Issei Harem Novels & Stories

She reached for the brooch in Noemi’s hair, only for her arm to be slapped away with an enraged squeal. “How dare you! Keep your filthy fingers off of me. Disgusting fringer trash, I can feel my skin crawling just from the way you look at me. Look down at the ground, or I’ll tear them out of your head. Now!” “Very funny. Now stay still.” This was reckless. Harem girls were the Emperor’s property, denizens of the Imperial Palace. And yet Anzi was so cold and composed about confronting one face-to-face and even— “You can’t have it! Get away from me! Get!”

Was all she said and then she was gone again, shutting the door behind us and tapping softly on the door across. Mishka and I glanced at each other before rising at once, neither of us willing to test Madame Esmelda’s patience. “That’s the other thing I wanted to tell you,” Mishka whispered furiously to me as we walked down the hall, the other doors opening as all the other girls filed into the hall. “Only a limited number of girls can remain in the King’s harem. Once he casts his old favorites out, usually some girls from here are demoted.” I froze in my steps, turning sharply to apologize when the person behind me bumped into me.

I scoffed, “Good for you.” “Even better for the lady. She's the one getting more pleasured by three cocks and tongues at the same time. For foursomes with more male partners, the lady is the one at the receiving end.” The image his statement planted in my head was so visceral I'd have closed my eyes if he wasn't watching me closely. Cyrus Rossi was watching me like he was waiting for me to show a reaction or something. And for that, I kept my expression impassive. “You and your brothers don't strike me as ones to do something that won't benefit you more.”

*** Both Csal and Esee sat in the silence of the examination room while they directed their eyes in front where their anatomies were projected. "Basing on the maturity of the Jabersnares, it has been with you for long." Harisha remarked calmly to the two women who wore disbelief on their eyes. Esee turned to Csal with teary eyes. "And the Aryan king's bride has it too. And it's moving to kill her gradually. And you two also." Harisha said before showing them list of the medical data of the dead women. Esee's tears fall down her cheeks while Csal stood up in disbelief.

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.

“But the harem holds a lot more than what you think it does.” “Of course, it does.” “Leave here be, Nila, it is not like she is going to understand. A rogue is not a sophisticated to actually know we hold.” One said, looking me in the eye. “And by the way, sophisticated means a person who has knowledge and education. If you need me to simplify the words for you, I will.” Before I could respond, Theia stepped forward. “That’s enough,” she said sharply. “All of you, back to your duties. This is not a market. And you are not barbarians to be speaking in such a matter.”

There was at least one spy. “The longer you stand there, the longer nine of you have to deal with that silver jewelry. I’m sorry I can’t keep you all, but the size of my harem is dictated by others. They didn’t even want me to have four women, until I told them I couldn’t feed on a succubus because they’re all straight. The additional male will technically be in the Vasili’s harem. I’m sure you have questions. I’ll answer them, but please sit down. You’re all taller than me and it makes me nervous.” I told them.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

she added, which made the woman stop for a second. She looked at her with a surprised look on her face before she laughed out loud, enough that it poured through the four corners of the room. "Marvelous, lady," Hiyori said before she crossed her legs. "Truth be told, out of one hundred prestige women from a long generation of prosperity, I am Lord Sasaki's fifth concubine," she explained, which made her surprised beyond words. It was obvious that she had no knowledge about Japan's cultures and traditions, which made her even more baffled.

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