I hated the military...and now I'm an alien’s pet!
(MMMM, sci-fi/futuristic romance, m-preg, humans as aliens' pets, M/s, angst)
Writing As: Lesli Richardson
(Originally published writing as Tymber Dalton.)
(Originally published in 2010 writing as Tymber Dalton. It has been revised and expanded for re-release.)
I hated the Terran military. I didn't volunteer, either. Like so many others, I was drafted as cannon fodder in the senseless Terran war against the Algonquans. Not like I had much of a future ahead of me, though, without a rich family to pave my way or even pay for me to have a wife.
Now, my entire ship's been captured. If what we've been told about the alien race is true, I'll never be seen again. I hope they don't eat me.
Turns out the truth is far different than we were led to believe. The Algonquans aren't vicious, insectoid monsters, either.
We're now their pampered pets...and they're using us to help replenish their population to win the war.
You know, maybe this isn't the worst life after all.
Old Description
Dale despised the Terran military. He was drafted, not a volunteer. He never expected to get captured by the Algonquans and sold as a breeder pet, either. He only prays his new owner is kind and doesn’t eat him. Then he meets fellow pet, Mark, who informs him getting captured was the luckiest day of their lives. Mark also hated the military and now spends his days in a life of sexual leisure, enjoying poetry and totally at peace with his fate.
Dale settles in and finds not only does he enjoy this life, he loves Mark, too. Despite tragedy striking too close to home in their protected world, they find room to love their Master’s newest pets, Cooper and Nate.
When the war ends and the Terran pets are granted their freedom, the men are faced with a choice: return, or stay with the owner they’ve grown to love?