Iseki Harem Novels & Stories

she called and we followed behind her at a distance, taking the passageway. There was a red-haired Omega straddling one of the warriors as he groaned and she moaned. He shot me a creepy smile, biting his lips. A cold chill hit me and I immediately looked away. There were many more similar scenes we passed which my eyes tried very hard to avoid. There were some rooms around and you could still hear screams and groans there. Is that all they do here? Have sex? Kia really wasn't exaggerating when she told me this. After walking for a while, deep into the Harem, the deeper we got, the nastier things we saw. Eyes raked us as we passed till we got to a small red-colored tent.

"Y-yes... However, because it is too pleasant, it's like I was about to forget myself" "Then forget. Because I will keep embracing you like a wild beast until you cry of pleasure" When I said more, the appearance of the girl Cecil writhed with excitement. I'm from a country called Japan where sex culture has quite the development. For me who had tons of doujins and eroges, this is not enough. Let's try to uncover the nature of Cecil today. "Cecil, I will move." "Please come … Allan-sama" I began pull and push. I looked forward to have sex in this world.

Even though it's technically mid-day training hours and the dorms should be a ghost town, my enhanced hearing picks up something the second Arlo and I step out of the elevator on the third floor. Arlo stiffens beside me, his face turning the color of a tomato. "Do you...hear that?" he whispers. "Yep." We turn the corner of the hallway and stop. Directly in front of room 306, a couple is tangled together in a passionate, aggressive embrace. The woman has her back pressed against my door. She is stunning, with curves that could cause traffic accidents. Two obsidian, curved horns sprout from her dark hair, and a long, slender tail with a plump, heart-shaped tip wraps around her partner's thigh.

Their brown eyes were now red, yet the tears that were gushing out kept pouring. "Wise one," Maazi Ikemba walked towards her. Short dark man, with his brown hair tied backwards in a ponytail. The respect that lined his coppery eyes was something Ejima had not found in any man, except her husband. "My wife and I..." "I know" Ejima nodded. The scar she had kept at bay for the last few weeks seemed to rip open. "where are the children," She bit her under lips, forcing to keep the tears. "Inside the hut, with the midwife."

— It’s a good comparison, but it doesn’t fit Aronohai Misa. With her easygoing character, her heterochromic eyes, and the controlled sense of danger she exudes— she’s more like an exotic large feline. Like a tiger pretending to be domesticated by a hare. Sakura would find the situation amusing, if she weren’t the ‘hare’ in question. She opens her mouth to try saying something but is cut off by Misa’s strange actions. The she-alpha drags Sakura’s palm down the side of her face and repeatedly nuzzles into it. Either she’s playing into her role of a tiger, or she really likes the scent of Sakura’s pheromones.

The harem is quiet. Too quiet.

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The one-armed woman was none other than Yashita, Rosalie’s biological mother as well as the first daughter of the Harker family, one of the four major ancient martial arts families in Oskia. Since the time difference in Japan was one hour faster than in Oskia, it was already 10 pm in Osaka at this moment. Under the escort of the soldiers, Yashita passed through a strict security checkpoint before finally entering the garrison. The soldier then led her, and took a high-speed elevator all the way down from inside a building. The elevator stopped at a depth of 50 meters underground. This was where the Osaka Self-Defense Force’s triple defense underground base was located.

The minute he pinches my clit, I scream out like a mad woman and cum oozes out of my pussy like a dam. ''That's our beautiful wife.'' Nial, turns my head to him and kisses me, while Nik hooked my thighs over his shoulders, his fingers tracing lazy patterns over my hips, pulling his glistening lips from my pussy. His eyes locked onto mine, dark and hooded. “You ready for us, Baby?” I couldn’t even form words. I could only nod, my breath shaky as the anticipation threatened to undo me. Nikolai smirked, his voice dropping to a delicious growl. “Then let’s make you scream, again.”

“I don’t have the strength to let my granddaughter go. I tried so hard to help her escape.” “Unfortunately, His Majesty the King already knows about Sekar’s power, Grandma. There’s one thing we can do to keep Sekar safe: she must not reveal her abilities. We’ll let the whole world see a girl who looks like the Aurora Bride. As long as Sekar pretends in front of those elders, I’m sure no one will suspect her.” Anantari touched the wrinkled hand resting on the table. “Grandma Arimbi—”