Harem Men Novels & Stories

Chapter 5. Homewreckers The dinner went well—or so I supposed. I was finally able to get to know the other staff working in the house. Aside from Nhea and Ansel, there was Lila, one of the maids, Ester who served as the head cook, Justin, Susan, and Karla. Most of them looked like they were in their early twenties, except for Ansel and Ester who were probably in their early thirties and forties respectively.

"That's not possible. I'm a man. Men don't..." "Omegas do. Male omegas produce slick when they're aroused. When they're near their Alpha. When their body wants to be claimed." Daemon's fingers circled his entrance through the fabric, and Kai whimpered. "And you're producing so much. Your body is desperate for me." "Please..."

“I still go crazy sometimes… but it’s a good kind of crazy. Knowing you have them to protect you when I can’t… it calms me.” Zedekiah approached and knelt in front of me, holding my hand. “I’m the one who needs you the most,” he confessed, a rare moment of vulnerability. “You’re the only one who can tame what I am. The others help me not to suffocate you.” Lohan winked at me. “And I’m the one who makes everyone laugh so they don’t lose it. Someone has to bring lightness to this harem of possessive mobsters.” Noah closed his book and smiled softly.

I tilted my head and flashed the camera an innocent, saccharine smile. "Honey, you're back! I helped you hit your goals tonight. Bruce just gave another ten gifts!" Bruce smacked a kiss on my shoulder, then glanced over at Jake. "Hey Jake, your wife is seriously slutty. Just think of tonight's donations as my tip to you for your trouble." Jake's fists clenched tight. His teeth ground together audibly, the muscles in his cheek twitching. The chat feed was full of mockery. [The cuckold's back!] [This guy can really take it.]

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.

"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.

"It's like us but we're not. You mean it literally. That's the safest thing that we can get. We can't have a relationship like the others. You have an image to protect. You already broke the law for your harem—" "I can always put my harem back, Alessia, but there will be no other woman in my harem but you. You alone, you'll be woman and my concubine—" "Harem? How can it be a harem if there's only one woman there?" I raised my eyebrows at what he said. Harem with only one woman? I think that's wrong. I saw that Elijah grinned mischievously. "Why? You are more than hundreds of women. I was never satisfied before—because they are not you—"

Her soft moan made me groan, and I jammed my hand down my pants to wrap it around my shaft as I closed my eyes. Every little noise she made took me back to the moment I was the one buried deep inside of her. I wanted to be the one with my hands wrapped around her throat. I let out a shaky breath as I drew her scent in deep. The Goddess may have made a mistake by letting Tawnie exist, but damn, did I not enjoy that she was alive. Right before I came, I yanked my hand out of my pants, readjusting my erection before shoving both of them into my pockets. She didn’t get to bring me to completion. Not again. That was what my harem was for. One woman wasn’t enough. Not even if that woman was Tawnie

"Because you will become the target of jealousy. The concubines will torn you apart if they did not like you There shouldn't be jealousy in the Harem, but well... A woman's heart can't help but feel jealousy." The Harem was nothing as I imagined. I always imagined that there were hundreds of beautiful women waiting to accompany the King or Prince in bed, and they wore revealing clothes and learned to dance. It wasn't like that. A harem was a "lady's castle." Only women live here. Men are forbidden. And the purpose of the Harem was to produce the members of the royal family. There were not hundreds of concubines, as people say. The King only had 39 concubines, while the Prince had 11, includi

"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