Pregnant Harem Novels & Stories

Even though it's technically mid-day training hours and the dorms should be a ghost town, my enhanced hearing picks up something the second Arlo and I step out of the elevator on the third floor. Arlo stiffens beside me, his face turning the color of a tomato. "Do you...hear that?" he whispers. "Yep." We turn the corner of the hallway and stop. Directly in front of room 306, a couple is tangled together in a passionate, aggressive embrace. The woman has her back pressed against my door. She is stunning, with curves that could cause traffic accidents. Two obsidian, curved horns sprout from her dark hair, and a long, slender tail with a plump, heart-shaped tip wraps around her partner's thigh.

The harem girls are all standing behind me, murmuring to themselves. “I am also aware of the rumors going around that the harem girls is pregnant. I assure you that I will not abandon my off-spring they are carrying. They will be taken care of as part of the family, even their mothers will be family. The only difference is that they will not need to please me anymore,” Zurig added civil and I can tell he was searching for me. Luckily I am short and can not be easily spotted. His eyes suddenly fell on Caroline.

I grabbed her ankle with all the strength I had, trying desperately to stop her from stepping down. Jeremiah has been infertile since birth. We finally conceived this child after we visited the best doctors across the country and abroad for three years. Hazel looked down at me with a sneer. "Audrey, you look just like a dog protecting her pup. Pathetic." Ethan frowned at my belly. "If word gets out that I've been cheated on like this, how am I supposed to show my face in Beverton City? Step on it, Hazel. Crush that illegitimate child before it's born!"

“They think they can gangbang my pregnant whore? Ten men? They’ll die screaming before any of them even smell your cunt.” “Damien… Daddy, please,” Raven whimpered, fear and a dark, unwanted arousal mixing in her voice. Her pussy clenched visibly, leaking more of his cum down her thighs. The pregnancy hormones betrayed her, turning terror into twisted heat between her legs. “Shut the fuck up.”

Adrian’s rampant lust was finally temporarily sated, and he slowly withdrew. Then, the abundant semen rushed out of her flower-like opening, all vying to escape. Patches upon patches of thick, white fluid covered Sarah’s snow-white buttocks, and even trickled down the crystal armrests in strands, an exceptionally lewd sight. “It’s hot… so hot… sniff…” Sarah unconsciously propped herself up on one hand, her slender, pale fingers slowly reaching toward her lower body. They touched her wet, slippery, sticky labia, and, as expected, her long fingers were coated with thick, white semen.

Silver: “Any girl who steps into this place automatically becomes a harem girl. We don't ask what crimes they committed, so we don't segregate,” the matron argued, giving the younger woman who had brought me in, a wary look. I squinted in confusion, wondering what crimes had to do with being in a harem. If this was some sort of substitute for prison, then it was way worse than I thought. However, I couldn't imagine any of the beautiful, innocent-looking girls committing crimes that would sentence them to a lifetime of pleasing men.

They lived in the cramped insides of the Harem, where fresh air was rare to find as the air there was consistently filled with sex, smoke, and sweat. The Harem was a busy and traumatizing place to be. So many men, mated and unmated, walked in and out every day, frequenting it. There were different sections too. Breeders who had been impregnated by some common wolves walked around with swollen bellies as the day of their labour drew near, while the pleasure house was the worst part of the Harem.

I handed him the book. "A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked. "A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him. He continued reading the publicity blurb on the back of the book. "'I was a virgin when the earth was captured in an interstellar war. I was stripped, enslaved and auctioned off to ten alien warriors who helped subdue our world. I was claimed and ravished in the most reprehensible ways imaginable. They set about mastering my maiden body and instructing me what it means to belong to them absolutely. They bought me to use me, but in my heart I know they

The smell of blood filled the air. I curled up, trying to protect my stomach, and felt a warm liquid run down my leg. Was it blood? Or my water breaking? My baby... my baby... "Haha! That stupid pregnant bitch!" a voice cackled over the speaker. "Serves her right for trying to be an assassin!" "Her old man must be a real piece of work! Not every guy worships his pregnant wife like the Boss does!" Every word was a knife in my heart. More dogs piled on.

“This is between you and me.” “Which of them is the father?” he asks. “The truth, now. I’ll know if you lie.” I give him the truest answer there is. “All of them are the father.” “A harem?” He raises his eyebrows. “Haven’t you been a busy girl? Well, if you cooperate, I might let you keep one of them. Not to procreate with, of course—we’re still going to termiCassian that pregnancy, and we need to control who’s allowed to breed. But I see no issue with letting you keep one of them as a plaything. We have some cages on the other side of the property that we use for prisoners. You could keep him in there. Would you like to choose your favorite?”