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.”

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.

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.

As if the ghost couldn’t cross over some invisible line and had to stay in that small area only. Other than that the team was pretty good. There were mostly men, 7 to precise - 3 of them were married, one was divorced and 3 were single, always ready to mingle. And then there were 3 females excluding me, one was married, one was in a 9 year old relationship (probably dating since childhood) but also the biggest flirt I had met and then there was, Athena, least interested in human contact. She sat in the last cubicle, in a corner of the room, away from everyone. When she came, what she did, who she did, how she did, no one knew. And she didn’t care, she lived in her own little world. All in al

I was a nervous ball of energy now; my leg bounced like a jackhammer, and my palms were sweaty. So far there were eighteen Dominant Superiors, all males. Six were human males, and four were human women labeled Dominant. Seven were male Moors, five were female Cores, and eight were male submissives. The girl, number forty-nine, stood at the front, surrounded by the blazing spot of humiliation, waiting patiently for her results; she wringed her fingers and sweated visibly.

“She has been by service for six years. With her, you will learn the dos and don'ts of this harem.” A harem? Wait did they bring me to the harem?? I almost yelled at her. Annabelle told me stories about harem. One man and a hundred wives. With each struggling to be his favorite. I never wanted to share my husband with me. Another thought came to my mind, just when I was about to protest. If Ivar was married to many women, he was going to be less concern and forget about my existence . ~which makes it a brilliant idea.~

“For years, I maintained this arrangement because I had not found my mate. I followed the traditions expected of my position, and I allowed you to remain here under the protection and provision of the Supreme Alpha’s household. But I will not continue to maintain a harem simply because it has always existed.” I tightened my hold on Evelina’s hand. “My mate has been found. My future has changed, and so must the household.” I rose from my seat. Every person in the room straightened. “Effective immediately, I am dismantling the harem.” A murmur passed through the Consorts before dying beneath the weight of my gaze.

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."