I Really Don't Want To Open A Harem Here の小説・ストーリー

But no! Pushing back my embarrassing fantasies, I focused on his words as he spoke seriously, “I think we should talk about my harem’s issue beforehand. It can cause problems in the future.” Vincent’s statement reminded me of ten chapters in the guidebook about a King’s harem, I wondered what was left now. “Please continue, Your Majesty. I am all ears.” He cleared his throat and looked at me, his formal tone was devoid of any emotion, “Actually, I would like to hear your thoughts about this setting. What do you feel about the concept of the harem system?”

"Ha! Unbelievable. Then what is my becoming when he finds his mate? I know that harem thing is a lie. I've read that mates value each other and pure possessiveness runs in your blood. The harem thing won't last, will it?" "That—I cannot dare breathe a word." With her reply, I knew that it is far from good news. These Lycans are too devoted.

The guys might not be with me then, we might have become strangers by then but I still want to do it and I will. "Bethany, you sell yourself too short. I assure you that whatever you put out will be good. You seem to forget that you have earned yourself a loyal reader base. They will read what you put out and I am sure it will be good. Hit me with a little preview." She told me excitedly. I smiled. "It's a reverse harem. Three guys, one woman, werewolf, and a lot of erotics." I told her. I blushed when I spoke about the erotic contents of the book. I already know there will be a lot. I have had more sex in the past two weeks than I have had in my whole twenty-nine and half years before I met

Krazy I opened my eyes and as I saw him taking off his clothes, for some reasons I couldn't really explain, my blood was filled with bitterness but I couldn't stop it. She wasn't mine alone and I really shouldn't care how many wolves get to fuck her. But I sure as hell couldn't stay and watch even if I wanted to. Sucre was among my harem and we gets to fuck ladies; threesome, foursome along with Dustin. Though it was more like my curse, I couldn’t do without spicing thing up. I fuck my women with my harem to enjoy it even better…. My harem was wild!

I walked in the middle of the group and reached out to them. "Come on guys." They smiled and took my hands as I pulled them to their feet. One of the girls thought I asked her a question because she couldn't mind her business. She snorted. "No way they're both yours?" I looked back at her and smiled. "First off, they're not items I picked up at a store. They're not property. Secondly, they're part of a harem I have. I have a pretty boy, another Greek god, a chocolate mountain and a king at home. Don't even get me started on my fine ass women."

I ask, bracing myself. “I want an open marriage.” For a moment, the words don’t register. “What?” I say. “That’s when a couple decides to give each other room to see other people, and—” “I know what an open marriage means, Ryan. Jesus Christ. The answer is no.” He looks at me with disdain. “I wasn’t asking. From now on, we’re in an open marriage. When you see me with someone else, don’t bother asking questions.” My heart slams in my chest. “It’s only an open marriage if I agree. And I don’t.”

I countered her. "I know, but it will help you when you learn it. You will need it in the future, at least to please your husband. Not all the women you see here are for every man. Some are exclusive, while others just want to gain the knowledge on how to entertain their men. But so far, the Dark Realm Auction owns this harem, so you see, it's not all outsiders that are open to the experience," she explained calmly, and I breathed out heavily.

His arm around her waist instinctively tightened, as if he was asserting dominance. Celeste couldn't help but find Jeremy's possessiveness slightly amusing. He had been so confident, assuring her that he didn't care about Kent's ogling eyes because he knew Celeste was his and they had shared intimate moments together. But now, in the presence of Kent, Jeremy couldn't resist the urge to assert himself, as if proclaiming to the world that Celeste belonged to him and him alone. She wondered if it was an inherent wolf instinct, this need to mark territory.

Or could it be that all these while that I thought I had nothing but hatred for her, the love was there and the hatred and discipline were my false ways of telling myself that it wasn't possible for me to feel something for the woman? It was all so confusing to me. As soon as we got to the room, I opened the door for her and gestured for her to get in. She did as I instructed, and I stepped away from the door, closing it firmly behind her. I couldn't get into that room with her without losing control. I needed to put some kind of restraint on myself to tell myself that she was off-limits. I knew I couldn't turn her into a slave again, yet I didn't want to claim her as my mate. Most important

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they