Men Of The Harem Novels & Stories

Are they on good terms with each other now? We run horses continuously and reached the Barbarian Kingdom at 11:00 clock. From the main door, there is a huge hall where all barbarians gathered to have a meal or to plan something. At this time of night, it was still filled with Barbarian noises. They were looking at the jewel and expensive things they stole during the raid. He was sitting on his throne, I didn't look at him instead I cover my head with my cloak back and start passing through between them. Michelle was holding my hand and walking in front of me. For a moment there was complete silence, Must be all of them staring at me but I was fully covered, I am sure nobody realized that it

“With all due respect, Luna, these reforms would make us nothing more than stud animals. The Harem has always been about more than just reproduction.” Riley watched Sabrina’s face carefully, noting the slight tightening around her eyes. She was preparing for battle. “The Harem has also been about death,” she replied, her voice steady. “Seventeen men in the last twenty years across allied packs. All recorded as accidents or honourable duels.” The room fell silent. Riley could hear his own heartbeat thundering in his ears. “Those were isolated incidents,” Elder Marcus insisted, though his voice lacked conviction. “Were they?” Sabrina’s gaze swept across the assembled males. “How many of you ha

I smiled as he walked over and wrapped me in a warm hug. When I finally dared to look at Mr. Fred again, I understood why my mother had chosen him. He was… stunning. Time had only refined him. His chest peeked through the slightly open collar of a fitted white T-shirt that clung to his muscular frame, revealing the faint outline of his abs. His brown hair fell forward in soft, punk-like curls, effortlessly careless yet perfectly handsome. He looked every bit the man women dreamed of. My dream, though I’d never admit it.

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.

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.

Only the most trusted man of his knew about this place so he felt safe there but he didn't know that there was no place where Liam Knight couldn't reach. Liam eyed the house in the middle of nowhere. "How many men?" He demanded Robert, the man who took them to this place. "Around ten, boss. It's his private harem, not many men are allowed here." Liam chuckled. "I am going to dig his graveyard in this harem," he glanced at his brother, "kill everyone."

Harem ordered his men to drag Elmer closer to the monsters before threatening Azura, saying, "If you don't want your friends to die in front of you, you better deal with these monsters!" Elmer stared in horror at Harem, then turned to look at the mysterious man and begged; he tried to shout out loud, "No, don't do that to Azura!" "Don't do that. Azura! No matter what they say. I'd rather die than see you endanger yourself." Elmer spoke softly to convince Azura not to comply with Harem's request. Suddenly, the mysterious man laughed, looking at Elmer with dangerous eyes and saying: "You are a stupid little tit! There is still hope for her survival if she defeats these monsters. On the contrar

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.

Neither of them were men and in shock, I watched as two very attractive women rushed forward from their tasks that they had been working on to embrace the man who had savagely claimed me as his woman yesterday. As I watched first the older of the two women and then the younger embraced and passionately kissed the man who had pulled me out of the fire only to throw me into this ungodly hell of realization that I wasn’t this man’s only wife. He already had a harem, with children to boot. I felt sick suddenly to the pit of my stomach as everything within me rebelled at this new complication that was so foreign to any standard of living that I had been raised with. Something was terribly wrong.

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.”