Men Of Harem Novels & Stories

"Fucking hell nothing happened! Did you see the way they were looking at you!? Was your surprise me entering to find some kind of orgy!?" "I wouldn't join an orgy and I wanted to show you that I was confident enough to talk to those men," I answered honestly but I could tell that he wasn't having it. "Why men? Actually, why those men?" He pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. "Did you know that some ladies go to that same section to get a quick fuck!?" My heart dropped and I had to process that for a moment. "Wait, what?" "Why am I fucking asking, you had some kind of harem."

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

My eyes drifted towards them, taking in the sight. The warriors were in the midst of a fierce battle training session. Their movements were swift and precise, each strike and parry a testament to their skill and discipline. Muscles rippled under taut skin, and sweat glistened in the afternoon sun. They moved with a synchronized grace, a deadly ballet that spoke of years of rigorous training and unyielding dedication. Shouts of encouragement and the clash of weapons filled the air, creating a symphony of strength and resilience.

"Who are your men?" Finn raised his fingers. "Niam, Senior Franklin, Lucian and you... for now." He didn't know the rest. Ethan's eyes narrowed. "Me?"

I instinctively averted my face so the lights from the lobby wouldn't make them see me. “Chickening out already?” came the deep voice from one of them. The first thing that registered was that the voice was too deep, and it vibrated through the room. The second was that the voice sounded too familiar. But I was probably overthinking things because I was in a dark room and I was surrounded by three men who were here to fuck me. Yeah, I picked three partners because of the images of the Rossi Brothers that had refused to leave my head. “No,” I squared my shoulders in defiance. I wasn't chickening out. I was already here, and I might as well go through with it.

His slightly rough, large hand roamed, sliding down toward Sarah’s fair, delicate thighs, then forcefully pried them apart, preventing her legs from closing. “Be a good girl… I’ll give it to you right away.” As if sensing Sarah’s anxiety and burning desire, he offered a low, seductive reassurance. Yet between his legs, his erection rose without warning; the scorching, rigid shaft stood tall, a powerful symbol of masculinity that showcased his dominance and lust.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.

Heros stood, fingering my clit while he watched. I was completely taken. Five men using me at the same time. The pleasure was overwhelming. I came again, my whole body shaking, almost passing out from the ecstasy. This time, they finally came almost together. Noah and Zedekiah filled me from inside—pussy and ass overflowing. Luther and Lohan came in my mouth and on my face. Heros painted my breasts and stomach with thick jets. We all collapsed together on the rug, a tangled mess of sweaty, dirty, panting, and happy bodies. Arms and legs intertwined. Soft kisses now, gentle caresses contrasting with the brutality of minutes before.

Chapter 5. Homewreckers The dinner went well—or so I supposed. I was finally able to get to know the other staff working in the house. Aside from Nhea and Ansel, there was Lila, one of the maids, Ester who served as the head cook, Justin, Susan, and Karla. Most of them looked like they were in their early twenties, except for Ansel and Ester who were probably in their early thirties and forties respectively.

I asked casually, while he was pouring ingredients into his cauldron. "The King's harem." "Excuse me, his what?" The fuck? "Harem, his chosen sexual partners. He had six in total. I think..." "Show me." I was fuming, my wolf was growling. He was keeping me down here, while he has more toys to pleasure him already? What the hell? Am I going to be lucky no seven? Shit! I was so ready to kick his ass. But Maven was refusing my request. "Master Rain, you shouldn't go there. It's the king's private area."