Best Harems Novels & Stories

Where had the flowery and perfumed disposition gone, the charming sparkle in her voice and dainty, pink-lipped smile that could put any courtesan in the Quarter Rouge to shame? “I don’t…” “When I said I could read feelings, I meant it,” said the woman. “It’s a skill I’ve mastered as I grew, and it’s not just the sweet feelings I can read. It’s all rright, I’m used to it. Harem girls, we’re not worth much more than moments of fleeting pleasure for the guests we entertain. I mean, it’s not like the Emperor ever comes to see any of us, so we can’t even boast that we service His Excellency. There’s nothing to be proud about when all we do is give our bodies and make men feel good about themselve

she went away for a while and returned with three rabbits. "What?" "You'll never win by playing fair. How do you think you got missing yesterday. Bitch changed the directions" "How do you know that?" "Same way I know you're a virgin" "How do you even know that!" "You don't want to know" she disappeared again and returned with a deer. "Now for the last one, we have to catch a boar" "We? A boar?" "Yes. A boar. A wild one" "That's risky" "Life is full of risks"

Raven asked. "Me, jealous of her? Why should I be jealous of her? My mother is Madam Lenny. Except for the Queen, she is the most respectable woman in M Country. I am also the Deputy Secretary of External Affairs. She is just an assistant. Why should I be jealous of her?" Yasmine's eyes turned sharp. She poured the wine in the wine glass directly onto Raven and said angrily, "You are the one with bad eyes!"

She was but a stranger. And it wasn’t like she wanted to do that either. She wanted to keep as much distance between them, remembering his harsh words that were almost like a threat now. He could have returned her. He could have kicked her out last night, but instead, he’d placed her in his harem. Maybe it was because his libido and his carnal desire were too strong for his tiny little brain. It would be the first or the last time a man was lead by his penis. Now, what he said last night felt more like a threat.

Her well-shaped butt is pointing at me, shaking as if enticing my honor. Sexual desires seem to be conquering me, wanting to put it into her and slam the fuck out of her soul. But, it seems that Cecil too couldn't bear to watch it further. Soon, she turned her hips the same way. "Allan-sama...Please, have mercy on me..." She too, tempted me with a bewitching expression. Though in sports having a rival to compete with can make someone break the records, it seems it is also the same for erotica. Both are more aggressive than usual.

The sight of her alone, makes me cringe. Why does she even have to live with us? Her husband is a multi-billionaire who owns the 'Crystal syrup' alcohol-producing enterprise and is currently the seventh richest man in New Jersey. This gives her a big head by the way. Why can't they just get their own houses like Summers husband or something? Do they really have to stay here with their ugly attitude? Whilst making my internal complaints, grandma spots me and smiles. "Ah, we're finally complete. "She says although my father and husband are absent.

“Do you…” “No,” I reassured her. “There is nobody else but you.” “But why?...” “Prima,” I continue, “Is a title that means “First Mistress.” Essentially by calling you Prima, I am letting everyone know that you are the highest-ranking member of my harem and my household until I find a wife. A Prima is only second to an official mate or royal wife and often all three will live harmoniously together in service of their kingdom. Since I cannot call you either of those other two titles in public, I am giving you the greatest honor I dare to give you before speaking to my father. As it is, I am sure he wouldn’t approve of this, but if I’m lucky he’ll just assume this is a trick or a farce to irri

Nothing else. Now, I’m seeing that there are more. So much more that he feels. And I’m the recipient of most of them. I don’t think many people have seen him the way I saw him a few nights ago. His body was almost shaking with need. Don’t get too ahead of yourself. The man had a harem. Surely, one of the multiple experienced women has made him lose his mind before. You’re nothing special. I ignored the dark voice in my head that was whispering those things.

"She was... every man's dream woman and one man thought himself lucky to be her beloved but that relationship wasn't meant to be because she'd been destined for another by the gods." "Can I give it a title?" She looked up at him. "Sure." "How about Destined Hearts?" She beamed. "Or… His and Hers?" "Nice. I like it." "Go on." "Unfortunately... Her kingdom has been at war with another one for ages. They were so far gone that no one actually remembered the reason for the war in the first place." He said. "It came to a time when a hunter got carried away on his hunt, crossed the border into enemy territory and killed an animal on that land and he was beheaded."