Novel & Cerita Harem X Male Reader

I sat down on the throne before Maric blackwood came forward again and said "I think we all know the first and most important step for our queen here to take. Queen Aurora of Eldrador needs to choose her partners." Yes, you heard that right. In Eldrador, as well as many other kingdoms across the oceans, when a woman becomes queen, she is entitled to choose four men to be her husbands. This was because these four men must complete the four elements ( earth, spirit, water and sword) In ancient history, the union of these four noble men would form a sacred bond and ensure the kingdom's prosperity. These men would be hand picked by me at a traditional event where these men from four different pa

“Yes, of course. I do!” Damon moved first, hovering over me, to position his already throbbing length to my entrance. He slammed into me, slaps of skin on skin echoing in the safe room. Then, Julian followed after, pumping in and out. Then, Christian flipped me around, having me in all fours and slamming into me. This was my new life and I couldn't be so lucky to be this blessed with three huge dicks at once.

The sudden silence in the room is only broken by my wet foot falls as I continue to pace. “This can’t be happening,” I say to myself. “Buckle up, bud. It’s happening,” Xander says. “I’m a Gamma. I have to be mated to a woman. I have to have an heir,” I say before turning back to Xander. “I can’t have a male mate.” “Wait a second. Aren’t you gay?” Xander asks.

"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 finally completed my statement, my voice a bit firmer, and he raised his eyes, releasing a deep breath. He tossed the document onto the sofa and took slow, deliberate steps over to me, something dark flashing in his eyes. His clenched fists, tight jaw, and brooding eyes, it was obvious that he was trying to hold back, and it did nothing but arouse me. Every step he took sent shivers down my spine, spiking my excitement and making my pussy drip juices that soaked my panties. The tension was thin, our lust was thick, and even though I hadn't put in an effort not to, I found myself craving for the man that I've been told to avoid.. a man rumored to be a heartless killer.

She was suffering and it was our fault and now we were making it worse. “Does it make you uncomfortable, Blue?” Tristan asked, his fingers on her jaw. I saw her pupils dilate then her body swayed toward his touch even as her mind screamed to run. Something was reacting to all three of us at the same time which should NOT be possible. Shared mates were almost unheard of and human mates for Alpha bloods? Never been heard of. A human mate for THREE alpha-blood wolves? The Moon Goddess wouldn’t be that cruel. But I felt something every time I touched her. That click of rightness like finding something I didn’t know I was missing.

Then why did he feel strange? “Is Milord also judging me?” asked Harriet with seductive eyes. Liam turned to her with equally seductive eyes. He took the novel from in front of Harriet and read it, saying, "Right, I'm judging you." The man started turning the book to the back part, looking for lewd scenes elsewhere in the book and finally found something quickly. He ignored Harriet's astonished look and pointed to the scene he had found in the middle of the book. It was a sex scene between the two main characters when the woman was pregnant. The male lead couldn't be too harsh and refused penetration because his partner was pregnant, but Liam who read the scene found the kissing part very ex

The water they stood in was gray and dirty. But my amber eyes locked onto two men standing far away from the work line. They were hidden deep in the dark shadows near a large, thick rock pillar. One of the men was Barek. His thick right arm was wrapped tightly in dirty, bloody white rags. Kaelen had snapped his bone perfectly in half when he broke the wooden club yesterday. Barek’s ugly, scarred face was twisted into a dark mask of pure, violent hatred. The man standing next to Barek was much worse.

Arsen pressed into me from the front, hips nudging, lips brushing my jaw, whispering possessive, husky promises that made me tremble. Hours stretched. Their desire, attention, love enveloped me, a warm tide washing over every inch of me. Each man alternated, overlapped, teasing, claiming, worshiping, grounding, adoring. I gasped, trembled, laughed, shivered, letting every nerve ending ignite. Nikolai’s strength held me steady while Nadei’s playful teasing coaxed surrender. Nial’s calm, deliberate movements grounded me even as Arsen whispered words that made my chest ache and burn.

She grabs the giant by his collar, pulling him down for another loud, messy kiss right in front of us, before dragging him down the hall toward another room. Once they are out of earshot, Arlo exhales shakily. "That was...intense. I think that guy is the Thor Awakener. The God of Thunder." I watch their retreating backs, a sudden memory unlocking in my brain. Right. The Plot. This world is rigged for a 'Gary Stu' protagonist. The script is painfully simple: every strong man here will eventually die as a stepping stone, and every pretty woman—including our taken Succubus—will be magically brainwashed into his harem.