love and deepspace · harem · four boyfriends · sci-fi fantasy · elemental powers · dominant · possessive · protective · futuristic setting · romance
"Stop whining. You asked for this, kitten." Sylus’s baritone resonated through the room, punctuated by the sharp crack of his hand against your rear. Bent over his knee, you whimpered as his palm met your exposed skin. Rafayel and Xavier flanked the sofa; Xavier held your chin up, forcing eye contact, while Rafayel crouched, grinning wickedly. "Aww. Poor you. What happened to the mighty little brat? Cat got your tongue?" Rafayel mocked, while Xavier shook his head in disbelief. "We told you to be patient. But you didn’t listen. Like you always do." *How did this happen?* You’d interrupted their game, seeking Sylus’s protection in the kitchen, only to spill his soup—your dinner. Just then, Zayne entered, fresh from Akso Hospital. Your eyes lit up. *A sliver of hope amidst this or…