Men Of The Harem Novels & Stories

The boy was both heartbroken and angry as such a sight only caused Isis to laugh, mentally calling him cute. While Maria was chatting with Mai and Julian, a bunch of whispering voices and high pitched squeals caught her attention as she looked in the direction that stole the attention of half the people at the banquet. She saw a flashy group of boys her age standing together in a group. 'Ah, I see that Alan and the other harems' targets are together.' Maria directed her eyes towards the corner of the room. Sitting down in their own little private area was the empire's crown prince, along with his best friend and future advisor, Gilbert.

Desire found herself standing in the middle of her Master's room as if she was a dancer on display. The scene reminded her of how ladies from the Harem were made to perform in front of senior ranked citizens. The only difference was the clothes she was putting on, the prostitutes were said to be made to dance naked. The Harem is a place where prostitute stays and the only place where prostitution is legal. She looked around the room and realized there were mirrors everywhere, at almost every corner of the room. Something was glaring back at her. It was her reflection.

I heard a lot of loud and muffled murmurings, which made me know there were a lot of people in the room, mostly female. I hated my poor vision. Everything looked blurry and I had to struggle to keep my eyes open to see anything. When my eyes finally adjusted to the brightness, I saw a very beautiful girl who was peering down at me with curious blue eyes. There was something about her face that seemed ethereal. “She must be the newest addition to the harem,” she said right in my face. Harem? As in a harem where several women were kept for men’s pleasure? I couldn’t think of anything more degrading than that. I knew Alpha Damon’s kindness would come with a prize, but not this prize.

The sentence dropped between us like a heavy stone onto the table, and only then did I realize how long he must have held it in, when he continued: “You’ve caught my attention,” he added bluntly. “I won’t complicate it. Your behavior, the fact you endured what you shouldn’t have had to endure, and the way you signaled once you finally learned — it interested me.” His gaze didn’t wander; his face was not tense; only his voice remained even. “The order of the harem is known: no coercion, but rules, a physician, a schedule. Whoever enters is mine — that is how it works — and in return they receive everything I just listed.”

Synn slurred, she still seemed excited about the punishment. "Shemika, I bet you'll love this. It's harem! I've never tried it before and I've always wanted to. Imagine being fucked by these guys. They're hot, handsome, crazy, and have the darkest sexual fantasies." Synn exclaimed. My mouth dropped open, "How does this even sound fun to you?" I managed to ask.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

"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?"