Batman Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" Though slightly ashamed, Cecil exposed her breasts. Furthermore, she supported it with her arm, emphasizing it even further. "Ooh..." Two pairs of beautiful big tits lined up in my presence. It feels like a dream to be able to worship such a scene. "Come, both of you, and hold mine between those things" Of course, among all the demands I could think of, I voiced out the only one thing that came to my mind right now – and that is tit-fucking. Our chest, to Allan-sama's thing?"

he said. She saw his eyes wander over her body, and she blushed at the intimate gaze. He had no shame. “If I knew where my night was to end, I would have dressed up. But your men surprised me at the end of a fourteen-hour shift. You have to forgive me for not wearing my sequence dress,” she told him. He chuckled and Emma had to braze herself, as it was one of the sexiest sounds she had heard. “It sounds like I would do you a favour taking you in. A woman like you shouldn’t be working fourteen-hour shifts. A woman like you should have everything she wants at the tip of her fingers,” Bane said in a low voice.

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

Zane’s amber eyes burn, rogue curiosity turning feral. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters. They know I’m a woman in Cillian’s body, but seeing me...her...in the flesh? It’s like they’ve been hit with a lust spell. My own desire spikes, pussy already wet at their stares. This is it, my ultimate fangirl fantasy! My harem, wanting me as me! “Don’t just stare,” I tease, voice playful, shedding Cillian’s shirt to reveal my curves fully. “Come get me.” The vault’s too exposed.

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

Synn slurred, she still seemed excited about the punishment. "Shemika, I bet you'll love this. It's harem! I've never tried it before and I've always wanted to. Imagine being fucked by these guys. They're hot, handsome, crazy, and have the darkest sexual fantasies." Synn exclaimed. My mouth dropped open, "How does this even sound fun to you?" I managed to ask.

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.

"Yes, we did it three times. And each time, I couldn't get off. I waited until she was satisfied, then went to the bathroom to masturbate, and do you know what I was imagining then?" "What?" "Imagining what I saw that night when you had a threesome with my dad and my older brother." ***

I pat his thigh. He sucks in a breath and I snatch my hand quickly. His birthday is approaching, and so he is in heat, another reason we always show up late. He glances at me, biting his lip. I glance at Maria at the back, content with the Lego piece of batman we built together last night while I was hiding out in her room from Noah. He caught me, dragging me back to our room and Batman is missing a right arm because of it. She’s betrayed me by the way, she loves DC characters more than Marvel characters.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan