Dark Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

I was fascinated as this dark penis disappeared up my wife’s white anus. Surely, she could not accommodate that entire oiled dark piston. Without hesitation, it continued its inward thrust sinking deeper into Emma’s asshole. Her face was a picture of pure licentious lust. It had a smirk of severe sexual satisfaction. The cock slid out, glistening with lubricant and pumped back in. The dark male arched his back up to get maximum penetration. Emma pushed back in rhythm. The sexual partners were in synchronized rhythm and the hydraulic anal fucking kept time to the drums. In – out – in – out. I could hear the squishing sounds of cock into the hole and the slapping sounds of dark flesh on my whi

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.

Zarek questioned. “Vampires,” Fenrik responded. “Where is Largatha?” The patience in my voice was wearing thin. The door bulged and she came in carrying a bag filled with herbs that smelled like a week of sour milk. “Your Majesty's,” she greeted with a nod. “I don't have time for pleasantries, Largatha,” I growled, indicating my lack of restraints. “What the fuck is wrong with her?” She settled her bag on the floor, brought out white chalks mixed with grey herbs while conducting her blood magic.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

The two families are enemies and they can't collide together. My wife found out you have a stalker who was obessed you, and she made a deal with him. he offers her money to do whatever he says and she oblige. I was aware of her plan but I couldn't stop her because of my greed. He gives you an aphrodisiac drug, you lose your senses and begs for s*x until you're on the edge of losing your sanity. You couldn't get enough of them until the three men lay with you. I was so pained that day the guilt of my wife accepting a bribe from that man shattered you. killing Damon parents you're not he did a hypotonic on you. He tamed you as the killer but he was the one who put the dagger inside of them. Da

Marc held out his arms and waited. Darren sighed. "I'm sorry, honey, but Marc's right. I need to recuperate a little. Don't be scared. I know he's not as good-looking as me, and smells like a pregnant doe right now, but he's harmless. And I'll be right beside you." "Next time I get to wear the raccoon piss while you wear the aroma of pregnant prey." "He who sprays gets first choice," Darren taunted. To her surprise, he pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead before he handed her over.

I’m taking down my At a Loose End profile after Tomás tonight, so Friday seems like a great idea. Harper Ward: You give some good notice. Yes, I’d love to have dinner with you on Friday. Damien Blackwood: All right. Pick you up at 7:00 PM. I’ll send a dress. Have fun with Tomás tonight. My jaw drops. Harper Ward: STALKER!!! Damien Blackwood: You love it. The truth is, I kind of do. He isn’t a creeper, just a man who likes to be in-the-know.

The pompous prince of Shadowers; Kai, the prince of Paradisia; Kaleb, and the arrogant prince of Zandaya; Xavier. Worse still, she becomes their roommate. Natasha soon discovers that the Dark Realm Royal Academy isn't all it seems, and to survive she must join hands with her enemies. This is an enemies-with-benefits reverse harem story, and the second book of The Kings of Vermont Series. It can be read as a standalone. Here's a sneak peek of the book below. Chapter One. Natasha Loud music poured out from the speakers placed at specific positions around the bar. “A glass of Black Martini, please,” I said to the bartender with a flirtatious smile. He smiled back, his gaze slipping down my face

I said before striding into the harem's first floor. "Alright, boss," came Rosa's calm response. I shifted my gaze and gestured for Damon to follow me. As we walked into the lobby, Damon gasped. "Wow! What a fascinating view, all these pretty young women here. I've heard so much about this Dark Realm Harem, but I haven't been here before. It's tempting," he said, but I didn't smile at his joke. I had important business to handle, and I didn't have time to chat with a cop, even if he was my brother. His major objective was finding concrete evidence to throw me behind bars.

He reached down and gripped a fistful of Elias’s soft dark hair, tilting his head back. “Take it out.” Elias’s fingers trembled as he reached up and unbuckled Damien’s belt. The metallic sound felt deafening. He pulled the zipper down and freed Damien’s thick, heavy cock. It was already hard, flushed dark, and intimidatingly big up close. The head glistened with precum. Damien didn’t wait. He gripped Elias’s hair tighter and pushed forward, rubbing the head of his cock across Elias’s parted lips, smearing precum over them.