Reverse Harem Romance Novels & Stories

Rona raised an eyebrow, detecting something different, no doubt, but she simply nodded in her daughter’s direction, and Kit forced herself to back toward the door, thankful when the doors shut and she could rise again. Out in the hallway, the castle shook as thunder rumbled outside. Kit locked eyes with an unexpected group of escorts. It wasn’t Galter and Sil waiting for her outside of the throne room. Instead, as she proceeded back to her own side of the castle, she was joined by her men—Cassius, Reeve, Jate, Landon, and Eli. Outside Castle Wrenbrook, a storm raged, but inside the castle walls, the storm was just beginning to brew. End of Book 2 Loved by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

“Yes, I have the photo that was sent out. You know what this means? We’ll be filthy rich. I already called him and he’s on his way.” I looked between the two helplessly, trying to piece together the conversation. Sophie is still passed out on the floor behind me and I’m overpowered. I really wish I brought one of the guys with me. “What do we do with the other one?” The dark haired guy asked, licking his chops. “Whatever you want, add her to your harem if you want, I don’t care.” Jimmy shrugs. I tried to run past the men and am stopped almost immediately by Jimmy.

She was suffering and it was our fault and now we were making it worse. “Does it make you uncomfortable, Blue?” Tristan asked, his fingers on her jaw. I saw her pupils dilate then her body swayed toward his touch even as her mind screamed to run. Something was reacting to all three of us at the same time which should NOT be possible. Shared mates were almost unheard of and human mates for Alpha bloods? Never been heard of. A human mate for THREE alpha-blood wolves? The Moon Goddess wouldn’t be that cruel. But I felt something every time I touched her. That click of rightness like finding something I didn’t know I was missing.

Harper’s hair sticks to her neck, her skin flushed, and all I can think about is getting her alone. By the time the music slows, I can barely think straight. My hands stay on her waist longer than they should, my fingers digging into the soft fabric of her dress. “Helena,” I murmur, using her name from my Spanish class, my lips brushing the shell of her ear. “Let’s get out of here.” She nods, breathless, her hands sliding down my chest. “Take me home, Profe.” Back at my apartment, I’m barely able to get the door open before I’m on her. Her back hits the wall, her leg hooked over my hip, my hands full of her curves. She tastes like rum and lime and desire, and I’m drunk on all of it.

Every slow drag of her hand, every bead of precum she smeared down his length, every tiny shudder that ran through him—he wanted it branded under my skin. Brianna’s other hand slid up under his shirt, raking nails lightly across his stomach. His abs contracted hard under her touch. A low, rough sound slipped out of him then, not quite a groan, more like a stifled curse, and I felt it land somewhere deep between my legs, hot and sudden and humiliating. I hated him for it. I hated her for it. I hated myself most of all.

Hands wound tight in her hair, hips arched to sink even deeper into her mouth, he gave her what she wanted and shuddered as he watched her still getting it from behind. Fingers sunk into her cheeks, pistoning fast and furious between her legs, Darren yelled when he came, his body bowing into a taut arc as he thrust one last time into her. A shudder went through her, and she moaned weakly, her breathing more a harsh pant. For a moment they remained in their decadent tableaux, his semi-hard cock held limp between her lips, Darren slouched over her backside. What a way to spend the morning, and even better, he'd spend the future doing this again and more. Lucky me, amidst danger and chaos, I fo

Being the sister to an Alpha doesn't change anything, rather I break the rules unapologetically, one of it is this short dress I was putting on. Romano was going to complain like he always does when he sees me. “You know being my sister doesn't mean I can't whip that little thing you are putting on off you. Go get that thing off, I'm not a brother to a whore,” he would say but I never listen. I was comfortable wearing things like this and no unmated wolf would get me to do what I don't want to do. As I stride through the hallway, I ignored the lustful look cast my way, and the smell of arousal in the air, I had one place in mind, my dark hideout.

“Now Garrick’s going to wonder why. He’s going to dig. Ask questions. And when he figures out she’s our mate, do you know what’s going to happen?” “She’s not our mate,” Jax shot back. “She’s mine. You two don’t feel anything.” “We feel it,” Riven said, certainty in his tone. “That’s impossible.” The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating. “This can’t be real,” I said finally. “Three brothers sharing one mate? That doesn’t happen.” “It’s happening now,” Riven murmured, staring at nothing. Seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. “In the archives, there are stories about women marked with three crescents. Triple bonds.”

Thick, white semen gushed out in spurts, its scorching heat filling her tender womb. “Ahhh… I’m coming… Brother… Brother… Ahhh…” With her tender flower filled to the brim with semen, Sarah’s entire body shuddered as she trembled through her climax; a large gush of clear love juice spurted out, splashing onto Ethan’s thick cock. Ethan slowly withdrew his massive cock, and thick, lustful semen trickled out, its rich white color coating her entire tender, rosy flower. This sent another wave of heat through his lower body, reigniting his desire.