“Is that how your kind teaches you to please us?” A male voice rumbles from the dark as my hands falter on the black satin sheet. Fingers glide up my spine, then curl around my throat, a telltale sting where bruises will be. Far too warm to be human—burning so hot I’m sweating. It’s one of the Thur. Still, I’m unable to make a sound. I’m just as defenseless as I’ve always been when my cheek hits the satin pillow, freeing the sheet from the bed I’ve been trying to make. I should do something, say something… But I won’t.
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Deviera spends her nights at The Mid, dancing to pay for her education. Only she doesn’t dance for other humans. No, she entertains the Thur, an invading species that conquered her world years before she was born.
They’ve built a world where humans like Devi cater to their every whim. Entertain. Serve. Obey. She’s used to it. Even with how much larger and stronger Thur are. And she only needs to keep it together until after her final exams anyway. Then, she’ll be eligible to leave the entertainment sector for hospitality, maybe end up in a wealthy Thur house, serving a bonded pack that doesn’t want anything in return.
But when she meets four intriguing Thur males the like of which she’s never seen, they trigger something primal. Suddenly, the intense lust she only suffers from once or twice a year becomes an incessant problem that won’t go away. It makes her crazy for a pack that terrifies her. And when Devi’s unexpectedly dragged into the heart of their world because they claim to need her help, she’ll find herself shackled to a wealthy house as a pet.
A plaything.
And as a… mate?

Claiming Their Omega Pet

24- Devi

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“Light blade Stolin! Young Prime Balt told you to make sure they don’t flee from the ba—” A jostling motion turns the words into a grunt. The sharp, unfamiliar voice is angry, though, so I bury myself closer to Selk even as I’m already plastered to his chest. The pain from my back has faded into a w...