Henti Harem Novels & Stories

He smirked, "Nicki....." He didn't give her a chance to talk as he pulled down the robe slowly and at the same time, nibbled her earlobe, he moved down to her neck and sucked it, till she got a hickey, By now his eyes were blood red and he wanted a taste of her blood so badly. He pulled his head up and controlled himself, willing his teeth to go back to normal before he Continued. He Squeezed her breasts gently making sure to play with her nipples at the same time, while his dic..k poked her lower back

My uncle didn't have power when he was in control but after his death, he got them all; power, wealth and even his asshole was enlarged not literally. I've been trying to find the infamous hitman so that I can end him for good but it was impossible until he killed one of my friends. He ended the life of the third best weapons' dealer, Jeremy, and unknowingly grabbed my attention. If he hadn't made that kill, I would've never found out where he was or who he was. Alessio Romano. Jeremy was the one who would supply me with the weapons I needed. When he died, I hacked into his mansion's footage and saw how he was killed by the Alessio who carelessly revealed that he was The Shadow., his code n

I'm not stupid the man was putting on this replica that he surely wasn't aside from the rumors. Me and Olivia were escorted to a club a Friday night, we both dressed casual since that what Christian said we should show up with. The moment we walked In the vip section this man was in a red dress shirt and black jeans. He had a popular model that Flora always envied because her 15 year old body didn't compete with hers. This model was dry humping him as he grabbed her ass and moaned. That wasn't the eerie part. This model's name was Aeriana Godlogks, he kept moaning Hannah's name.

The harem is quiet. Too quiet.

Gripping the hrm of my dress again, he lifted it onto my hips, baring my ass to him, my pussy only covered by the tiny nude thong I was wearing. "And I know that you, Lottie, will always be MY whore!" Sucking in a breath, hearing the familiar sound of his zipper, I knew what was coming and as much as I hated to admit it! I wanted it!

This was pure possession. Kamara watched, breath caught, as he tore at the button of his jeans. His fingers fumbled to unlock the buttons before he shoved the denim down his hips just enough, and his cock sprang free, thick and flushed. It was beautiful, just like Kamara had always imagined whenever he wore only shorts. She had looked at that part of him more times to count, and it was the main character in her masturbation every damned time. “Look at me,” he commanded in a rough voice.

Every slow thrust made obscene, squelching noises that only we could hear beneath the cloth. Damon’s turn. He added a third finger too, fucking me deeper, faster, his palm grinding against my clit with every stroke. My pussy clenched greedily, dripping down his hand and onto the chair. I was so close—dangerously close. Christian: Don’t you dare cum yet. Hold it. Feel how full your little hole is. I want you shaking by the time we’re done with you. I crossed my legs tighter, but it only trapped their hands more firmly against me. Julian’s fingers joined Damon’s for one torturous moment—four thick fingers stretching me open, pumping in alternating rhythms while my juices coated their skin. My

My hands, still holding the tray, trembled as his hand began to slide under my skirt and lower my panties to my thighs. "Open your legs wider!" He whispered. I nodded slowly and followed his instructions. I opened my legs wider and let his hand touch my vagina. Goosebumps rose as I felt his warm hand press and rub my clitoris. "Oh..." I moaned as the pleasure began to fill my nerves. Mr. Max paused for a moment, took the tray I was still holding, and placed it on the tatami floor, the carpeting typically found in traditional Japanese homes. It was as if he knew I might drop the beer bottle and glass if I still had the tray in my hands.

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."

The girl’s name was Yuri Kirisawa, now Phantom XIII of the Hati elites. In Shinjuku, located in the Tokyo district of Japan, was the headquarters of Hati. The headquarters looked like any normal place of work – looking almost like an ordinary office building. But the members of Hati, as well as the top government officials of Japan who knew about Hati’s existence knew better; things are not always as they seemed.