Dark Reverse Harem Novels & Stories

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.

he introduces next, letting me meet the only other girl in the room whose beauty was so intense it nearly left me breathless. With long straight blood red hair and striking silver eyes that lit up the dark makeup around them, I took in every inch of her perfectly shaped face. Her black painted lips quickly pulling into a seductive smirk as she caught my gaze lingering, and I couldn't help but give her the same smirk in return. "Damian." Beau continues, introducing another man with the same build as him but with opposite features. Damian, unlike Beau, was covered in tattoos with pitch black hair and dark red eyes, that made me feel a mixture of both intrigue yet unsettled. Crimson's eyes were

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th

I'm too boring and in a world full of passion, people like me would only be a last resort. "H-how do I create an account?" I unconsciously blurted out a question so extreme I almost couldn't believe I was actually asking it. Jake stopped walking and turned to me. My eyes once again fell on his erotic underwear, which clearly displayed the outline of his big dick. It was already quite large, even though it wasn't erect. A handsome man with a muscular body and a massive dick like his would undoubtedly be very popular online. "Are you serious? What are you trying to show me? That sad, gloomy face of yours?"

I breathed. Rita stood up, still completely naked from our morning fuck, cum from last night still dried on her thighs. She walked straight to the door and opened it. The twelve rogues stood there, towering and feral. Their leader — the scarred one with silver eyes from last night — stepped forward with a dark grin. “You two sluts really thought you could hide after smelling like rogue cum all night?”

His fingers drummed slowly across my clitoris and I wanted to cry I was so close. “Please.” “Oh, you will, Amelia. Color?” Marcus asked with a low moan, he leaned over and undid Louis’ slacks stroking our mate’s hard dick with a quick flick of his wrist. I heard the rustling of clothing and looked over at Sin, I could feel the pulsing energy surrounding him as he shed his clothing stalking towards the bed. “Green,” I may have needed to come, but I knew we wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon and I really didn't want to.

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.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

The garage got dim and hot, the air thick with motor oil, dust, and the sweat building between their bodies. Eli’s shorts hit the floor fast, followed by Dominic’s belt, his cock already hard and leaking as he pushed it against Eli’s thigh. “No time,” Dominic hissed as he spun him around, hands spreading Eli’s thighs as he shoved him forward against the nearest workbench. The surface was rough beneath Eli’s palms, but he didn’t care. Dominic spat into his hand again, stroked himself, then lined up behind him, no teasing this time.

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.