The Peerless Concubine Novels & Stories

These seven women were really good. Their bodies and appearances were all stunning. Nek figured it would be good to bring two back to be his concubines after his work here was done. Nek had taken dozens of concubines in the past thousand years. After the dance, the seven fairies bowed to Nek and exited the drawing room. Before leaving, they looked at Nek with intense allure in their eyes. It made Nek, a seasoned pervert, a little tempted.

Penny came to on a cold metal table, naked. With a squeal, she rolled off and peered around frantically. A wet chuckle from behind had her whirling to see her porcine abductor, still just as ugly, holding out scraps of material to her. "There is no escape, female. Now dress." "Or else what?" she asked in a squeaky voice with a bravery she didn't feel. "Or else instead of auctioning you off as a concubine, I'll eat you for dinner."

Meanwhile, Dominic clenched his sturdy hands again under the table, imagining how he would have to lower his pride for the sake of winning back the plus-size woman who was currently being fought over by the other big clan. Meanwhile, far up on the summit of the quiet hill, the atmosphere inside the main room of the luxury villa grew increasingly burning, contrasting with the night air that was as cold as ice outside the glass wall. On top of the vast bed covered by a cream knit blanket, the dominance of the game of lust had reversed in an orderly manner. Vivienne, with her voluptuous body that was overly alluring, had now switched to take full control over the union of their souls completely

She winked, plopping onto the stool next to me. “Your turn. Spill. What happened there?” I hesitated, the images flashing again - the blonde’s head tipping back, the redhead’s fingers moving faster, the VIP’s voice ringing in my ear. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “It wasn’t Daniel, at least. But… It was wild. This woman, all high-class in a silk dress, had three other women in there. Naked. On a couch. Doing… everything. Moaning, touching, kissing, all of it. I danced, but she wanted me to join them. I said no, just kept it to the pole, but…” I trailed off, my cheeks burning red. “It was intense.”

“I'm sorry, but do I have to tell you that? My conversation with Ron is between the both of us, it would be very illegal of me to tell you about without his permission, and besides, it's something you don't have to worry about knowing," “You should stop all your schemes with are planning with Ron, like I told you, Ron is a cunning human, you shouldn't be seen around him” She smiled, “To me, this description should be going to you, It is not my intention to sound rude, but you are the most cunning person I've seen, The way you left me for another person and even planned a wedding without me knowing, you even made me sign a mistress contract with you, and made me stay with you just because I h

While the first prince had only just reached the Half Ancestor realm, this young woman had already reached the second level of the Ancestor realm. “Aren’t you being a bit too laid-back, Your Majesty? After what happened in the arena, aren’t you curious about that young demon?” the concubine asked, teasing the empress by mentioning Long Chen. After all, she and the empress understood each other very well; she also knew the empress’s weak spot—the one that could make her lose control. Seeing the Empress remain silent, the Fifth Concubine, with a smile on her face, added a slightly provocative remark aimed at the Empress.

“Your Majesty!” One of the concubines stood up among the group just when Darryl was being extremely depressed and gently said, “I’ve thought of something. Donoghue said something to me three nights ago when I accompanied him to bed. I’m not sure if it's of any use to Your Majesty.” That concubine had a melodious voice and a beautiful tender face, plus she had a great body. It was Concubine Yara. Concubine Yara was Donoghue’s favourite among all the concubines.

He roared and flooded my pussy with a massive load, pumping me full until it gushed out around his cock and ran down my legs. He stayed buried inside me, breathing heavily against my neck. “Tomorrow night at the Grand Ball,” he whispered darkly, “you will be presented as my personal concubine. Every noble in attendance will have permission to use you. And you will beg for it.” “Yes, Your Majesty,” I gasped, still twitching around his cock. “I’ll be perfect for you.” He finally pulled out, letting his cum drip down my thighs, and kissed me possessively. “Go rest. You’ll need your strength.”

Mirabelle cleared the plates when I finished, then she returned to escort me. We descended the wide marble staircase together, my hand trailing the smooth banister. Halfway down to the library floor we encountered a group of four or five young women walking upward. They were all strikingly beautiful, with different heights, different skin tones, and different hair colors, but they shared the same cold, assessing expressions. As they passed, each one gave me a hard, deliberate glare before continuing upstairs without a word so I stopped on the landing, confused. “Who were those girls?” Mirabelle hesitated before answering. “Those are all Lord Kael’s concubines, my lady.”

she corrected and I laughed, hard. "A concubine, A mistress, A fuck toy. Call it whatever but they're all the same, don't you think?”