Best Reverse Harems Novels & Stories

I asked. “There’s no rush. No one will be home for a while,” he said. Nate ended up making love to me for over an hour. He showed me every position imaginable. Just when I thought I discovered my favorite position, he would switch things up and I would end up having another orgasm. I think I liked being on top the most. I loved being able to kiss him while bouncing up and down on him, feeling his penis all the way to my ribs. I also loved how Nate’s large hands moved all over my body. When I was on top he would caress my breasts before pulling me down and rubbing my back and down to my butt. I’m pretty sure Nate preferred fucking me from behind. He must have told me he loved my ass a dozen t

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"How convenient. The Forced Fighting Ring belonged to him, but the Berserker Bloodline belongs to me. You are coming with us, Elara. And your little anchor of boys is useless now." The Queen of the rival Pack had arrived, exposing her role in the power vacuum and claiming Elara's Berserker power for herself. Could the newly-formed Reverse Harem—now without their strategic leader Rhys, who was still focused on securing the evidence—fight off an entire squad of armed, hostile Ravens, and prevent Elara from becoming the ultimate prize in the inter-Pack war?

he replied, "a harem of men, called a reverse harem in the books she used to read." "Julia, you're far stranger than I ever gave you credit for." "I'll attempt to explain that to you while Master is getting ready for supper with your parents." "A hint meant for me, no doubt," Master said. Master left to shower. I wondered if he'd return naked or be uncomfortable in front of his sister. She looked at me expectantly. "It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent."

They looked for women who had luscious breasts and plump butts. They were, after all, elected to become sex workers, so of course they would want the sexiest ones they could find. It didn't matter if the female or females that were picked wanted to join the harem or not, if they gave trouble, if they declined to follow the lycan kings order, she would bring terrible turmoil to her pack. “Our daughter Willow would be the best candidate for you to check out first,” my stepmother's sudden words broke me out of my thoughts as I stared at her.

She whispers. My mother is a saint and way too good for my father, but she came with him here and provided him with two children. He got his heir and a princess. A princess that was sold to another pack two years ago. Females born in the packs don’t often remain in their original packs. Just like the hunt there is an event where all the females are paraded around and chosen by the packs for the traits they can bring. “I’ll call you.” I tell my mom when she finally lets me go.

“A what?” Keilor shook his head slowly. “She could be nothing else. I’m certain of it.” Jayems swore and got to his feet, pacing with barely controlled frustration. Charmers possessed a special pheromone, a mutation on the human norm. It had little effect on human men but caused the Haunt males, with their more sensitive noses, to become their mindless slaves.

Tara cums hard with her pussy milking me tightly but I manage to hold back my own release once more. Lena takes her turn next in missionary position with her legs spread wide for me to pound into her relentlessly, my balls slapping against her with every thrust. Mia and Tara kiss each other deeply while fingering one another's pussies nearby. Lena claws at my back. “Fuck me harder like a slut,” she moans breathlessly. I dive into her sweat drips from our bodies until she cums around my cock. They all reach orgasms in the frenzy, but I hold mine back obediently as the van finally stops in front of a dark house, where they dress quickly.

“You know my new weapon?” “Oh, I know him all too well,” Direken replies, a dangerous smirk twisting his mouth. “He once belonged to my kingdom, but he defected to that hedonistic kingdom of Altinna. He’s part of the princess’s disgusting harem.” I should have seen this coming, should have realized that Direken would have shown up here. I curse the holes in my Sight, my arrogance in thinking Direken would go back to Ambrosia. I should have anticipated his alliance with the Oceanans.

After intense discussion, they reached a compromise: I could accept the offer, but four senior Harem members would accompany me as “protection,” and Liam would have full real-time video access to watch everything. The weekend at Harrington’s mansion became one of the most luxurious, psychologically intense, and sexually overwhelming experiences of my entire life. The mansion was breathtaking — ocean views, private beach, multiple playrooms equipped with every toy and restraint imaginable. Harrington and his associates were experienced, dominant, and ruthless in their desires. They treated me like expensive, exclusive property. From the moment I arrived, they pushed me harder than the Harem e