Harry Potter Fanfiction Lemon Harem Novels & Stories

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much. Bye! AND EVERY GOOD THING COMES TO AN END!!!

With Lohan’s kisses whispering on her shoulders and my pecks on her skin, the situation only increases the tension in the air. “Want to be that girl from the Oasis of Pleasure?” Zedekiah throws the question, his naughty smile provoking a groan in Faina. Her reaction and her body moving closer to us are positive confirmations. Then, carefully, our positions change and now she is between Zedekiah’s legs. Noah and Lohan are sitting on either side of him, with her masturbating both at the same time as her mouth takes my brother’s cock in front of her. While she rides my face, my mouth devours her pussy, and Heros fucks her from behind.

“Asher has been planning to take her away because Svetlana is the Moon stone, in flesh and blood.” Zuhan didn’t speak but an utter revelation of shock appeared on his face. Creased forehead with confusion, Zuhan couldn’t understand the whole situation. “I know everything seems unreasonable and silly but this is the truth. Svetlana has heard dad and Luna Maze talking about her being the Moon stone. That’s the reason why she made Asher join this harem competition in the first place.”

“I didn’t sign up for a Pokémon-themed blood cult.” “You signed up for me,” I said sweetly. “And I come with three limited-edition chaos gremlins and a matching emotional trauma set.” He looked at me with the most done face ever. “Worth it.” We spent the next ten minutes diffusing the Card Cult. There were negotiations. Lorelai wanted apple juice in a wine glass. Jade demanded a ceremonial pouch for his “spell crayons.” Alexei tried to sacrifice a Barbie doll wearing Arsen’s old watch. I gave up halfway through and just made salted caramel popcorn.

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

He needed to make Harry his. As Harry, greased with the lube, sank back into the water and onto Jules’ cock, Jules mouth, on instinct, found the meat of Harry’s shoulder and he sucked on it, indulging on letting his teeth grip before forcing them to release as Harry ground back into his lap. “Fuck,” he sobbed out against Harry’s skin. “We need to do this properly. With flowers, and… Under the full moon.” “There are flowers, and wine, and candles…” Harry gripped the edges of the bath as traction, the water sloshing up and spilling over the edge with each thrust. “It is not the full moon… But take me, my mate. I want to take you…”

I had been through this before, I am not willing to go through it again… Dad let's out a bitter laugh "Friendly summoning? Is there even a thing like that?? Pumpkin, no one summoned in that manner should expect anything friendly, particularly not in our coven. If you have something to say, now is the time Hermione... I can't help you or do anything if I am completely oblivious of what has happened! …So please Hermione, did you offend or assault any of the leaders of the coven?" Leaders? … oh goddess… Eros wouldn’t, or would he?

“You said the ladies you slept with are not in our school.” “And I also remember telling you that you will not bump into them anywhere.” Hector said whilst taking off his shoes. He had a monotone on and I could tell he was upset. Two werewolves about to experience the wrath of the Moon Goddess under the full moon, standing together in the same space… disaster. “Do you think I would let them anywhere near you? Hermione you mean so much to me, I can’t disrespect you like that.” “What did you expect me think? Jane is the only other person outside your family that is closest to you and has access to your bedroom.” My voice rose up a notch.

In the quiet corner of the mansion’s backyard garden—where lavender bloomed in thick, fragrant clusters and the breeze stirred the leaves with a lazy grace—two figures stood near an old tea table. Mr. Hans sat in silence, eyes trained on the steam rising from his porcelain teacup. Opposite him stood Jimmy, hands behind his back, his expression alert yet amiable. “So, how did she react?” Mr. Hans asked, not looking away from his tea. Jimmy inhaled slowly. “Just as you predicted, Sir. The potion had a strong effect on Lady Arabella. According to Dr. Tania… she kissed Master Harry. Multiple times.”

Electric pleasure shot through me and I arched into his touch. "Off," Harry commanded, tugging at my robes impatiently. "I need to see you." I let him slip the robes off my shoulders, revealing the skimpy red lace underneath. Harry's eyes darkened with lust as they roamed over my nearly naked body. He reached out to trace the curve of my breast, thumb brushing over the stiff peak. "God, Hermione," he breathed. "You're perfect."