Harem System Novels & Stories

Teasing them and leaving them with hard-ons begging for her intoxicating touch, begging to be set free and be balls deep buried inside of her sweet tight cunt. She had the trio warped her tiny fingers. They knew that the second they saw her. She had them intoxicated with her mere presence. The trio were dominant, jealous and possessive men. And always have been. They didn't share women often nor did they sleep with the same woman twice because they didn't feel complete with any of their previous conquests. They felt awkward when they first shared a girl but it started to feel natural and more acceptable to them with age and the women didn't exactly oppose being fucked by three men.

“That’s one beauty, all right.” Reo said, “Well, of course he’s a beauty, he has the Shrine Maiden gene, after all.” “Shrine Maiden gene?” Logan asked. “What the hell is that?” I said, “Reo, shut up.” Isaac said, “It runs in the Onos family bloodline, and it has the power to make men fall hard for Haru.” Akira said, “I’ve heard of it. Wow, so it’s real?” Reo said, “Very much so.”

“Ah, you must be the university whore he's fucking. Believe me, if you get pregnant, you will die conceiving his baby.” “You probably don't know, but Henri enjoys killing humans who discover our true identity. You're a slut to him, so he may not kill you. But let me tell you, he will eventually marry one of us, after making your child a wandering orpha-” Julian cut off his dick before he could finish this sentence. I could still hear Venar’s screams rattling in my head as my gaze fell involuntarily to see that he was naked. The horrifying sight of his reproductive organ was there to see.

The only problem was my mother. How would I stay with someone who has given birth to me and watch her getting fucked by the mate that rejected me? That is too much for me to bear. I finally lay down sinking into the mattress. My body ached in protest as I adjusted to the unfamiliar comfort but exhaustion quickly took over. I closed my eyes and let myself drift. The nightmare came fast and hard. I was back in the harem. Only this time, it wasn’t Eliot’s cruel smirk that loomed over me. It was the triplets. Their stormy grey eyes burned with a hunger I couldn’t escape. It was worse.

"I thought we were past this. Thought we were working as a team. As a pack." "We are," Alvaro says desperately. "This was just—it's hard. Having to share you with two other alphas. Every instinct says you're mine, mine alone. And when I saw Hayes threatening you, when Luciano challenged my claim on the situation—" "I'm not yours alone," I interrupt. "I'm all of yours. That's what being in a reverse harem means. That's what having multiple mates means. You don't get to be possessive and territorial with each other. You have to share."

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

And, there were no locking mechanisms, so the occupants could lift up the upper half and extract themselves whenever they liked. The rules of the club made sure no one was forced to do anything they didn’t want to do. Anyone not respecting that rule was instantly banished from the club forever. There were two sets of stocks installed in the room; one was occupied, the other vacant. Veronica smiled when she saw that one of the stocks was occupied by a pretty brunette and that the dark haired girl was being fucked enthusiastically by a good looking guy. Also, there was a long line of guys waiting their turn for the brunette; most were stroking themselves, though a couple guys appeared to be wi

I sighed under my breath. "Go on, how would ending the lives of hundreds of thousands help ?" I questioned. She laughed. "I don't mean a civil war. You must be aware of the Mendovas stupid tradition, to have a heir, the offspring must kill the original heir or anyone they see as a threat. Ephraim killed his brother the original heir, Christian could kill his father and James the youngest can kill both. You must use this information to start a war in the family." Naomi explained, but how would that have to do anything with Hannah's case, the entire family might have problems but that doesn't mean people won't do their jobs.

I was doing it because I wanted to break free from the chains that had held me captive for years. I always thought that being a good wife and getting closer to God would free me from the bad karma of my past sins, and a priest asked me to be more private and avoid makeup that made me look like my old self. I thought if I did that, my marriage would run smoothly. Being a pious wife would lead my family on a loving path. But in reality, my husband didn't want a good and pious wife, he married me because he saw me as a woman who could fulfill all his sexual fantasies.

Evalyn murmurs, sliding her frail body up beside Cassandra's. Evalyn has short, shoulder-length brown hair and sharp features. "We've been here for two years. Sometimes being a harem girl isn't so bad…but in the beginning, we all start with bruises." I gasp in horror. "They rape you?" Cassandra shrugs. "More like take us when they feel like it. It's their custom to have women to bed when they feel the need—warriors get more than commoners, though. If a warrior wants to marry a harem girl, she cannot refuse."