Ash X Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He pulls off his shirt and starts tugging at mine, suddenly Alex barges into the room her eyes full of worry saying “I thought I heard a scream before, I just wanted to come in and see if you had...” She looks at Ash lying on top of me with his shirt off; a slight red blush covers her cheeks and then notices how my stomach is showing. “Oh, umm, I will just leave you two alone for a minute you seem busy.” And with that she dashes from the room. Ash unfreezes and gets off me, he then reaches down and grabs my hand, before putting his shirt back on. His eyes lock with mine and I see a flicker of embarrassment as his cheeks flush crimson.

Absently, I traced my fingertips along the grooves and dips of his abs, just a small, subtle way to ensure we were always skin to skin. “I’d been out for hours with Jared,” Asha said. “We’d had so many reports of trespassers just beyond the borders who kept getting too close. But I think I’d gone soft since Naomi had been a trespasser too, and she turned out to be my true mate. I remember Jared and I had fought so much about it.”

Asher says as he high-fived Axel again who chuckled at my horrified expression. “Okay, I need to lie down,” I say as my grip on Axel’s hand tightens. “If it makes you feel better, we don’t dispose of the dead bodies,” Asher says nonchalantly as I choke on my drink. “No, that does not make me feel better. Why would that make me feel better?” I whisper yell at Asher as Axel watches us with an amused look on his face. “Oh lighten up, Xena. The way I didn’t make a big deal when your ‘boyfriend’ cheated while playing darts, otherwise I would’ve won fair and square.” He says as he side-eyes Axel who just rolls his eyes.

“That’s not the point.” “Look at you blushing just talking about him!” Ashley exclaimed. “Anyway, tell me all about him. You can’t have all the pretty boys. Is he sexy, like my-type sexy-”? “You don’t have a type, Ash. Your exes are so different from each other, I think you should have a harem of men instead of just dating 'em.” “You little shit, of course, I have a type!” She gasped. “If he’s fucking rich and sexy then he’s my type, duh.”

Ashr was holding me back against himself. "Zax, we both want you. Can we both maybe have you together? Ashr can nail your ass while you blow me and we can switch it around. Just as long as I'm not fucking my brother I think this could be exciting," Alhan mumbled excitedly and I came awake quickly feeling Ashr's cock between my ass cheeks. Alhan scooted against me and tongued my mouth as he stroked my dick. Ashr was rubbing himself over my pucker and I tilted my ass for easier access. I felt him dribble oil and finger me. I gasped loudly and Alhan scrambled off the bed with both his cocks in hand. He was directing both into my mouth as Ashr prodded me. Ashr thrusted into me deeply and I moane

For the first time in years— They fight like wolves again. The warehouse erupts into chaos. Gunfire. Snarling. Metal crates crashing across the floor. Blood. And through it all— I feel Nyxara beside me. Still. Watching. Calculating. I grab her wrist again. She looks up at me with clear annoyance. “What are you doing?” “Keeping you here.” “You’re impossible.” “You’re not leaving.” Her eyes flash. “Watch me.” I lean closer. My voice drops low. “Not tonight.” Before she can respond—

Alex would have this secret bit of fun with Ashly until he decided that he was happy enough with Jasmine as his future mate. Ashly escaped into the hotel room, leaving the two to greet each other; she couldn't face watching them make up and kiss right now. She knew it was stupid, but she'd started to have a little bit of hope for her and Alex's married life, but the arrival of Jasmine had just trampled on that, making her realize how stupid her hope had been. Had she really expected Alex to decide he wanted to forget about Jasmine and claim Ashly as his mate? She rubbed a hand through her hair, frustrated because a silly part of her had When Ashly felt the urge to cry, she quickly walked int

Ash didn't really realized how they managed to get out from the hall, go upstairs and stumble into a vacant room. It all happened too fast. Ash was slammed to the bed while Alexander was kissing him passionately. They battled for dominance but Alexander growled in victory as Ash finally gave in. Alexander quick hands quickly undid his blazer and discarded his shirt. Ash gasped as he felt Alexander hot hands roaming all over his chest, and it was soon followed by Alexander lips. He shivered as he felt Alexander hot and sticky tongue licking, biting and sucking him, making faint marks all over his chest.

Not even her. It was torture as much for him as it was for her every time he brought them both to the edge and backed off from it. It was entirely too tempting to stand and push his dick into her mouth with the way she was posed up for him right now. She was caught in a particular fantasy where he slid her home and ground into her cervix, overflowing her pussy over and over with his cum, his seed, doing everything to make it take root. Asha’s eyebrows were screwed up and her mouth was open as if the very thought was making her cum and by the way her legs rubbed together, she definitely could be. He didn’t know why but that angered Young, dream him couldn’t have both the real and imagined ver

he says grabbing Xander, pulling him into his grip, he kisses him deeply, then buries his nose in his neck…. Mates … I still don’t get why they do that. I wanted that. “Oh fuck, no! Thanks Arkham, now my man smells just like you!” Austin whines in an irritated tone. Pulling his face in disgust. I laugh out loud… “You are so welcome… I told you, now he is mine” “I’m never falling for your sweetness again” says Xander, trying to hide the humour in his eyes. “We need to get going, where is Ash?” Xander asks.”