Harem Novelas e Histórias

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.

Hikari was so weird with it and then he just keeps following Aimi to where did she want to go. On the way to the location, the place that they were walking was where did a beautiful memory of Hikari happen there. When looking at it, Hikari just started to remind everything that happened there. But he was the only one who feels the pain there. Is it was Akaru or Ageru plan to make Aimi brings him there? Hikari started to thinking about it. Hikari saw that there were people that look like they were waiting for them. So he asks Aimi about it. Aimi didn't answer it but she just grabs both Hikari and Ayasa along there. Hikari was so shocked when he saw that Ageru, Akaru, and the rest of Hitaku w

That was precisely what a harem is meant for. "What do you mean by you think he sleeps with her?" I asked, and She smiled. "I know it says harem, but they never touch us. The Alpha, Beta and Gamma don't sleep with us. We are hopeful it will happen one day, but it doesn't. We just keep them company, throw parties and all the fun stuff except sex, of course, that's all," Katya said, and that was interesting. I looked at Avery and smiled because I guess the Beta had broken his personal code with her. Her cheeks coloured, knowing what I was thinking.

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?”

Because the woman I want to be buried in has made it her sole purpose to drag me to the brink of insanity. She knew I couldn’t have her against her will. I was many things, that was for sure. But I wasn’t a rapist. A little part of me wanted to storm down to the harem and have any of my whores. But I did not want any of them. All I want is her. The heat moon is set to hit the skies a few nights from now. It was a night of lust and absolute chaos. A night without rules or control. It was due to the heat moon that I even created the harem in the first place. The first time the sinful moon manifested its powers on me, I went on a f

The few women here had some years on them, but even then Ivy was fairly certain she was one of the oldest. Crap. She had to land this gig, and this was her competition? What if she didn't make the cut? What was a modern harem, anyway? How did it work? The recruiter's pitch had been vague enough. Travel the world. Spend time with a rich man and his friends. Enjoy his generosity. Reading through the lines wasn't all that difficult. Could she do this? Diha had given her the tools to ensure she wouldn't have to actually sleep with anyone-if she was prepared. But what if she wasn't? What then?

He kissed me hungrily, buried himself deep inside me, and held my trembling body tightly to him. When I felt his hot sperm flooding my womb, I lifted my dilated eyes up to look at him. “I've never been happier for a creampie,” I said with a satisfied smile. Henri chuckled. “If it works, you will get more.” I laughed at his suggestive tone and attempted to shift him off. But then, I caught sight of several people standing a short distance away from the Bentley, their eyes locked onto us. “Henri,” I called out sharply, my breath caught in my throat as I noticed Rahl, Alexander, the woman performing the ritual, and many more.

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They looked like they were trying to kiss but something was keeping them from doing so. It seemed ironic that Layla would be reading a romance novel when she seemed like the last person on earth who wanted to fall in love. It was also ironic that she was stuck in a harem for a man that seemed revolted by affection. Rebecca looked away. She went to rub her face to alleviate some of the burning, but she remembered she was wearing makeup just before she was about to mess up Yasmine’s hard work. She lowered her hand and clenched the dress’s fabric in her fists.

“God, straight boys are useless.” Ivy turned her head to look at her. “You say that like you know better.” Harper shrugged, nonchalant. “Because I do.” “You’ve never had a guy?” “I’ve had both.” She smiled slowly. “But only girls ever made me come so hard I forgot my name.” The air stilled. Ivy’s stomach fluttered, and she hated that it did. “I don’t think I’ve ever had that.” Harper tilted her head. “You’ve never come hard?”