Harem Hentia Novels & Stories

"Interesting. You want to dig in the dirt instead of wearing fancy clothes and looking pretty?" "There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." "So you don't like sex?" He cut me off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Is he even listening to me? Talking to him is futile. "Most women in the harem are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You need to explore a bit to figure out what you are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dom-sub in my bed?" His stupid, irrelevant question confused me.

"That doesn't suit you at all. You should just go back and put on your warrior suit. Why pretend to be girly now, huh?" I wince and shift nervously. Helena is the pack's future Gamma and is only mean to me. I have no idea why she hates me. There's no way someone like her could be jealous of someone like me. Helena is gorgeous, with brilliantly long, wavy strawberry-blonde hair, bright blue-green eyes, and long creamy legs. She's wearing a bold sleeveless white-and-gold dress that leaves little to the imagination, and her makeup is on point, making her beautiful features pop even more.

" I appreciated her words, I don't know why, but talking to that woman changed something inside me, and something occurred to me. I want a harem for myself and I will have it...

their heads snap towards me, and I see them literally cower in my presence. Ten of them, all women, and by the look of the bite marks on their necks, all claimed by Daniil Volkov - since he’s a Volkov by marriage, he is able to claim multiple women, it seems. I wonder if the redhead was claimed as well. “Sierra was the leader of this disgusting harem,” Thorn growls, Andreas’ anger showing more in his beast than anything else. But I am quite surprised that he’s able to hold back, considering they all had a part to play in this.

I'm not stupid the man was putting on this replica that he surely wasn't aside from the rumors. Me and Olivia were escorted to a club a Friday night, we both dressed casual since that what Christian said we should show up with. The moment we walked In the vip section this man was in a red dress shirt and black jeans. He had a popular model that Flora always envied because her 15 year old body didn't compete with hers. This model was dry humping him as he grabbed her ass and moaned. That wasn't the eerie part. This model's name was Aeriana Godlogks, he kept moaning Hannah's name.

Next day, One of the nurses name Martha Ann came in and as soon as she settled herself Emma and Tina became her eyesore. She thought that Emma and the young woman should move in her furniture when Dr. Shepherd in a letter stated if they had their own furniture they need to bring a couple of people to help them. She was mad as a mad hatter but she still did get a couple of men to move her furniture in. She was also mad because the main security guard also a police detective had a bigger room than hers.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

"You think you can just walk in here and drop a bombshell like that on me and I'll let you walk away? Look, I have a name, a reputation, and an empire to protect. So, you name your price!" "Really?" I asked wide-eyed. "Of course. You... you look like some social media troublemaker. Name your price!" His words left me stunned. "Wow. Just wow. You know, when I first saw you, I thought I had fallen in love with you, or maybe it was the foolish mate bond drawing me to you. But I'm through with this shit now and am opting for a rejection. I, Karla Anderson from the Silver Lake Pack, reject you Alpha Killian Cabello of the Moonshadow Pack as my mate."

she called and we followed behind her at a distance, taking the passageway. There was a red-haired Omega straddling one of the warriors as he groaned and she moaned. He shot me a creepy smile, biting his lips. A cold chill hit me and I immediately looked away. There were many more similar scenes we passed which my eyes tried very hard to avoid. There were some rooms around and you could still hear screams and groans there. Is that all they do here? Have sex? Kia really wasn't exaggerating when she told me this. After walking for a while, deep into the Harem, the deeper we got, the nastier things we saw. Eyes raked us as we passed till we got to a small red-colored tent.

The atmosphere inside the private room was extremely strange. Stacy sat in the main seat, wearing a delicate white dress. Her eyes were red and swollen, making her look undeniably pitiful. Around her sat four top-tier big shots, including Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver. In the center, a man idly twirled a lighter. He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server.