Modern Harem Novels & Stories

I wanted to explore, to touch and caress, but I knew I wasn't going to get that option right now. "Damn, you look so pretty," Riley complimented, stroking my cheek before hooking his thumb in my mouth. I sucked on it teasingly and he moaned his appreciation. "Are you ready?" He held his c*ck in front of me. It was a bit thicker than average and I noticed he had an apadravya piercing. It was a metal rod that went vertically through the head of his penis. I had never seen one before, but had heard about them. I licked my lips, nodding, ready for this experience.

But in reality, my husband didn't want a good and pious wife, he married me because he saw me as a woman who could fulfill all his sexual fantasies. I mistakenly assumed that a wild and steamy bedroom was only necessary in the first years of our marriage. But what Simon really needed was a lifelong sex partner he could be proud of. "I just want to go back to my old self," I said, a strange turmoil filling my soul. "What was your old self like?" "If I told you, you probably wouldn't believe me." "Really?"

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.”

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“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

Not that it had worked before but maybe three was a charm. In the harem, everyone had their rooms but a communal bath and toilet. Both facilities were large, had running water hot and cold, and were diligently cleaned every other hour or so. As I rounded the corner to the baths, I tripped and fell skinning my knee. Rather I was tripped. Four harem women stood, glaring at me unrepentantly, I couldn't tell who had done it. I didn't even know their names. What could I have possibly done to warrant that?

The only thought in Azura's mind right now was, "She'll kill them all." As for Conal, at this time, he, Phelan and Alfred are also surrounded by monsters, and the one leading is Harem. Conal was a bit shocked when he saw Harem's eyes turn blood red, which is characteristic of vampires. He knew Harem was no longer a purebred werewolf, and now Harem was no different from those monsters, but he still kept his consciousness.

“From here on in, there is modernity.” We stepped over the threshold, and something about the place felt completely different. I didn't know exactly what it was, but I could sense that something didn't quite fit, like it was a facade hiding something else. The place was a simple, wide basement that was decorated as if it were a small hut, and at the end of it, a door with a large silver lock showed itself. Any mortal would think it was an exit; however, I doubted it. Hakan approached the door in a hurry and tried to reach out his hand but hissed when he noticed the heat emanating from the lock. The man lost his composure very quickly.

He said, as he wrapped his arm around my neck and tousled my hair, “So, you have your great-grandmother’s gene, the Shrine Maiden gene. That’s awesome. That just means we will have to work harder to protect you from creepy old men who want to fuck you.” That guy! Being extremely blunt as per usual. Like I’d want to be fucked by some creepy old man. If I wanted some under-the-sheet action, it would be with Aiden, and with me taking the lead. Mason, who was half asleep throughout the whole narration, chuckled. “You have my sympathy, Haru.” He rested his chin on his hand as he leaned on the tabletop, his eyes on me. “You need to become a man as soon as possible. It will solve that problem.”

“Because in Havermouth, people are very intolerant of what they consider to be deviant sexual behavior.” “Three guys f-king one girl at the same time are a bunch of studs, but if they also f-k each other, they’re deviant?” She paraphrased. “God, people are f-ked up. Girls can’t ever win, can they? We’re always prudes or sluts. There is no such thing as an acceptable level of sexual behavior for us. I mean no one’s out there going, you go girl, three guys, wow, you must be good in bed. You’re not my… my… harem,” she enjoyed that word, grinning around it. “No, you’re not my harem. I’m the Triquetra’s slut though. That’s not really very fair, is it?”