Male Concubine Novels & Stories

Close enough to wonder what kind of man carried that story for two years and still got up in the morning looking like stone. “Who took her?” she whispered. His eyes returned to hers. “I don’t know.” The bedroom door unlocked behind them. Slowly. Mrs Vale gasped. Adrian moved instantly, pulling Elena behind him again, but not before she saw the door open by inches. A man’s voice came from the hallway, old and cold and pleased. “Send in the contract wife.”

Bruce lay on the couch, looking smug as he said, "Thanks for this, Evan. I had a little fall just now, and Janice felt so bad for me that she asked you to come clean up instead." I stared at the mess on the bed and felt a wave of nausea. I couldn't stop myself from punching Bruce squarely in the face. "You're disgusting. Do you really enjoy being the other man that much? Don't you have any shame?" He covered his cheek and looked pitifully over at Janice. "Janice, am I the other man here?"

Actually, it would obviously be impossible for someone who spent years away from the empire to discover a place where no one else knew. “Listen, my son. I didn’t stop you because it’s okay to have affairs. I used to date more than two girls at once when I was a bachelor. And I paused those affairs for a while when I married your mother. If you want that girl, you can make her a concubine one day, just like I did. Not only her, any girl. There will be no limits. But never let them come between you and your legal wife. That bond must be sacred, filled with love. Concubines are just for fun.” Hats off to the greatest father in history… May others learn from him about advising their bachelor son

" How can that be? How come the King is allowed to have a mistress. . concubine... whatever you call it and not the Queen?" Kaen exclaimed. " Yeah! That's just not right!" Manor agreed. " Well, I never heard of a male concubine!" The Palace Guard shook his head. " Well, that's because no Queen would announce like the King except they hide it better than the King." Manor suggested with a shrug. " Concubine is the right term for the King's mistress. The Queen's manstress would be known as a concubinator and yes the Queen is allowed to have a manstress. "

They barely even looked at him. “Dominic and Brianna told us what happened yesterday when you came here,” said Damian. “And we are disappointed in you for trying to pin your misfortunes on our mate, Brianna,” said Darius. “Your mate?” I asked. “If she’s your mate, what am I?” “As of today, you shall become our concubine,” said Damian coldly. “And that is only because you have given us an heir.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “What?”

Roman announced, having switched places with Jeffrey. I didn’t know him that well, but I could already tell that Jeffrey was way too decent to host something like this. “Yes!” everyone, including the women who had showed up with their husbands cheered loudly. In the world of the wealthy werewolves, no one really gave a hoot as to how many concubines their husbands took in as long as they maintained the position of ‘wife’ whose children would eventually inherit all that their partners owned.

he said, his tone clipped but firm, “is rarely in the same sentence as what she wants.” That should have reassured me, but it didn’t. His refusal to say more left me tangled in uncertainty. “Detroit…” I whispered, testing his name like it might open him. “Hm?” “I know it’s not against the country’s rules for men like you to have more wives and concubines. In fact, there’s a silent agreement between the wealthy—that men of your rank are allowed to break the norms as they please.”

Just like her mother and sister. The small population of confirmed concubae had been rounded up quickly by the incubi who worked as trackers. Moran said they were bitter about the desire to serve they felt. Concubi were like alpha wolves. Incubi and succubae felt the urge to obey them. Only incubi had a problem with this, and it happened more when the concubus was female. “What are you then?” Raoul asked.

And that was the most horrible thing. Honestly if a man was allowed to marry a concubine, why couldn't it work the other way round? Why wasn't a woman allowed to marry more than one man? Zorion looked at condescendingly. "This is the Richard family's rule. Uncle Richard is a perfect example. He has had many concubines in his life. While none of them remained by his side for long, his entanglement with women is legendary and made life somewhat difficult for Auntie Richards."

And in my moist, erotic dream Nahan moans against my neck and bites the back of my neck as he probes me through my panties, soaked with honey and expectation, when he orders: - Bianca, my beautiful one, wake up. I open my eyes and I don’t dream anymore, Nahan is clinging to my back, playing with my vagina through the lingerie, up and down. I am absurdly and embarrassingly wet, my vagina soaked and his fingers slip easily between my flesh throbbing, wanting, pulsing with him, for him, inside me. I let out a distressed, desperate moan as he masturbates me faster and harder, taking my ear to his mouth and whispering perversely: