Harry Potter Harem Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

She smells like lilacs. I am in so much trouble. Harper is strawberry blonde with long hair that curls in soft waves, begging to be wrapped around a man’s wrist. Her eyes match her dress perfectly, a cheerful aquamarine. With a smoking body and the cutest little sprinkling of pale freckles across her nose, there is no doubt in my mind she would be incredible in bed–but that’s not why we’re here, I remind myself. “She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy” begins playing in my head on a loop, and it’s all I can do not to snicker at my stupid thoughts. Though I can see Harper riding my tractor, perched right in my lap. Suddenly, my pants feel a little too tight.

"That's right! We want you to be an independent heroine of your own story!" "Madam, your loyal servant has finally arrived! Do you need an assistant? I can do anything, and whatever I can't, I'll learn. Please hire me!" "Harry said he wants to wear sibling outfits with you. Can't you grant his wish?" "I believe Harry will be a sister-obsessed man in the future. Just look at how eager he gets every time he's around Giselle. It's unbearable to watch." "I'm not the only one who noticed? He definitely has attention-seeker potential."

Whatever Astaroth wanted from us, I was more than willing to pay it if it ensured my mate and pup's safety, fuck the consequences. "It could be a trap!" Havoc whimpered, announcing his presence as Astaroth approached us. His eyes glowed with the red of his demonic powers, yet I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. With a nod, he opened a portal, its swirling vortex reminiscent of the one he had used to kidnap Lottie.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."

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.

I change into my comfy pumpkin pjs and furry tanktop while harry gets changed into sweatpants he apparently got with him and I lend him his shirt, but just for tonight with a promise to return it back in the morning . Along with kisses and cuddling. We decide to have a moviethon with popcorn and cold drink. Lots of it. We also order a pizza for dinner. I pop us some popcorns while he sets the movie and get us blankets .We decide on the harry potter series since its long and interesting and also because we have discovered that we're both potterheads.

“And now he says I can’t use Charizard unless I bring a sacrifice!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, he did what now?” Arsen was still processing when Jade charged in behind him, dramatically holding up a red crayon like it was the elder wand. His voice was deep, serious, slightly British for some reason. “THE CARDS HAVE SPOKEN.” “We are five seconds from a full cult ritual,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. “And I still haven’t had a second coffee.” Then—because apparently the chaos gods weren’t done—Lorelai floated in. I say floated because she wore a sheer purple cape, a tiara perched sideways on her curls, and she was dragging the mop like it was a sacred staff.

"But you had babies with my mom ,you could go meet her and tell her that you want babies ``she whispered angrily . I took two steps closer to her standing right in front of her . "I never had babies with you Dora and just so you don't know we never got married ,and even though that marriage was fake ,I never touched ,we never had sexual intercourse not to talk to kissing her ,am not that stupid does ,but regardless I will love to have a lot of babies with you if you don't mind "I whispered sending chili's to her spine ,I knew what I was doing . "Harry, stay away from me ,your security is watching . "They are free to do so after all you are my woman so "

His hand runs up my thigh under my dress, lightly roaming over my panties, clearly telling him I have spent most of the day in a highly aroused state. "Damn, so wet and ready you are, and all just for me ... oh I can't wait to be balls deep in my naughty girl". He slaps me rather hard on the ass, before leaving me even more of a mess. When they finally wrap up for the day, I nearly can't contain myself while packing up, my entire body is burning with wanting for him, it is like he cast some sexual spell on me. Right before I reach Byron's trailer Harry shows up, and of course he starts talking ... it doesn't take long before I just want to tell him to fuck of. Finally Harry says goodbye and