Harem Lemon Novels & Stories

he shot back, voice low, dangerous, “you say it to me.” I froze completely. His wife?did he just call me his wife? “Your wife…?” Aedric stuttered, shock written across his face. Kaelen’s lips curved in a slow, wicked smile. “She’s part of my harem, so she’s mine.” The words hit me like a punch. Harem… mine… My cheeks heated instantly, a mix of embarrassment, fury, and burning desire inside me. “You bastard!” Aedric’s voice cracked with anger. “You… you did what?”

The others closed in. Jamal stepped up beside Harper, stroking himself while she bobbed on Devin. She reached out, wrapped her fingers around Jamal’s length, long, curved, and jerked him in time with her sucking. Another player, offensive lineman Bryce, moved behind her, yanked her shorts and thong down in one motion, and buried his face between her ass cheeks. Harper moaned around Devin’s cock; the vibration made him curse.

It landed everywhere. The smell was strong, deeply repulsing and yet... there was a wrong thrill. I kept my eyes shut tight, squeezing them like that could make it all disappear. My thoughts, my feelings, the humiliation. Everything. Leo did not stop until he spurted out all his seeds, and while my eyes remained shut, he grabbed my hair suddenly, fingers twisting deep at the roots. He yanked hard, and the pain shot sharp across my scalp, burning like fire. "Open your eyes, Sarah," he whispered hoarsely, breath hot against my ear. "See what a good cum bucket you have become."

For some reason, Nate was able to get me off with his fingers but I couldn’t with my own. When I’d finished my shower, I put on my pajamas which consisted of some very short shorts and a tank top. As I was getting dressed, I looked at my butt in the mirror and saw that it was red. I could even make out what looked like a handprint. I left the bathroom and walked down the hall towards our room. As I was walking past one of the doors I heard what sounded a lot like moaning. Curiosity getting the better of me, I snuck up to the door and held my ear up against it. “Oh yeah babe.” I heard a man say. I heard some other noises but couldn’t really make up what it was. I pressed my ear closer to the

he said, pulling out a small pouch and handing it to me. As I unwrapped a piece and popped it into my mouth, the familiar tang of lemon exploded on my tongue. It tasted… like him. Like his lips, always faintly scented with lemon, intoxicatingly sweet. The memory of our kisses, the taste of his skin flooded back, igniting a fire within me and a canal desire. Heat suddenly surged through me, and I could feel my chest tightening. Fuck! How can lemon candies turn me on now? I’m slowly getting crazy.

Fati rolls her eyes again but grabs her stuff and goes into the bathroom with her mother. Hakeem and Gael sit on the edge of the bed as I move over and put on deodorant and a pheromone cologne that Fati says enhances my natural scent to the point of distraction. And if I can’t fuck my mate right now, then I’m going to rile her up so much that the second that the ceremony is over, I can take her into a storage closet and fuck the hell out of her. “How are you feeling about being a lune?” Hakeem asks as I go to the closet to put my dress shirt on.

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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.

Both Hakeem and I groan and I pull myself from my pants, stroking roughly up and down my length. She slowly, agonizingly slowly, licks the caramel from his skin, his moans echoing throughout the room and the hallway. I pull my shirt off. I pinch and twist one of a nipple as I continue to jerk myself off. Once she’s finished, she starts to work him with her mouth, pushing her lips all the way down to the base of him. “Sweet Selene, Merry. That feels insane!” Hakeem’s hands are fisted in her hair and he moves her head up and down his rabo.

Jocelyn "Sorry I'm late," I apologized to Vince as I scurried into the office. His knowing smirk made me blush harder. "I figured you would be late. Riley ... Has a specific kink." His voice dropped to a whisper, so no other ears could hear. "Oh?" "Edging."