Men Of The Harem Webtoon Novels & Stories

Fifty members, as Zane said: hooded figures chanting around a central dais. And there he is, the masked lord, a towering figure in a crimson robe and obsidian mask, lounging on a throne of bones. My breath catches. He's not alone. Surrounding him: a naked harem, six lithe men and women, oiled skin gleaming, writhing in an explicit display. Holy shit, the lord's a pervert? The novel never hinted at this, another deviation from my meddling? One harem member, a muscled guy with tattoos, kneels between the lord's legs, head bobbing rhythmically on his exposed cock.

But the harem seems like the best idea. I moved with my gun behind me, my mask was still intact. I stepped into the huge mansion, I just need to find the harem. I was almost down the hall way when I began to hear loud moans. The harem was definitely close by, I smirked when I got to the end of the hallway. The moans was louder this time. I pushed the left door with my feet. I cringed, the women here were all naked and they were being fucked by some of the soldiers. Mateo should have been here to see this. He ordered this soldiers to keep his territory safe, but they were here keeping the pussy of his whores safe, interesting.

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.

Awan explained sadly. “O... Ok.” Anggun felt uneasy. “I’m sorry.” He dropped his head. “I want...” She said. ”Harem.” She became blushed. Awan remained silent. “Frankly, I hate men. They always harass me by calling me bitch, prostitute, bimbo, etc, every time I ignore them. They are real garbage! How dare such a bunch of disgusting garbage harass me like that! Do they ever think that it’s inhumane?! So that’s why, I will make all men worship me, have them have a plastic surgery, and serve me every time!” She exclaimed.

“What I am talking about is those two whispering in the front seat on the way here. I just googled the word Luca said some woman had used” From Andrea’s slightly shaking finger, to his fast breathing I know he is pulling himself together for a confrontation. Shit he knows, that little geek. “So you want to know more or what ?” My brother asks. “Okay then”. Martin shrugs. “What is a hamram then ?” We all look at Andreas, who seems to shrink a bit into the chair. “As far as I could figure out, a hamram is some kind of berserk. All the saga’s talk about how they put on the skin of a bear and gained its strength”.

He winked seductively. Uea felt like he was about to have a nosebleed! Excitement coursed through his body, and he shook violently. 'I remember this world has two male leads. I really wonder if my body can survive a harem...' 'But it's fun to try. Hehe.' Uea felt he was ready, ready to experience the thrill of... of what again?

It landed everywhere. The smell was strong, deeply repulsing and yet... there was a wrong thrill. I kept my eyes shut tight, squeezing them like that could make it all disappear. My thoughts, my feelings, the humiliation. Everything. Leo did not stop until he spurted out all his seeds, and while my eyes remained shut, he grabbed my hair suddenly, fingers twisting deep at the roots. He yanked hard, and the pain shot sharp across my scalp, burning like fire. "Open your eyes, Sarah," he whispered hoarsely, breath hot against my ear. "See what a good cum bucket you have become."

“Let me inside.” Haru groaned, his head falling forward against the wall as he obeyed. The pheromones swirling around them were intoxicating, clouding his thoughts and making it impossible to resist the man’s demands. He felt stretched, filled in a way that was both new and terrifyingly right. The friction was sharp, raw, and yet it ignited a fire deep within him, one that burned hotter with each passing second.

I shook my head my arms crossing protectively over my chest. Kane stood, his towering frame cutting an imposing figure as he stepped closer. I remember seeing them for the first time in that harem. They were so powerful they still are. So handsome they made my chest ache. I wish they didn’t toy with my heart. “It’s not just about the curse. It’s about you. About us.” He muttered his voice low but firm I opened my mouth to argue but they surrounded me before I could get another word out. When I say imposing I mean it. They are so tall I feel fragile between them like this.

The pale moon was all she could see if she was searching for it, however, even that was hidden by the bright lights. There were men on top of the wall. They control the beams of light, rotating them toward her and the mercenary. From below, a speaker turned on, filling the air with static. “State your name and business!” She didn’t see guns, but she felt like they were on her. The hair on the back of his neck stood up. She tensed as the mercenary leaned back. She hadn’t noticed how cold she was until his unintentional body heat was removed. “The Raven. I’ve returned with a gift for the King’s harem.”