Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Harem Fanfiction

He sputtered. And here he saw the mature mother lick her lips, rather seductively he thought. Coupled with the way her tits were showing in that top, wooo! The big milf jugs... cleavage galore! And at once Harry's mind was filled with wanton thoughts of sliding his dick up and down between her breasts, as his precum leaked out and slickened down the skin. Providing a smooth, effortless surface. “Uhh... see something good, Harry?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow in contempt.

The entire world-building, the entire magic system, exists solely to justify the characters engaging in sex. "Normal people can have multiple partners if they are powerful," Arlo continues, his voice hushed. "Awakeners even more so. Partners who are officially recognized by a powerful Awakener are called 'Familiars'. Many Demi-humans consider it a high honor to become a Familiar to a strong Awakener." He looks down at his hands. "My mother has many Familiars. My father was just one of them. That Vampire brother I mentioned? We share the same mother, but different fathers. Even though I am weak and pose no threat to his inheritance, we are technically rivals."

"Yes, we did it three times. And each time, I couldn't get off. I waited until she was satisfied, then went to the bathroom to masturbate, and do you know what I was imagining then?" "What?" "Imagining what I saw that night when you had a threesome with my dad and my older brother." ***

He lied so smoothly, smiling seductively at he slid a hand up my thigh. Harry eyes were squinted at me for a moment before he let out a small, humorless chuckle. He swirled the champagne in his glass, relaxing back on his seat as three fully naked women suddenly emerged from behind him. I clenched my fist as I watched him touch them in the most inappropriate way. Looking at Dante, he wasn't any better. He just did a good job trying to hide his anger. I guess this was why he was really here. He must have gotten information that his little sister was among Harry's girls.

Had the universe not accidentally sent her to Sebastian's room… "You're intoxicating, Dr. Fey. Even when you swear at me, it makes me dizzy. And now, can you drop the act? I know you had fun with another man last night. You're not some sacred virgin anymore… So how about you let me enjoy what you enjoyed last night?" Harry loomed closer with a lopsided grin. "If you don't like having an audience, just say the word. I'll have them close the door. No one will disturb our happy ending."

Breaking away, I reached for his jeans, fumbling to unbutton them. "Please Harry," I panted. "I need you inside me." Harry shucked off his jeans and boxers in record time, his thick erection springing free. He lined himself up with my entrance and paused, looking into my eyes. "You're mine, Hermione," he growled possessively. "Now and forever." Then he thrust deep inside me in one smooth stroke. We both moaned at the sensation, stretched and full in the best way. Harry started moving, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. His pace was relentless as he pounded into me.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

Harry immediately turned Ana's body and pressed his body against Ana's body. "Don't ever be afraid of me!" Ana nodded. her eyes filled with tears at Harry's treatment. she bit her lip trying to keep the tears from flowing and made Harry mad at her. "Do not Cry! I will not do anything bad to you! I just want it like this. no more. Don't think about rejecting me. Just a hug. I'm sure I won't make you in pain ” Again Ana nodded. She took a deep breath. She was relieved to hear that Harry just wanted to hug her. No more. Her face flushed. She was ashamed of her evil thoughts that thought Harry would force her into a husband and wife relationship.

I asked flirtatiously. “You're not going to dissuade me,” Drago said before giving me a kiss on the forehead. “I do have something nice for you,” I said flirtatiously and lifted the dress to show off the stockings. “I hope you like it.” Drago whispered a curse between his teeth, and I laughed. When we got back to the party, I danced with my four mates, and in the middle of the dance floor, I had a vision of what my life was going to be like. I was going to have five children. Vampire twins who would be a pain in everyone's ass with their antics, a charming wolf would be central to their relationship, a sweet and kind sorceress would become a priestess, and a bad-tempered dragon would take af