Men Of Harem Novels & Stories

All hell will let loose if he ever finds out I am a Romano, my identity must not be discovered and I must make sure of it. The guard turned back immediately I stepped into the Harem. The harem was a separate building standing on its own, I stepped into the huge room that was decorated with golden ribbons, the smell of rose lingered in the air. The women immediately got up from their respective beds as they sighted me. They surrounded me, eyeing me curiously. "What is wrong?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow up. Lateefa was trying to stiffle her giggles, but it came out sounding like a sick horse.

"In the past, when there were more demon females in my tribe, some men would only complete resonance. They would make their mate pregnant and leave because they couldn't stand each other." "Is that so?" I can barely sound collected and have to grip the snow and try hard not just to take his hand and shove his fingers into my swollen sex. Thail is now stroking his rough fingers over my thighs, teasing me, although I get the feeling that is not his intention. "Mhm, but that is not the case here. I like you a lot," Thail gives me a smirk. "And I suspect you like me just as much. Even now, I can smell your arousal."

I replied curtly. “Very good. You must have experience which is what we value the most here at the harem.” I nearly cringed as we approached the chambers. There were so many doors that I thought of just how many women the alpha was sleeping with. If every room was for two people, then that would be possibly up to fifty women! That was absolutely crazy. The fact that a tradition like this was still upheld made me want to puke. When we got to the room, she opened the door and got in.

FIVE YEARS LATER The smell of sex mixing with the aphrodisiac candle was the loudest scent in the room before the moaning from three men and two women. I felt the men I pain to serve me, thrusting so deep from behind as I knelt between Gwen’s legs, playing with her clit as another man kissed her lips sloppily while being fucked like an animal from his ass. This was what every horny woman’s wish for sexmas, to have a harem full of handsome, gorgeous and sexily young bodies with a woman to balance the stress as you bath in young lustrous sperm and have your body ache and arch in pleasure and pain then rewarded with young beauty.

“Was he hot? Are you gonna add a fifth boyfriend?” I smack her arm. “Oh, my God, McKenzy.” She cackles, dodging my retaliation. “I’m just checking!” I shake my head, laughing despite myself. “For the record? No. He was not hot. And even if he was, I think I’m at my max capacity for boyfriends.” McKenzy sighs dramatically. “Fine. But if you change your mind, let me know. I’m emotionally invested in your harem.”

The harem is quiet. Too quiet.

I asked, and Elena nodded. “They are here as servants of the harem, of the pack, and of the women of the pack. Meaning, they are not men.” Elena said, making us frown. We all looked at one another, and she smiled, chewing the inside of her mouth before pretending to cut something with her fingers as she pretended that they were scissors. Our eyes widened, and we looked at one another before we laughed. The men were castrated.

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th

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."

I repeated, and she nodded. "Sure, share her. Like the one thing I read in history class." She stayed silent for a few seconds before continuing. "Back then, men had harems. In which a single man would have several wives. It would be a reverse harem in your case, as there are four men and one woman." Her words made me shake my head, but then my mind started to wander. "I mean it wouldn't be so bad— you guys have shared things before..." She stopped talking.