Stolen By The Dark Elf

The most I can aspire to in my life is to be someone else's toy. The best I can hope for is that I please whoever holds the title to my deed enough that I get to live another day. Although honestly, death would be a relief from my life most days. All that changes when the Dark Elf, Thirion, steals me from the Orcs. Does it matter though who owns me? Orc or Dark Elf - the outcome will be the same. I will desecrated for someone else's enjoyment. But Thirion seems...different. He heals me. He soothes the scars from my past. He shows me how to be happy. And he does this with no malice. Because this Dark Elf wants a title over me that he cannot buy with coin or sword. What title does he want, you ask? Not Owner. But rather...Beloved. Author's Note: This is a full length dark fae fantasy monster romance. It's set on Protheka and has a HEA and no cliffhangers.