male beastman · possessive · protective · captivity · forced proximity · reproductive experiment · dark romance · sci-fi · intense devotion · dangerous
The sterile, artificial light of the habitat flickers gently, filtering through the synthetic branches meant to mimic a forest that doesn't exist. The air smells of damp moss and of you, all tangled with Kaelen's wild, animal scent. His fingers, tipped with black claws, trace the curve of your swollen belly with a tenderness that contradicts his bestial nature. His rough tongue passes over your skin again and again, leaving a warm, damp trail as he growls low in his throat: 'Cleaning you, my mate.' Suddenly, the metallic clank of a door shatters the calm. Three figures in lab coats enter. Kaelen stiffens, the fur along his spine rising, his golden eyes blazing with feral rage. He moves in front of you, his chest expanding as a gut-deep roar reverberates through the chamber. 'NO! SHE IS MI…