Harem End Novels & Stories

Hell Marriage Chapter 24: Mated Alaina's POV I smiled satisfyingly as I heard Nicholas Scream the word stop, now the bitch will finally die and will be out of my hair forever, from the fear I heard in his voice it seems Connor killed her already, well that's.... Great!.

Anger, pure anger was written all over her face. "I'm not a slut, neither do I look like some possession from an Harem. I know my worth and I have my reasons for agreeing to have sex with you for two nights. I've endured the first night, but for tonight I won't be able to endure, a doggy style! Really? Do I really look like a sex object to you?" She barked out angrily. "I'm kind of shocked you know what an Harem is, have you ever been to one? No, I doubt that, but how do you know about Harems." I asked, raising my eyebrows up.

Jamal began. "Thank you for thinking about our safety," one of the women spoke on behalf of the others. "But from today onward, this harem ceased to exist. I want everyone to pack their things and return to their family. If there is a man any of you like, I assure you that you are free to get married to him," Jamal finished. "Has anyone from the harem done something wrong, Sultan?" the lady spoke up on the behalf of others again. "Not at all," Jamal assured them. "I just want one woman," he told them and looked at Roksolana.

He knew that doing this meant betraying Willow, so he kept it hidden from her. In the beginning, he still felt guilty, but as the happiness he gained from his affair grew, the happiness outweighed the guilt, and he chose the other woman. When all his lies fell apart, they had an ugly fight. They insulted and fought against each other so badly that their home no longer felt like one. In the end, they even swore that they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. They got a divorce last month. As the villainess of the story, my mother was insanely obsessive.

Clara froze for a moment before she realized what I had said. She looked at me in disbelief. “You’re breaking up with me? How far are you planning to go with this?” she asked. A trace of anxiety crept into her tone. “You weren’t always this unreasonable. Why now?” She genuinely seemed unable to understand why I wanted to end things. I spoke calmly, just as she had once been. “I won’t interfere while you and Ethan hook up with each other. Isn’t that better?”

“I….I saw you…last night. With…in Daniel’s room.” Uncle Oliver started laughing uncontrollably. I don’t know what he found so funny. “Oh my, I thought I saw the door open.” “Why are you laughing? You were cheating, or…she was cheating, on your brother.” Oliver laughed again, “Oh, Sarah. It’s not what you think. Daniel and Suzanne have a different kind of marriage than most. You see, they only consider penetration as sex. So, what you saw me and her doing, well, that was with Daniels’ consent.”

I was dying from where I stood as they continue to tear me apart while my stepbrothers seemed to relish in it because it was their plan all along. “This is why humans shouldn’t be in pack houses. They don’t understand boundaries or understand what’s appropriate.” Tristan said to the crowd like I wasn’t even there. I couldn’t meet their eyes or any other person’s. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole right now. They wanted this to happen for reasons I don’t even understand. Why are they doing this? But the better question is. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME? “Yeah, getting turned on must be her way of saying thanks.” Azriel grinned.

At least, I should be glad. “Someday he’ll replace the entire harem,” Leah says. “When he finally takes on a mate and has an official union.” She taps her chin as if thinking. “What will happen to the lot of you when the harem is disbanded, I wonder? Will he send you to the coliseum, to have a final use for you? Or will he just kill you outright?” She seems to be enjoying the potential possibilities. “I suppose, in the end, he will probably leave the question up to his Queen,” she says, drilling in the final nail of my coffin.

Well, until Archer tells me to keep it quiet because we’re not alone in the house anymore. I nod, eyes falling shut. I angle my hips up, and Archer’s cock rubs against my G-spot. I’m close to coming again, but also starting to get a little sore, thanks to pregnancy hormones no doubt. I move against Archer, helping myself out, and clamp a hand over my mouth as I come. Archer pushes in deep, turning his head down and biting my neck as he finishes. My inner walls contract around his cock, and he lets out a groan, muffled by my hair.

"It's a complicated family situation, but she is definitely the heiress." Tracy snorted, pulling out her phone and dialing my father on the speaker. "Mr. Hartman, heard you've got a new daughter named Carrie, who is shacking up with Alva's husband and helping him bully her?" Joseph Hartman's voice boomed through the phone, shocked and furious. "Tracy? What nonsense is this? I've only got one daughter. Who is spreading lies about me? I don't know any Carrie. Where are you? I'm on my way."