Murder Drones Harem X Male Reader Novels & Stories

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

Author’s Note / Reader Warning: This story contains extremely explicit content, dark themes, non-consensual elements, drugging, stalking, kidnapping, heavy BDSM, blood play, and intense psychological manipulation. It is very dark and not for the faint of heart. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ****** Chapter 1 Velvet Obsession Ledger¥ She was sleeping again.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

His chest rose and fell with a deep, rhythmic breath, his abs tightening under my gaze. Michael's movements were sharp and decisive as he yanked his shirt from his body. He was broader than Divine, his muscles a testament to years of brutal training, each one carved and honed to perfection. Standing there, shirtless and utterly dominant, they were a study in contrast but a united front in their desire. Michael reached for his belt, the metal buckle clinking sharply against the silence, his gaze locked on me. "Let's go to the bedroom," he rumbled, his voice dropping to a gravelly growl that resonated deep in my core. "I'm going to fuck the hell out of you."

I fell asleep exhausted, thighs sticky, still whispering Daniel’s name. Days blurred together. Texts turned into voice notes where I moaned for him. Calls became arguments mixed with desperate dirty talk. My body was in constant heat , nipples always sensitive, pussy perpetually wet and aching. I bought more toys. I rode a thick dildo on the couch one afternoon, bouncing on it while watching a video of a man fucking a woman from behind, imagining it was us. My moans filled the apartment as I came, grinding down hard, but again… it wasn’t enough.

It came out cracked down the middle. The tears followed before I could stop them. Greyborn warriors don’t cry, but I couldn't hold it anymore. I grabbed his collar, throwing caution to the wind. Gasps rippled through the room. It didn’t matter if this man could squish me like a bug. "I will do anything." My voice dropped to something I didn't recognize. "Kill me later. Break every bone in my body…Own me.” Jamie laughed. "Oh this keeps getting better." I ignored him. "Use me. Make me your breeding slave… Just don’t touch them."

“ Lady, don’t blame me. Blame your scent that made my body crave for more. “ He murmured right into my ear and bit it. There’s a sudden heat running in my veins as he planted small kisses on my neck. How did I even get here? Did I climb onto his bed? But I never remembered something like this? And I don’t even know this guy? I’m just a college student who works hard to serve myself. Knowing that my life was always been so lonely, I didn’t imagined to end up like this. And encounter a more heavy burden in my heart. .... - His Underworld Harem - ( Only available in D****e and R*****m ) “ Strip… “ A deep manly voice echoed inside the hall. His lips slightly parted as he traveled his gaze to the

To everyone still enjoying this series, I thank you for your kindness. Your time. Your consideration for my stories. Weaving all these tales for you has been nothing short of a blessing. You are my greatest achievement and I applaud you for keeping up with my (sometimes) horrible writing habits. I want to tell you about the next book... the second last one in the series. Her Original Wolf. Unlike the previous three, this one will not be a reverse harem. But still spicy. This will be the book that defines the lore. The Origin Story of the Moon Goddess and how the wolves came to be.

He buried himself deep and came with a guttural roar, flooding Jax’s honey pot with fresh, hot pulses while his own hole clenched hard around Rico. Rico followed with a deep groan, breeding the Warden’s sweet pot again. Darius pulled out of Jax’s mouth and painted his face and chest with thick stripes of cum. They barely caught their breath. “Rotate,” Marcus commanded, voice rough. He pulled Jax upright, kissing him messily through the cum on his lips, then bent Rico over the desk. While Darius took Rico’s hole, Marcus claimed Jax again, this time face to face, lifting one of his legs and sliding back into that cum-drenched pleasure pot with slow, deep rolls of his hips.