Harem Of Woman Novels & Stories

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

"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.

But now, on that sofa, I saw my husband making love passionately with a half-naked woman. God, am I fulfilling karma? Have you answered that poor woman's prayers and vows? Is this how it feels to watch your husband make love to another woman right before your eyes? "Nina?" Simon said my name after he realized I was standing a few steps in front of him, staring blankly and feeling empty. "Simon? What-" The woman he was making out with called out frantically after she also realized the man's wife had returned home and seen what they had done. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It felt so heavy, and if it were still appropriate for me to cry and scream, I would have loved to.

I repeated, and she nodded. "Sure, share her. Like the one thing I read in history class." She stayed silent for a few seconds before continuing. "Back then, men had harems. In which a single man would have several wives. It would be a reverse harem in your case, as there are four men and one woman." Her words made me shake my head, but then my mind started to wander. "I mean it wouldn't be so bad— you guys have shared things before..." She stopped talking.

It sat in a raised stone-well and was large enough to at least be six-foot deep and perhaps three times that size across. If she didn't know better, she would have guessed that this was some sort of harem room. Something she had only ever heard about or read about. Charlotte was aware that there were some vampires that enjoyed keeping things like this, just as there were humans who signed up to be part of a harem. But if this was a true harem, where the servants weren't technically employed, then she would have to guess that all the women that occupied this space were vampires. "Girls, come over here!" Rimidal's voice boomed throughout the large room.

Now I'm getting nervous because of how intensely she’s looking at me. “I’m just… you know…” she shrugs her shoulders and pouts her lips. “Surprised to see a Harem girl here. They always choose other activities to engage themselves with.” “Ah… I see.” I’m not even surprised by that revelation. None of those Harem girls look like girls who want to get involved with any form of physical exercise. They are obsessed with looking pretty in order to seduce as many men as they can and I find that really pathetic.

Although she knows why Alaric was with her in the first place, the very thought that she got to experience some passion with Alaric was making her jealous. “His lover, eh?” Mariah asked. “Aye, my lady. You see, t’s normal for the noble males to have a harem of women, and they could have as many number as they want. However, the women are always allowed to move around and do whatever they want, just in case they should find their mates. Once they do, the noble male they are with settles them by paying their dowry. T’s expected for the males to have the harem because they are to gather experiences in order to satisfy their mate,” Elena explained.

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

“Tonight we’re offering you the Harem Contract. If you sign it, you officially become our shared Gangbang Princess. You belong to all of us. We will use you regularly — sometimes small groups, sometimes much larger ones. Your holes will be trained, stretched, and filled on a consistent basis. You will be worshipped, used, and cared for. In return, you give us complete freedom to claim every part of you whenever we want.” The room was silent except for my heavy breathing. Twelve men watched me intently, cocks still semi-hard, waiting for my answer. I sat up slowly, cum dripping from my body, and took the folder with shaking hands.

I humoured her and smiled back. "Here," she said, handing me a very long list of female humans and wolves' names. "Who are these?" I asked her, and she smiled. "Applicants to be in the harem for the party." She said, and I smiled at her. "I do not pay for things like that," I said, shoving it away, and she smiled.