me somewhere else – the old Earth, a place of legend and birthplace to humanity itself.