Their Secret Obsession(the Reverse Harem) Novels & Stories

I came with a broken moan, my walls convulsing around my fingers as fresh slick gushed down my hand. But even as the orgasm faded, the curiosity remained. How long until Damien uncovered the truth? How would he react when he realized the woman he was obsessed with was the ghost of the omega his brother had murdered? And how much longer could I keep fighting the pull before I lost myself completely in the man I was supposed to destroy? The secret network was growing stronger in the shadows. Damien’s obsession was deepening with every passing day. And I stood in the center of it all , wet, conflicted, and more curious than ever about how this dangerous game would finally end.

Chapter 8: Eternal Secret Toy Harper’s POV By the end of summer, I barely recognized myself anymore. The shy, bookish nineteen-year-old who arrived with sketchbooks and nervous smiles had vanished. In her place stood Marcus Hale’s perfectly trained, secretly owned breeding toy. Every single day he reinforced it. This morning was no different. He had me bent over his desk in the home office, skirt flipped up, legs spread wide while the delicate silver chain collar he fastened around my neck last night rested against my throat.

Something about this place has him on edge, there is clearly something wrong with Takahashi and his omega secretary. I am not blind nor deaf. Whenever that secretary is in the presence of Takahashi, her heart beats match the tempo of the wingbeats of a bird before it takes flight. At first, I thought I was the problem, but the scent of her fear only gets stronger when she is in the general vicinity of Takahashi. She hides it well, but I am dominant. She can’t hide her pheromones from me. That’s how I know Sorahiko’s hiding something, he stinks of anxiety and paranoia. His pheromones smell so harsh. He’s clearly planning something and he does not trust me to help, or rather, he does not just

‘He probably isn’t interested with the latest trends either’ she says to herself. “Yes” Sonia remarks; admiring the blonde in the photo. “She’s a real beauty; isn’t she?” Trying not to laugh at his earlier thought ‘she isn’t Simone;’ he looks back at the last photo. Her blonde hair and makeup have distorted her features somewhat. There was no denying who she was to Emmett. ‘Someone has been keeping a secret identity of her own’ he says in his mind. “Um… Yeah” he utters, giving a response to Sonia when he realised, she was waiting for an answer. “In a way, she is.”

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

We have been together for nearly two years now, and I have never been so weak, never been so close to exposing our secret and never been this close to biting her. But her scent, the damn thing was driving me crazy. And for the last few months it had been getting stronger, and even more alluring. I just couldn’t stay away from it, or her. She's like a drug to me! Against my better judgment, I stood up from the bed and marched over to Freya. Her scent had its hooks into me, and I couldn't escape it. I glided one of my hands around her waist then swept her hair over her shoulder with my other hand. I leaned in and kissed her beautifully soft neck.

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

My silk. And that kind of attention is far more dangerous. That evening, my phone buzzes. Unknown number. Again. Your grandmother's workshop. What's it called? I stare at the screen. He's researching me. Or the silk. Or both. Either way, he's crossing lines he drew himself. I shouldn't respond. I know I shouldn't. Laurent Soieries, I type. Why? Three dots. Then: I looked it up. Your family's work is remarkable.

"If you don't accept that I have other options too. We can completely end this and you can move on to your path and I would be looking for mine. " "Okay Okay Fine !! You want to do this then I am okay with it. But I promise you that I would be back for you. You are going to be mine and just mine. No one can take you away from me. One month just one month and you will be mine forever." "Till then this friendship will be just friendship. Nothing else." "Okay done." "Its a Secret."

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