Forsaken & Claimed

LotusOHara 11 stories

Summary

*****This is a slow burn story; reverse harem with one woman & six men****** Rebel is what Her Highness calls me. If my group knew what I've been up to, they would call me a traitor. If you asked me, I would say, Anarchist. I must ensure my plan continues without any more problems. It's too late to have a change of heart now. Well, that's until I met them. Mysterious and free-spirited with an attraction as great as the moon and sun. They make me remember a simpler time when all I cared for was living life. For some reason, I can't shake the feeling of dread and doom. *~*~*~*~*~* I turned to see a pair of deep blue, glowing eyes that threaten to swallow me whole. His coarse hair was pulled into a small top knot. “A warrior does not answer to those who do not prove their strength greater than their own,” I counter quoting something from their scripture. “Well, bold little warrior,” he takes my cigarette and takes a long pull. “I think my strength will split you in two,” he continued, extending the cigarette back with the filter inches from my lips. I reached to take it, but he pulled it back. “With your mouth," he said.