Harem Movies Novels & Stories

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.

AURORA The loud echo of the door slamming against the wall sent a ripple shock through the harem. Every movement halted, conversations ceased, and all eyes turned to us. Damon yanked aside the red silk curtain with a violent tug, revealing more naked women scattered across the plush beds. Immediately they dropped into submissive bows, their heads low in reverence to their king. He walked towards one of the beds where one woman bowed, her breast was fully on display. Damon didn’t glance at her.

It was funny thinking how he would handle the situation. I swept my tail against the dark icy floor. Once I read in a book that a man with more than one female partner living together was rare on land. Humans had many definitions for these things. One common idea was that multiple women could be considered a harem. Others referred to this as polygamy. A throuple was not far behind. Most land males often thought themselves lucky if they learned anyone had these. It was so astonishing.

Hetha looked the most human out of all of our squad, with her curly red hair and freckles, her ears were easy to hide, and the hourglass frame and green eyes could be traits of any mortal around. “You and I both know that hiding our wings is second nature, we only show them when we need them.” She paused, “I am sorry that we didn’t run it by you first.” She added, sensing my anger.” “While the Berserkers are trying to get information from the target, we will use this downtime to train.” Hestia groaned, “Oh, come on, can’t we have fun for once? All we ever do is train and missions.” “And because of that, we have never been unsuccessful in a mission.” I pointed out.

Where had the flowery and perfumed disposition gone, the charming sparkle in her voice and dainty, pink-lipped smile that could put any courtesan in the Quarter Rouge to shame? “I don’t…” “When I said I could read feelings, I meant it,” said the woman. “It’s a skill I’ve mastered as I grew, and it’s not just the sweet feelings I can read. It’s all rright, I’m used to it. Harem girls, we’re not worth much more than moments of fleeting pleasure for the guests we entertain. I mean, it’s not like the Emperor ever comes to see any of us, so we can’t even boast that we service His Excellency. There’s nothing to be proud about when all we do is give our bodies and make men feel good about themselve

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.

"What's reverse harem?" "Many men sharing a single woman, instead of one man having many wives and concubines. It kind of negates the biological and physiological deficiencies of male reproduction." "Hence why lesbianism is preferable to women than heterosexuality," Brianna stated matter of factly. "If you don't love cock, Mistress," Marcia stated, just as certainly. "And these romance novels were the only source of your understanding of dominance/submission and sex slavery?" Sam asked. "I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel."

Silver: “Any girl who steps into this place automatically becomes a harem girl. We don't ask what crimes they committed, so we don't segregate,” the matron argued, giving the younger woman who had brought me in, a wary look. I squinted in confusion, wondering what crimes had to do with being in a harem. If this was some sort of substitute for prison, then it was way worse than I thought. However, I couldn't imagine any of the beautiful, innocent-looking girls committing crimes that would sentence them to a lifetime of pleasing men.

"If you don't want to die, don't get in the way." Harem's subordinates exchanged glances, beginning to feel fear of Conal's threat. They started to panic; however, Harem came out from the main house leading an army to surround the four of them. Harem officially confronts Conal when he learns that Conal is not an immortal werewolf. Behind him was Louis, who looked at Conal with indignant eyes. Loud noises woke up many werewolves around here. They didn't know what was going on and gathered more and more. Harem thought that Conal still didn't know anything, so he led the people around him by the nose; he said:

“As your wife, it would be incredibly disrespectful and purposefully hurtful for you to still require the services of a harem,” Annabelle says. “As such, I expect you to entirely dissolve your harem, releasing all of the girls – including Harper.” Caleb’s annoyance intensifies the longer Annabelle spoke. Who is she to make these kinds of demands upon him? His harem is a symbol of his power. Not all of the women within in were brought in solely for the use of his personal pleasure. The presence of certain women helped solidify a better relationship between the packs. To remove those women now would be an insult to the packs that entrusted Caleb with their care.