Endless Happy Harem Novels & Stories

As the fireworks exploded in the sky, filling it with color, Benjamin lifted Jennifer into his arms bridal-style. This sight made Hector's excitement peak. He shouted, "The ceremony is complete. Let us watch as the happy couple enter their room to consummate the marriage!" A suffocating loneliness washed over me as I watched everything play out. It deafened me to the noise and celebrations before me. I pulled out my phone and called Hector. He'd once swore he would always be on my side, but he rejected my call after glancing at the caller ID. I didn't stop there. I called Benjamin next. His expression turned frosty when he saw the caller ID. He wanted to reject the call but impatiently answe

Beside him, Vanessa looked down at me, eyes glinting with triumph, her smirk filled with condescension. Karen, exhausted from hurling insults, tossed the wooden ruler aside and collapsed onto the sofa with a frustrated sigh. "If only I’d held firm against Mother’s wishes and never agreed to your marriage! Now look at this mess—bringing a cursed wretch into our family was the worst decision we ever made!" I let out a bitter laugh as I sat on the cold floor. I had endured too much heartbreak in this house—Grandma’s passing, Lucas’s affairs, and in five years, I had lost five children…

I asked, voice soft but clear enough for both of them to hear. Amanda’s eyes were glassy, cheeks burning. She nodded once, frantic, even as humiliation and arousal warred across her face. I smiled. “Then let’s make this a threesome.” I glanced at Hannah, who was still frozen in the doorway, and then back at Amanda. “It’s going to be the best of your life. Trust me.” Silence slammed into the room. Amanda’s mouth opened, then closed. A visible shiver ran through her entire body.

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.

We came together trembling against the wall, my pussy spasming wildly around his thick cock as waves of intense pleasure crashed through me. I cried out his name, body shaking uncontrollably while he groaned loud and pumped me full of hot, thick cum, pulse after pulse flooding deep inside my cunt. The rush left us both breathing hard, bodies locked together as the last tremors faded. As we finished, still trembling and joined, the front door opened early downstairs. Heavy footsteps followed and the renovation foreman called out loudly, “Hello? Anyone home? I need to discuss some changes to the plans right now.” We froze, Ryan’s cock still buried inside my cum-filled pussy, hearts pounding as

And as they lay together afterward on the silk-covered platform, bodies entwined and covered in sweat, milk, and cum, Raven traced the diamond collar around her throat and smiled peacefully. “This is my real wedding,” she whispered. “The only one that matters.” Damien kissed the top of her head, his hand possessively rubbing her cum-filled pussy. “And it will be renewed every single year… until death do us part.” Their empire continued to grow. Their children continued to thrive. But at the center of everything the true eternal flame was this: A King and his perfectly broken, perfectly happy, eternally collared whore.

The coworker answered vaguely, "Someone who was trapped by love... "Just throw it away. It's bad luck." The young nurse nodded, still slightly confused. Then she casually tossed the letter into the trash. A breeze drifted in from somewhere unknown and lifted the paper. On it was only a single sentence. [Liam, Ava, if there's another life, can it be my turn to love you?]

] But just as his thumb was going to hit send, he pulled back at the last minute. He asked himself what exactly he was doing. Why he was concerned about the fuck buddy who had been discarded by him? A sudden, inexplicable sense of self-loathing washed over him. His thumb moved swiftly, deleting the drafted message as if he were trying to erase his own momentary lapse in sanity. After reuniting with Elara, Vincent strived to play the role of a perfect boyfriend. He took her to dinners, took her on dates, and attended all the necessary high-society galas. However, only he knew that beneath the perfect life lay nothing but monotony.

Pleasure, pain, lust, regret, possession, tenderness, and all of our emotions clashed together in a chaotic rush as they struggled to find balance until it blended into something overwhelming and perfect. We finally pulled back, licking the puncture wounds clean with slow, reverent strokes of our tongues. Both of us were trembling, breathless, and utterly claimed. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, pulling him even closer. Kane nuzzled into my ear, voice hoarse but soft. “Mine.”

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