Fertile: A Dark Sci-Fi Reverse Harem Romance

by Piper Stone

  “But you helped people, Scorpio. I can tell that about you. You cared. Why fight it?”

  I exhaled, shifting the glass back and forth from hand to hand. “In the field, yes, I was able to use my training. I was able to save lives and I knew being a doctor was my calling, but things changed.”

  “What could you have seen that was so horrible that you can no longer tolerate being a doctor?”

  I wrung my hands as images flashed into my mind’s eye, bloody and traumatic, leaving my heart racing. “I have my reasons. When I was released from duty, I went into a deep depression, but that’s not allowed in our world. I was approached, handpicked for a great position. I thought what I was doing was honorable. The truth was much more horrific. I developed various drugs, even some vaccines to help with the aftereffects of the gas. It was even believed that we could help the scavengers, possibly cure them. That was just bullshit.”

  “My God. The rumors were true. I heard them but thought it was a joke. What happened?”

  “The day I found out what they were really planning, I pushed hard against the regime, mouthing off to my superiors, but it wasn’t soon enough. So many people were killed.” I held the glass into the light, studying the facets as I shifted the crystal. Then I gulped the remainder.

  “They imprisoned you.”

  “The chancellor and his minions, including those in the military provide many interesting methods of punishing those they consider traitors. They also had far-reaching tentacles, making promises I doubt they’re willing to keep, but people are sheep. They want to believe that there is a better life. The chancellor is a lying sack of shit. The scavengers will die. A good portion of the huntsmen will continue breeding on command. The Elite will still hold all the power. I fear for anyone simply trying to find a way of life away from the tyranny.” My anger was off the charts, my heart racing. I’d never told anyone this. Why her? Why risk my position and possibly my life?

  I was surprised when she reached out, brushing the tips of her fingers across my arm.

  “I’m so sorry, Scorpio, but the assholes win only if you allow them to. There will be a better life one day. Humans are survivors. We can go through terrible ordeals, fighting against all odds.”

  I eased her hand away. This wasn’t about romance or even passion and she could have no comprehension of what I’d been through. “You don’t understand, Alex. I can’t stomach the thought of using skills that advanced crimes against the human race. Whatever gift I had is gone, shattered. Maybe they beat it out of me. Maybe I believed their bullshit for too long. Besides, if anyone were to get wind of my... skills, they would hunt us down, believing I held something over the chancellor’s head.”

  “Even your own men?”

  “I am wary of trusting anyone. Life has changed.”

  “Yeah, I know. Survival of the fittest.” She continued rubbing my arm, the soft gesture tightening my balls. “Do you have something on the chancellor?”

  “Knowledge of the truth.”

  “That may not be enough. As you said, sheep.”

  I turned my head, studying her pensive face. “Why were you forced to become an omega? You are also obviously privileged in many ways, your father an important man, which is curious to me.”

  She twisted her mouth, blinking several times. “Fine. Do you want to know the truth? My father had friends on the cabinet. They’d been close all their lives, since they were kids before the attack.”

  “All right. You can read, which means you had access to education, a luxury afforded the most important people. If your parents were murdered, that also tells me many things. They were considered dissidents. Your very presence here could mean trouble. I can’t allow that to happen.”

  Now she shrank back, shutting down much like I was doing. Trust was more valuable at times than life. “You kidnapped me. Remember? You know nothing about me. My father went against the goddamn rules, making certain both my sister and I had an education. That was a crime and he paid the price for his resistance.”

  “And you know nothing about me as well, Alex, but we both agree that things have changed.” I studied her pensive face, the fear crowding into every beautiful inch. I couldn’t turn her away, mate or no mate. However, my gut told me she was holding back. “As I said, I will protect you, but you are required to follow my direction and you will come with us.”

  “So, I’m just a breeder.”

  “You will surrender to me.”

  “Over my dead body.”

  Her continued defiance, pushing every envelope wasn’t going to stop. I could tell how desperate she was, her mind searching for any possibilities to change the course, but this couldn’t go on. Not with the entire group leaving for the compound in a couple of days.

  This was the moment where I shut down all conversation. Spy or no spy, she knew things that could be of importance. Perhaps she realized her wealth, would even barter for it. How clever of her.

  She slapped her hands on the bed then jerked to a standing position. “I have nothing else to say to you. Just leave me alone. Can you actually do that? I don’t want your buddies and I don’t want this and...” Her voice trailed off then she did something that surprised the hell out of me.

  She flipped me the bird.

  The gesture was so uncharacteristic that I held a combination of amusement and raw anger. I snapped my hand around her wrist the same moment I stood, the force yanking her against my chest.

  She immediately began to fight me, pummeling her fists against my chest.

  “Just let me go. I don’t care who you are. I will never succumb to you. Give me my freedom.”

  I grabbed the back of her head, tangling my fingers in her hair. “You are in no position to demand anything. I will be your ruler, your master, and your disciplinarian.” I crushed my mouth over hers as she clawed at me, whimpering in my hold. I was wrecked from the raging desire, the longing something I’d fought against.

  I no longer had my conviction.

  I could no longer avoid the true beast.

  I forced her onto the bed, crawling on top as the heated round of passion continued. Our tongues danced in a show of strength, one that she lost almost instantly. I yanked her hands over her head, easily holding them together in one of my hands.

  She shifted and moaned, trying to break free but I was too strong, keeping her pinned.

  The taste of her was sweet, nectar of the very gods. We wrestled as I slid my hand down her side, brushing the backs of my fingers against her skin. Using my knee, I kicked her one leg away, easing in front of her.

  Bucking, she struggled even harder as if fighting for her life. I continued stroking, caressing her in gentle motions until she began to lose the fight within, her angry moans turning into whimpers of raw desire. She finally wrapped her leg around mine, grinding her hips against me as her hunger increased. We were both suddenly insatiable, the kiss becoming savage as I sucked on her tongue.

  My cock was engorged, my balls tight as drums. I was blinded with my thirst for her, the need overwhelming all common sense. I lifted my hips, sliding my hand until I could thrust it deep inside. She was hot and wet, even more so than before. Breaking the kiss, I nipped her bottom lip as I pumped into her in slow and easy motions.

  Her eyes darted back and forth as she pressed her hand against my chest. Then she darted out her tongue, licking across the seam of my mouth before wrapping her other leg around my hips. As she opened up for me, pulling me deeper into her delicious web, I was thrown by how much I cared about her. This wasn’t just about electric attraction given the drug forced on us. Our connection was primal. She was the very first person to ignore my gruff demeanor, pushing back with one of her own.

  I let go of her wrists, snagging first one leg then the other up further. The way her pussy muscles clamped around my shaft was electrifying, even more so than the rush of current flowing between us.

  A slight smile crossed her face as she skimmed her nails down then up along my sp
ine. I was on fire with need, pumping into her with crazed abandon. Her gentle moves became more aggressive, her nails digging into me as she drew a line all the way down to my ass. She cupped my buttocks, jutting her hips to meet every hard thrust with one of her own.

  I kept my lips close to hers, drinking in her scent, savoring the way she moaned every time my cock thrust deeper inside. We pitched back and forth, her smile becoming more seductive. She was doing everything in her power to take control.

  With ease I rolled off, lifting and forcing her onto her knees.

  “Oh, God. What...” She attempted to crawl forward, but I yanked her back, slapping her on the ass several times.

  “Obedience,” I hissed, fisting her hair with one hand as I shoved my cock back inside her pussy. The angle was spectacular, sending pulses straight into my heart. “Yes. Fuck. Yes!”

  I wasted no time slamming into her, my aching balls swinging as I forcefully took her.

  She clenched her hands around the bedding, a light sheen crossing her beautiful face. “Oh, yes. I... Uh. Uh. Mmmm...”

  All her purrs, the whimpers of ecstasy further fueled my actions. I could feel my balls swelling, filling with seed. I held back, smacking her bottom again, delighting in the hard cracking sound. I ran my fingers down her spine, rubbing my thumb between the cleft in her ass. “Do you want to come for me?”

  “Uh-huh. Yes, I... do.” Breathless, she did everything to arch her back, rocking backward and forward.

  I gave her four additional savage strikes, shuddering from the heat hitting my hand. I was a crazed man, growling like a beast as I slipped my thumb into her tight little asshole. “Then come!”

  My command was followed immediately, her body shaking then freezing for an instant. I could feel her pussy muscles constricting over and over again as she finally opened her mouth.

  “Ooohh!” Panting, she sucked in her breath as her body shivered violently, the orgasm continuing for several seconds. “God, oh, yes.”

  I wouldn’t be able to hold it back much longer. “Come again.”

  “No, I can’t. I...” Her scream was high pitched and strangled, her body bucking as the climax swept through her. “Oh!” Her lips were pursed, her eyes closed, and I could tell she’d fallen into blissful ecstasy.

  When she began to calm, I released my hold, sliding my hands to cup and fondle her breasts. I was cradled over her, rocking into her in tender motions. “Now, I fill you.”

  The sensations roared, building between us, the passion unbridled. We began to move together, shattering our last resolve. As my balls erupted, spewing cum into my shaft, I closed my eyes and allowed the moment of sheer ecstasy to occur. There were so many pent-up emotions—anger and fear, hatred and self-loathing—but in this moment, all I could feel was the warmth of her body. All I could hear was the rattling of my heart.

  Shaking, I erupted deep within her, tossing my head back and exclaiming to the heavens. I remained buried inside, relishing the wetness, the clamping of her muscles. Now there was no ceasing the next phase, the knotting that would occur. There were moments I hated the realization of what I’d been turned into, a freak of nature, more beast in many ways than man.

  Tonight wasn’t one of them.

  I wanted the attachment, the connection that couldn’t be broken, if merely for a little while. I could hear the change in her breathing as she realized then accepted what was going to occur.

  Alex took shallow breaths in anticipation. She turned her head to the side, allowing me to see the twitch of her mouth, the fluttering of her eyelids as I grew bigger. I stretched her completely.

  My nerve endings were on fire and I couldn’t stop shaking as the transformation continued, increasing in size until she cried out several times. The pressure was intense, delicious and all I could do was hold her, finally collapsing on the bed. I wrapped my leg around hers, struggling to calm my breathing even as images flashed in my eyes.

  Haunting.

  Terrifying.

  Telling.

  There was something else mixed in the serum and if I was correct, the human race might not survive.

  Chapter Nine

  Alex

  There was no denying our connection and I had to believe that this was more than just sexual. He’d opened up to some degree, allowing me to see a snippet of his world. What horrors had he seen and experienced in order to make him crusty around the edges? My curiosity was piqued. My trust nonexistent. He wasn’t my savior and I doubted he was anyone’s hero, but he was trying in his way to make a difference.

  Mmm... However, the way he’d held me, holding me as his cock remained inside was exciting and warm, delicious and... I sighed, pulling the pelt closer against me, tingling all over as the soft fur slid across my skin. Scorpio was so strong, rugged, and even charming in his own way. And he certainly knew how to fuck. I fought a giggle forming in my throat.

  Hard body.

  Rugged features.

  Full of danger.

  I eased my hand between my legs, touching my thighs, tickling my pussy—my very swollen pussy. I nibbled on my lower lip and allowed myself to play for a few seconds, swirling my finger around my sensitive clit. All the men had ravaged me, taking me in their ways, filling me so completely.

  But they weren’t Scorpio.

  I closed my eyes, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep in the brawny man’s arms. The thought was ridiculous, fueled by the damning effects of the serum, but the lust seemed so real. Just as I was about to fall into dreamland, an odd jolt flared into my system, forcing me to open my eyes. I had to keep in mind what had occurred in two little days. I wasn’t here of my own free will. I hadn’t been attempting to find a pack of wild animals, merely lifesaving supplies.

  They’d stolen the remote possibilities for providing aid.

  Okay, little girl. Straighten up. Get it together. You know what you need to do.

  As if the pep talk was going to do any good. The genetic programming I’d received obviously ceased various mental aptitudes in my brain. I hated the fact but would figure out how to work around it. Maybe the electricity coursing through my veins would die down in time. Somehow, I doubted it.

  There were some aspects that didn’t add up even with what Scorpio had told me. He scared me in how he’d been able to hone in on details. He would continue to dig.

  I needed to know more about what the entire pack was doing here, foraging through the forests. It was obvious this was a temporary setting, as if they were scouring for evidence or collecting data, but I certainly wasn’t going to be brought into the fold. I was simply a mate.

  Was there a significant plan in mind, an entire group of the huntsmen preparing for a battle of some kind? The possibilities were endless but real. I had to figure out a way to gather additional information. I knew they’d be watching me, expecting some level of treachery. I’d have to be particularly clandestine in my actions.

  I shifted under the pelt then realized that Scorpio was no longer in bed. Jerking up, I scanned the area, searching for any signs of him. He’d turned off the majority of lights, leaving a slight glow from one of the lamps. The rain had slowed, mere drips now falling on the tent. I eased out of bed, taking cautious steps. There was no place for him to hide. Where could he have gone in the middle of the night?

  More important, why?

  I’d caught a few odd words said between him and the others. They were waiting for the weather to change. That much I knew. They were also very concerned about the scavengers, but I gathered there was more, and I would find out what that was.

  I had no idea where my clothes had been placed so I improvised, finding a scruffy pair of pants with a drawstring and a t-shirt. Luckily, I also found a jacket. What I didn’t find were shoes I could fit into.

  If the door was locked, I’d simply slip out under the bottom. This was nothing more than a glorified tent after all. I was surprised he hadn’t locked me in, which could mean he was going to be gone for a few minutes and
no more. I was observant, having figured out that there were two larger tents. One I guessed was for food, the other for communal events, discussion, or whatever the bastards did in their planning stages.

  The earliest morning light was shifting over the horizon, rain no longer falling. Swirls of tangerine and crimson sliced across the sky, dazzling in color and almost serene. A light fog rose from the ground, ominous in nature as if telling a story of things to come. The weather was entirely unpredictable, the camp nothing but a muddy mess. I clomped over the soggy ground, my toes digging into the wetness, shivering from the slight chill remaining in the air.

  I’d heard countless stories of another planned attack on the government, groups banding together in order to thwart the enemy. But the government would retaliate with the same kind of force that had almost annihilated our entire race. I knew they were mostly tall tales meant to keep the peace as well as hope. The government was all too powerful. They held the weapons, the bulk of medical supplies and had control over food supplies. Eventually being able to forage the woods or find stored supplies from all those years ago would be gone. Then the various groups would be forced to succumb to the tyranny of the government.

  That is, if they were still alive.

  The thought was horrifying.

  I was sore all over, my bottom chafed with every step I took. There were few lights on, indicating the earliness of the morning but I was very careful, staying low to the ground as I snuck around corners. I was able to see at least one guard high above and suspected there were several surrounding the camp. Scavengers were famous for their sneak attacks.

  I heard nothing until I reached the outskirts of the camp. This wasn’t one of the larger tents, merely an even smaller edition of the one belonging to Scorpio. I inched closer, careful with my footing, my feet sinking into the mud.