Men Of The Harem Webtoon Novels & Stories

The harem is quiet. Too quiet.

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.”

Webtoons and web novels were a luxury for me, but I needed to enjoy at least some minimal leisure in my harsh life. I figured it was just an R-rated erotic novel. Without much thought, I paid and pressed the d******d button… “Why, why are two men, behind…” Two men were doing it. ‘A-aha! The real female protagonist will appear later and there’ll be a story of t-true love, right?’ I kept reading while denying reality like that. “What? Omega?” Some incomprehensible third gender appeared. “What? Heat, estrus period?” Humans had become lower than beasts.

"I use a voice changer in the game." Then I casually mentioned details that only the two of us would know. "During last week's cross-server battle, you took three ultimate spells from the opposing mage just to save me. I still haven't repaired that epic-tier longsword that dropped." Lewis's eyes lit up immediately. His usual cold, aloof expression vanished, replaced by genuine surprise and excitement. "It really is you. You look even better than your photos, easily a hundred times better." The comments erupted in outrage. "Holy crap, Heather really has no shame."

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

"What's reverse harem?" "Many men sharing a single woman, instead of one man having many wives and concubines. It kind of negates the biological and physiological deficiencies of male reproduction." "Hence why lesbianism is preferable to women than heterosexuality," Brianna stated matter of factly. "If you don't love cock, Mistress," Marcia stated, just as certainly. "And these romance novels were the only source of your understanding of dominance/submission and sex slavery?" Sam asked. "I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel."

I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life. “Wyatt, I have chosen you to be part of my harem.” “I heard that part. I don't know what that means, but I did hear that part.” “It means a lot of things. It means I am asking you to be part of my family, my love, my life, for as long as you live. You will never need anything, never want for anything. You want a blonde? A brunette? Both? You got it. Just like this library. And more. You will never yearn for dig sites. You will never beg yourself to go back to study. It will all be right here, for you. It means that I will love you as my own, my darling sweet archaeologist.”

"Because you will become the target of jealousy. The concubines will torn you apart if they did not like you There shouldn't be jealousy in the Harem, but well... A woman's heart can't help but feel jealousy." The Harem was nothing as I imagined. I always imagined that there were hundreds of beautiful women waiting to accompany the King or Prince in bed, and they wore revealing clothes and learned to dance. It wasn't like that. A harem was a "lady's castle." Only women live here. Men are forbidden. And the purpose of the Harem was to produce the members of the royal family. There were not hundreds of concubines, as people say. The King only had 39 concubines, while the Prince had 11, includi

I BECAME A GAY BECAUSE WOMEN ARE SCUM. “ I have heard of stories how a man will love a woman and do everything a woman will really want a man to do for her and at the end of the day, she will end up lying to him, cheating on him, and thereafter breaking up with her.” Jefsexy explains as the whole crowd now pays full attention to him.

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.