They branded me, hand me a rifle, and ship me to a jungle planet to die. I'm a conscript. A throwaway. Then the shuttle crashes. And he finds me in the wreckage.
Kreell is seven feet of living armor; chitin black as deep space, wrist blades that snap out like switchblades, wings that buzz the air dead silent. He commands an army. His soldiers drop to their knees when he walks past.
Now I'm on mine.
He puts me in restraints. In his office. In his bed. His voice takes me apart and his hands put me back together but twisted. When he brands me, his mark burned right over the old one.
I stop pretending I want to be saved.
I've been owned my whole life. By the mines. By the corporation. By the war.
He's the first owner I chose.
Captive. Claimed. His.
Captive of the Bug General is a MM sci-fi romance with a massive insect alien, captive/captor heat, branding, knotting, and a war prize who stops running. HEA guaranteed.
Okay this was a banger. BDSM bugs??? Yes. This was exactly the cherry on top of the fun lil series I needed to bring me out of a reading slump. I wish this was a full novel because it was so good. It's definitely not as light as the rest of the series but it's a good read!