My Taboo Harem!

Warm water curled around Phei’s waist while he stood alone in the resort pond, enjoying the quiet that had somehow become rarer than actual treasure in his life. Whenever he found himself alone like this, his thoughts tended to wander everywhere at once, and lately there was plenty of territory to cover. His life had become increasingly chaotic, packed with ancient conspiracies, impossible bloodlines, missions, enemies and enough family drama to bankrupt a therapist.

Yet somehow, beneath all of it, his life had also become more beautiful.

Mostly because of the family he was building from scratch.

That thought made Phei’s expression soften.

He had never actually gathered all his women together and asked them how they felt about everything. About him, the harem or abbout another woman appearing, then another, then another until family dinners required seating arrangements that looked suspiciously close to conference planning.

He was not delusional enough to believe everyone loved every little thing.

There were rivalries:

Small ones, thankfully, almost laughably small compared to what could have existed between women sharing one shameless Dragon, but they were there.

Maddie could turn competition into a recreational sport. Melissa and Dravenna could exchange three sentences and somehow make wine bottles fear for their lives, jealousy appeared occasionally, irritation too, and there were undoubtedly feelings nobody had bothered placing directly in his hands.

Yet Phei had also seen how they treated one another.

The princesses especially seemed perfectly comfortable with the strange family growing around him. The others had slowly reached much the same place. What began as several women connected mainly through Phei had developed into something far more complicated and warmer.

They trusted one another, protected one another, teased, argued, shopped, ate, travelled and sometimes slept piled around the same rooms because apparently personal space had quietly been voted out of the household.

To his women, this had stopped being merely the harem of one ridiculously handsome Dragon who could satisfy them, spoil them and protect them.

It was family.

Phei simply did not know how much work had gone into making it feel that way.

Melissa and the Goddess had quietly been tending those relationships behind his back, speaking with the women, smoothing uncertainties, helping new women settle in and making certain nobody felt pushed into some forgotten corner because Phei had discovered another beautiful woman and suffered his usual tragic inability to leave well enough alone.

Their influence explained why Noor and Soraya had been welcomed so naturally, why nobody treated new arrivals like competitors walking into enemy territory.

And really, what were they supposed to fight over?

They already had nearly everything money, power and privilege could provide.

The thing many of them had lacked was someone they could love without wondering whether he would fail them when it mattered.

Now they had him.

More importantly, Phei loved them back.

His heart had apparently decided normal capacity was for cowards.

Melissa had been first, Sierra, Maddie, Maya, Delilah, Valentina, Patricia, the Goddess; there was Cassiopeia, Roxanne, Catrina, Emily, Soraya, Amber, Noor and now Sienna. Yuki, Elena, Victoria, Nastya and Adriana remained somewhere along that strange road toward him too, their relationships still developing at their own pace.

Phei smiled faintly as he dragged one hand through the warm water.

He tried to make sure none of them ever became background scenery in his life. There was rarely a day when he did not have at least one of them in his arms, several, or half the damned household following him somewhere while pretending they had independently chosen the same destination.

There were still boundaries he respected, though.

Catrina had not taken that final step with him. Neither had Yuki, Amber or Elena. Amber was already far more intimate with him than Yuki or Elena, closer to where Emily stood with him, but Phei understood that closeness did not automatically mean readiness.

Emily wanted him badly enough that he occasionally wondered whether patience qualified as torture, but circumstances had kept them from taking that step.

Elena wore bravado beautifully, yet beneath the greedy of wanting Phei so bad and confidence; she was still not ready either although she thought otherwise but he Melissa and the Goddess could tell she was healed completely from her trauma.

Amber was different.

Amber wanted something particular.

Something Phei had been quietly preparing for her.

His lips curved.

When he finished cooking that little surprise properly, the woman was going to have a very difficult time remembering how language worked.

Speaking of women entering his increasingly crowded romantic disaster...

When was she going to—

"You’re shameless to be here naked like that."

The cold voice came from behind him.

Phei froze for half a heartbeat before recognition settled in.

Oh. Sienna~

He turned but he gulped loudly enough that he sincerely hoped she had not heard it:

She stood near the edge of the water with a soft blanket draped loosely around her shoulders slipping just enough to reveal the clean line of one collarbone and the upper curve of her chest.

Her dark hair spilled down her back in long, strands, with her sovereign violet eyes fixed on him with an expression that struggled desperately to remain cold and the controlled.

Beneath the blanket she wore only a simple black bra and a small matching thong.

Somehow the modest little combination hit Phei harder than half the extravagant gowns he had seen this week. The bra was plain, almost severe, yet it cupped the soft weight of her medium breasts with quiet perfection, the thin straps cutting clean lines across her shoulders.

A thong sat low on her hips, the narrow band disappearing between the firm, rounded curves of her ass, leaving the long, elegant stretch of her thighs completely bare.

She held the blanket closed with one hand, but the gesture only drew more attention to what it failed to hide. Every small shift of her weight made the fabric part for a heartbeat, offering another glimpse of pale skin, the sharp cut of her hipbones, the delicate way the thong framed the soft mound between her thighs.

Her posture remained straight, almost regal, yet there was a faint tremor in the fingers gripping the blanket — the only crack in the cold composure she was fighting so hard to keep.

Phei’s gaze moved over her slowly, openly.

The Nether Goddess standing half-naked in nothing but the simplest underthings, still trying to look untouchable while the blanket kept slipping and her body remained soft and yet completely exposed beneath it.

The modest black fabric only made the rest of her more vivid — the full curve of her breasts rising with each controlled breath, the narrow waist, the hot firmness of her hips, the long legs that had been wrapped around him only a few hours ago.

She looked hotter like this than she ever will in silk or gold.

And she knew it.

The struggle in her violet eyes said as much.

Perhaps because this was Sienna and yesterday still existed between them:

Yesterday she had finally trusted him enough to cross that last distance, and today she stood there trying to look like the cold Nether Goddess while faint color already warmed the tips of her ears.

’Gods... she’s so cute.’

Dangerously cute.

Phei rose from the water naked without thinking twice.

Sienna’s eyes widened.

She spun around immediately, clutching the blanket tighter around herself. "Can you please put something on?"

Phei stopped behind her, amusement already infecting his voice. "Are you shy right now?"

"I am reconsidering coming here."

"You have already seen me, my love, cousin and I have seen you ALL."

"That does not mean I requested another exhibition."

Phei laughed, stepping closer while Sienna stubbornly kept her back to him to not see his naked wholeness. "Princess, yesterday we explored considerably more than eyesight."

Her shoulders stiffened.

"Phei!"

The warning came cold, but the furious red creeping across her ears completely betrayed her.

He grinned. "That blush is damaging your reputation."

"Can you please?"

She tried sounding irritated, yet her eyes betrayed her again when she glanced sideways over her shoulder.

Only for a second then her gaze snapped away.

Phei grin became unbearable satisfied seeing her blush when she saw his erect member.

Sienna noticed that too, unfortunately, along with the obvious effect her appearance had already produced, and her eyes narrowed as fresh embarrassment warmed her face.

"You are already..." She stopped herself, looked stubbornly toward the opposite side of the pond and tightened the blanket to not see the huge attractive thing. "From merely seeing me? Shameless pervert."

Phei chuckled beneath his breath.

What made the insult adorable was the tiny smile Sienna failed to completely suppress afterward from knowing she could arouse his cock erect even without being naked. It appeared for barely a heartbeat, a ghost at the corner of her lips before she buried it beneath the Nether Goddess dignity.

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