Novel & Cerita Reverse Harem Smut Manga

He smirked, "Nicki....." He didn't give her a chance to talk as he pulled down the robe slowly and at the same time, nibbled her earlobe, he moved down to her neck and sucked it, till she got a hickey, By now his eyes were blood red and he wanted a taste of her blood so badly. He pulled his head up and controlled himself, willing his teeth to go back to normal before he Continued. He Squeezed her breasts gently making sure to play with her nipples at the same time, while his dic..k poked her lower back

"I'm sure you could read on my Kindle." And so he did; he read a few actually as we laid in bed that week. And he grinned, beamed even when he rubbed his cock whilst reading one of the smuttiest books I had. It was a reverse harem, and the scene of which I read more than once was the girl being shared by three men. I read over his arm as I pretended to read the actual book in my hand. I was horny too. "Oh, the things Josh and I could replicate," he groaned as I climbed down the bed to help him with his erection.

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.

My fingers trembled as I obeyed, and as soon as my pussy was bare to him, a wondrous growl echoed through the speaker. “You’re already wet,” he muttered. “Fuck, Hazel. You don’t even need me there to ruin you, do you?” “No,” I whispered, “but I do need you to make me cum hard.” He grinned, “I love that dirty little mouth, tiger.” “Now, rub your clit. Soft, slow circles,” he was breathing even harder now as he commanded. My hand moved, body arching as I obeyed. The pressure built fast, embarrassingly fast, because it was him. Because he knew exactly how to unmake me.

It made heat shoot straight to my core. "Darcie, holy fuck. That dress is begging to be ripped off you, shredded slow while I watch you squirm. You're destruction poured into silk, baby. Owned my soul back then, i won't mind you owning it again His eyes raked me head to toe again, lips curling into a slow, filthy smirk that promised absolute ruin, fingers tightening just enough on my thigh to make me bite my lip.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.

Keiran suddenly tilted his head to the side. My eyes instantly locked on the bond mark. There was no missing it. Anger was the first emotion that filled me. It was a struggle not to act on it. “We will fight if you attack,” Keiran said softly. “I’m not going to stand back just because you’re my brother.” I sucked in a breath. Their scent filled my nostrils. Lemongrass, lime, and vanilla along with spent passion and another scent lingering underneath it all. “She’s going into heat.”

“But Roman is convinced this will make our streak stronger, and he’s our alpha. We have to at least go through the motions.” “How?” he asked. “How will making me part of your… harem... make our streak stronger?” She lifted one shoulder gracefully. “Supposedly it strengthens the magic that binds a streak together.” He sighed. It was taking everything he had to resist her—as if something about her had become more attractive, more alluring, when she became the Alpha Mate for his streak. “I don’t know if I can take sharing you,” he whispered. “I understand.” Her shoulders drooped, and she moved toward the bedroom alone. Her misery cried out to him. With a curse, he moved toward her, sweeping her

He snarls, pheromones rising in lust. God, he’s so hard right now. He should have listened to Misa. Sorahiko in response, wraps his legs around his waist and moans. “More…just like that…touch me more”. He tries to lean forward to rub his scent glands against Miyamuras’. He doesn’t reach it. Miyamura stares at him— as he takes in the debauched state of the omega, he gets even harder. And of course, Sorahiko really is not making it easy for him.

He was almost unrecognizable. The once proud and upright heir was now gaunt, his clothes disheveled, his eyes filled with nothing but obsession and madness. He stared at me without blinking. For a moment, I saw the reflection of myself from another life, helpless, waiting for death on a sickbed. The wheel of fate had turned, revealing itself in this twisted way. Riven shifted slightly, stepping half a pace in front of me, and asked in a low voice, “Do you want me to handle this?”