Building a Harem (6)
So, I pulled down my pants.
Along with my pants—yanked down panties and all—my rock-hard dick sprang into view.
"Hng... What's this? Talking all that shit about how you can't, it won't work, but damn, look at it standing tall."
Lilith smirking as she eyed my fully erect cock.
"You wanted it bad, huh? Just running your mouth."
Teasing like hell, she poked at my dick with the tip of her tail.
Even though it was Lilith's sharp tail end jabbing me, it didn't hurt one bit—in fact, it felt fucking incredible.
Twitching and spurting precum every time her tail prodded, my cock made Lilith poke even harder, like she was having the time of her life. I figured I should just say what needed saying.
"I was planning to rest today, for real..."
I swear on my life, I genuinely meant to do jack shit and just crash out.
"...Whatever, if you hate it that much, fine. I can hold out another day or so."
"Nah, it's not that bad."
At my words, Lilith deflated big time, looking all down. Panicking, I blurted that out—then, like her mopey act was pure bullshit from the start, she flashed a wicked grin.
She'd played me.
"You..."
"What."
Well... fuck it.
I'd pulled the pitiful card on Lilith before to trick her, so I wasn't exactly in a position to bitch about her flipping the script.
"Alright, so who you wanna fuck first?"
"Huh...?"
"Who first."
Who first? Why the hell ask me?
I shot Lilith a look with that thought, and she explained.
"Karmine said... you're the harem master. Not that we really want it that way, but you decide."
Dumping the choice on me now?
"So, pick already."
Her earlier talk about succubus growth spurts during heat must've been legit—she was pushing hard, thighs rubbing together like anyone could see she was barely holding back. I nearly grabbed Lilith first on impulse but froze.
Hold up.
If I do this...
Won't that make Lilith feel like number one?
"What? Suddenly?"
Lilith staring at me like I'd lost it as I halted dead. And not just her—everyone else waiting on my "choice" hit me like a truck.
I knew right then: grabbing Lilith without thinking would've fucked everything up.
Even if it was mindless on my part, the ones not picked first would stew in all sorts of bullshit thoughts.
Fuck, for real.
How the hell do I play this fair for everyone?
No good answer came no matter how I racked my brain.
Whoever I pick first is gonna cause issues.
In Narmer Kingdom, they preach treating wives and husbands equal—so why here force the harem master to choose?
This shit just stirs up jealousy between the picked and the passed over. Couldn't wrap my head around it.
"Ah."
"What?"
"Nah, nothing."
What flashed through my mind was Karmine's go-to line.
That bit about how women gotta play cute with men and shit.
To get loved more—she hammered it into Karura every damn time.
If Narmer culture assumes equal treatment for all wives from jump...
Then why'd Karmine make such a habit of it?
And why's the right to choose—to pick who to hold first—mine, the harem master's?
Thinking it over, the answer clicked.
Pretty damn obvious, really.
It'd be weird as fuck if the harem master only got saddled with the duty to treat everyone equal.
If the wives ever plotted together, shit'd tilt hard toward the majority every time.
That ain't a master—that's a slave.
So...
If my hunch was right, Karmine's nagging finally made sense.
I swept my gaze over them all.
Tense, expectant, amused—various reactions as our eyes met.
"Hey, hurry up and pick already?"
Lilith crossing her legs like she was about to snap, I said,
"Picking now. Hold on."
I plopped down on the sofa.
Then laid it out.
"I'll fuck whoever turns me on the most, first—in that order."
In other words.
Ignoring Lilith's What the actual fuck stare, I kept going.
"Three-minute limit. After that, no whining—I'll go by the order I got horny. Got it? Go."
The silence after I finished threw me off more than them.
Uh... this ain't it?
Thought I'd nailed it, but even Karmine just blinked blankly—maybe I fucked up.
That'd be mortifying as hell.
As I scrambled for a fix, Karmine spoke up.
"Oh hero of ye? What means 'turn ye on'? Thy member already... stands most splendidly, does it not?"
"Ah."
Starting from basics?
Translation's on point, but Karmine ain't hip to all the slang yet—makes sense.
To her, dick's already raging—what more "turning on"?
So I dumbed it down.
"...Basically, make me wanna pound you senseless."
"Aha."
Still deadpan from Karmine—starting to think I blew it.
"Truly, we've wasted precious time not knowing what to do."
With that, Karmine hiked up her skirt hem.
Revealing her pure white panties—drenched, stained through.
She yanked those down with her other hand, baring her pussy.
Just days ago... last time I saw, there was some soft fuzz growing back.
But after reverting to kid form, smooth as new—reset clean.
Drip... drip...♡
Soaked to hell, leaking juices like it was primed for my cock.
"Oh hero of ye. Ye's pussy stands ready to cradle thy seed! Order matters not to ye—whensoever thou desirest, thrust deep into ye's pussy and shower it bountiful with thy seed!"
"......"
Fucking insanely hot.
No plans to fuck today, but goddamn, I wanted to pin Karmine down and wreck her right now.
My dick throbbed like mad, syncing with the urge.
But I held back.
Time left.
"So, the rest of you?"
"...You want me to do that shit now?"
Shook my head at Lilith.
"Don't have to. But like I said, your turn slides back."
Still ends with me hugging everyone equal.
Just changes who climbs on first.
That's all.
"......."
"Two minutes left. Your call?"
Lilith scowled hard.
"Karmine aside—we—"
She clamped her mouth shut mid-sentence. Wondered why.
"H-Hanjo...?"
"Yeah?"
Turned at Hoaran's voice—there she was, in that outfit I'd craved forever.
The bunny girl getup she'd worn once, back when she thought that weird shit was normal.
"How about... this?"
Squatting, she put hands on her head.
"P-Poof..."
"......"
Goddamn fucking perfection.
Her face beet red from her own doing cranked the horniness to eleven.
Wonder where she got the idea.
Works for me.
"...Hng, that's the trick, huh? Fine, how 'bout this...?"
"Th-thou? I already bear a child, yet still..."
Yustitia flashing the cum still pooled in her pussy to tempt me. Karura's awkward-but-hotter-for-it begging.
With everything already revving me up, my cock twitched like it might burst.
"...Thirty seconds, Lilith. You really sitting this out?"
"...Fucking perverts."
Lips bitten raw, Lilith glared at me.
"You're a goddamn pervert bastard."
Taking that as high praise.
"So?"
"Twenty seconds," I said, and she squeezed her eyes shut, flipping up her skirt.
"...Happy now?"
"...Oh fuck yeah."
No panties. Knew I'd railed her hard, but her pussy still tight-sealed. The light bush matching her hair above it... and higher still, that cervix barely half-filled...
Got me raging.
Especially seeing her slit drooling love juices nonstop.
Pretended meh, but she was readiest of all. Gulping hard, Lilith eyed me.
"...So, who's first, you pervert fuck."
"Uh, well."
Honestly, all had me rock hard—tough call.
Knew as judge I shouldn't waver, but to me? All perfect scores.
So... after agonizing,
"...Karmine?"
"What? No way, why!"
Cuz...
"You begged first."
All equally scorching—have to score on initiative.
"Grh..."
No comeback, just lip-biting from Lilith.
Felt a twinge sorry, but rules are rules.
"C'mere, Karmine."
Pat-pat on my thigh—she bounded over like she'd been waiting, straight into my arms. Hugged her tight.
Her tail wagging wild with joy as she squeezed back.
Eyed that, then said,
"Alright then. Let's check if you're really ready, Karmine."