Novel & Cerita My Friend's Harem Is Obsessed With Me

He had everyone so wrapped up in him that I was almost tempted to find out what the mystery was all about. "Can you imagine sharing him with a bunch of other girls?" the first woman wondered, fanning herself dramatically. "I mean, if he's as insatiable as they say, I bet he could handle all of us and then some." The second woman grinned. "Oh, honey, I'd be more than down for that. Just think – all of us, all tangled up, with him as the main event. We'd be like a harem, and he'd be our king."

It's not like my penthouse is way messier, it is clean but as compared to him, mine will be called messy because the guy has a freaking OCD like Monica from the friends. " We are not doing anything, Liam! We are not crossing the line of our friendship." I spoke in a stern tone and he leaned closer to put my hair strand behind my ear but his closeness sent a shiver down my spine because I thought he was going to kiss me but instead, he whispered in my ear.

The professor, oblivious to the term, questioned, "What does 'harem' mean?" I cast a wry smile at him. "Professor, sometimes ignorance is bliss." Randy, always eager to enlighten, explained, " 'Harem' means one man dating multiple women at the same time!" The professor frowned, his disapproval evident. "Oh, this won't do! One should be faithful!" "It's just a novel! But what intrigues me about this one is the male lead; I've never seen a protagonist in a harem novel this hard to pursue!" Randy said.

Others shouted words I didn’t recognize. I felt my stomach twist in disgust. My hands shot out. “No! I will not be a part of your harem!” I yelled. My voice cracked. “I am not some… sex toy for you to parade around!” Kaelen’s smirk didn’t falter. “You’ll get used to it,” he said casually, turning his attention back to the pack. “ Now, let me introduce the rest of my harem.” I froze. My pulse hammered in my ears.

Hayden Steam curled around me like a fog as the water hit my skin, hot enough to sting but not enough to make me step away. I’d been in here too long, letting the spray drum against my back while my mind replayed what happened earlier. The sounds, the heat, the way our bodies moved in sync—Damn, it was insane. Every time I tried to shake the images out of my head, they came back sharper, clearer, like my brain was determined to remind me that it actually happened. A threesome. I’d done that. Me. Fuck!

I blinked and asked, “what is so funny?” “This is so unnatural,” Zara said, shaking her head. “The first time you go to a club, you end up spending the night with your husband’s best friend, who happens to be visiting him and staying in the pack house? What kind of joke is the Moon Goddess playing with you right now? What kind of twist is this?” “Zara, this is not funny.” “I can bet the Moon Goddess is definitely laughing at you right now.”

“I was talking to Harper.” He stepped closer to the edge, his shadow completely covering me. “Why are you always over here anyway, dork? Oh, that’s right. It’s because you don't have a luxury pool at your own place.” “Miles!” Riley yelled, defending me. I swallowed the nervous lump in my throat and finally forced myself to look up at him. I raised my chin, trying to look brave. “It’s not like I am lying, am I? Why are you getting so annoyed?”

"You have no idea what you do to me. I've been hard for four days thinking about this." I felt his hips jerk against the desk, his cock straining against his pants, and he hadn't even touched himself. He was suffering just as much as I was. This was my sister's husband between my legs. My husband's best friend with his mouth on my pussy. The wrongness of it should have made me sick but instead it made everything burn hotter. Did he do this to Octavia? Did he kneel between my sister's legs and worship her like this every night? The thought sliced through the pleasure and made jealousy twist hot and ugly in my chest.

“Emilia this is one of my good friends Nisha, she also belongs to Loren’s harem.” “Don’t call it that Tami,” Nisha responded as she flicked her black curls over her shoulder. “We all know you’re Loren’s favorite, he doesn’t sleep with the rest of us.” “Then what would you have me call it?” Tamsyn asked as she turned to face the other girl. “I know the terms we use are archaic, but it’s just what the groups have always been called.” Nisha shrugged in response as she flopped onto the bed. She stretched her limbs like a cat, I watched from the corner of my eye as she made herself comfortable and popped a grape in her mouth from the platter they’d brought.

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."