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Harem Ethics 101 35. Games
The warden and I stood in front of the mystery door on the second floor of Stone Lock’s main chamber, and to my annoyance she still had yet to tell me what was behind it. “You’re certain that is your final answer?” she asked me with an obnoxious amount of teasing smugness. “Yes, this goes to your room.” “Would you like to make a wager?” I narrowed my eyes at her. “No… you’re clearly trying to trick me somehow.” Her shoulder thumped as she leaned against the wall. She crossed her arms and flashed me a challenging smile. “What makes you believe that? You seemed so sure on our way here from the library.” She’s definitely got some kind of trick up her sleeve to make my guess wrong… or it really doesn’t go to her room and there’s some other door I haven’t seen yet somewhere. “Call it a hunch…” I grumbled, continuing to see mischief in her dark eyes. “Now, Bryan, isn’t it also possible I’m trying to shake your confidence because your answer is indeed correct?” she said encouragingly
Harem Ethics 101 36. Amalgam
As the warden and I entered the dining room, I noticed two places set, one at the head of the far side of the table and the other at the corner next to it. I made my way to the corner seat, finding chicken, potatoes, various greens, and a glass of water. It was a simple meal, but as with everything I’d had the pleasure of eating since coming to Stone Lock, the food somehow looked more enticing than what I’d had back home. Maybe because all the meat and vegetables back home are lab grown? Or maybe it’s the lighting? These crystals make everything look more vibrant, it’s almost like firelight that doesn’t flicker. I glanced up at the crystal hanging over the table, enjoying the warmth of the light radiating from it. “What’re these crystals called?” I asked, gesturing offhandedly at the crystalline light. She slipped out of her coat and draped it over the backrest of the simple wooden chair before taking a seat. “It's known as a sun shard.” “Huh, is it something you’d mine? Like
Harem Ethics 101 37. Today's the Day...
It had been seven days since the warden told me about amalgams over dinner. During that week, my days had been spent just as she’d outlined: exercise, sparring, and holding sheath stance in the morning, followed by dodging her rocks and dirt clods in the afternoon. There’d also been unpredictable bouts of sexual battle-teasing scattered throughout each of those days, but neither of us had yet to lose control, even with our current tease timers being one minute. I had to admit, I was surprised at how much self-control we’d both displayed… or perhaps ‘how stubborn we both were’ would be a better way to put it. I jogged through the thick greenery of the grasslands. Beads of sweat ran down my face and bare chest, the day starting to warm up as the sun rose further into the clear blue mid-morning sky. Wearing her black coat over her white pants and tucked-in button-up shirt, the warden read a book on a small stretch of the stone road cutting through the grasslands. Sitting with her le
Harem Ethics 101 38. Told You
I chained three punches together. The first two were left handed jabs aimed at her hea. The third was a punch with my right fist meant for her stomach. Twisting at her waist, she leaned out of the way of the first hit and diverted the second with one of her palms. Her feet shuffled through the grass to turn her body the rest of the way and twirl around my final strike. Before I could react, she stepped in close and flashed a devilish grin as she grasped my junk through my loose-fitting gray pants. Her fingers gave a gentle squeeze before releasing as she ducked a hurried right hook I threw out. The breeze of the grasslands caught her coat, causing it to flap lightly as she flitted past the attack to get behind me. I spun around and lashed out with a sidelong kick in the same motion, expecting her to follow up her repositioning by grabbing my ass. My jaw dropped as I felt my shin connect with her forearm and shoulder, her legs bent and entire body braced against the blow. I
Harem Ethics 101 39. Admire
Her body replied to my lewd grinding by pressing into me as though trying to increase the pleasurable friction. “I… I suppose you did…” Her voice was quiet, but seemed to vibrate with excited need. My phone went off from where I’d tossed it, the tone of the timer sounding distant and unimportant. Feeling her react so readily along with the desire in her voice and the way she continued to watch me from the corner of one smoldering dark eye flipped a switch in me. I needed to feel more of her… My forearm came off her as I rose to straddle her, but instead of continuing to grind against her, I lifted myself a bit more and reached down to roughly flip her onto her back. Now over her stomach, my cock twitched at the fusion of excitement and surprise in her gasp at the sudden change in her position. She looked up at me, black gaze glittering and mouth slightly parted. Her perky chest rose and fell with each breath. I planted a hand just above her shoulder before leaning forward an
Harem Ethics 101 40. Catching Feelings
She looked down at me with that cocky expression of hers and continued grinding against the length of my manhood. One of her hands glided along her bare midriff before her fingers started working at her belt buckle. The implications of where she was going with this caused me to instinctively grab hold of her hips and apply my own strength to ramp up the speed with which she rubbed against me.My eyes were fastened to her hand, hypnotized by the motions of her fingers. A low chuckle sounded from her and with a click she unfastened her belt. I mindlessly moved my hands from her hips to help unbutton her pants. She let out a sigh rich with approval as it came undone. “So impatient…” she said with amusement. Her delicate hand pushed past mine and slipped into her pants. In the next instant, a vibration of pleasure rippled through her. She let out a moan as her free hand went to one of her tits and went to work. I reached out and groped her other breast while my other hand went t
Harem Ethics 101 41. Obscene Name-Calling
“Please do…” I said with exaggerated politeness at the kneeling shadow primal about to masturbate in front of me. “Mmmm…” The warden’s fingers rubbed at her clit and hummed with happy arousal as though scratching a long overdue itch. I grasped my cock, focusing on the horny bliss in her expression as I pumped slowly up and down my shaft. My mind turned from thoughts of romance as dirty musings kicked them off the stage of the theater of my mind. The change in focus was a relief, one which I knew was temporary, but one still worth celebrating verbally. “Where do you want it?” I asked in a low, rough voice. “All over…” Over the past week, I’d poked around the edges of the kind of dirty talk the warden was into. It had been a surprise to learn that she was down for everything I’d tried. I did however try to avoid being degrading… as that had always resulted in a game in which we’d continuously try to one-up each other for long periods of time with obscene name-calling. That said
Harem Ethics 101 42. Your World's Innovation and Our Magic
After the warden and I woke up from our nap, she dragged me back to Stone Lock so she could grab a change of clothes before continuing the day’s training. “Wait here,” she said as we entered the lounge centered in the main room of the prison. “Sure, but before you go off to change…” I said, recalling a conversation we’d had on my second day after arriving at the jail. “I landed a hit, so that means you’re going to wear something more practical now, right?” A smile pulled at my lips as my eyes trailed down her body. Due to not bothering to button it back up, the button-up beneath her coat had remained open, revealing some of her flat stomach and enticing breasts. She’d let out a sigh. “Indeed, despite it being the product of a strategy I suggest not attempting in a real battle, you did land a blow… If you wish, I will wear combat attire.” I eyed her slender legs and the tight white pants which covered them. The part of me who loved those pants demanded that I tell her I’d chang
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175. What Kind of Game?
“What do you mean?” I asked, thinking I knew already, but wanting to hear her say it to avoid any possibility of misunderstanding. “What kind of game?”. “A game where we can explore darker urges,” she said, eyes and voice smoldering with arousal. “For you see, on occasion it can be fun to allow someone to feel that rush of power all people secretly want.” My cock demanded action as my guts surged with excited energy, and my mind agreed. I grinned at her. Want to play at being a nice submissive demi-empyrean for me?” Holding my gaze, she slipped her hand from mine and rose from her seat. Her bare feet padded lightly against the floor as she took a few paces away from me. I shifted in my seat and watched her. Focus going to the window framed by her wings to enjoy the way her hips and skirt swayed with her steps. I only caught hints of its outline because of the loose lower half of the sundress, but need surged as I thought of the juicy, firm ass I knew awaited me. My cock flexed
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Hey, folks. I'll be hanging out on the MegaNovel Discord. Feel free to let me know what you think about the book. Or about whatever else... argue with me about the sex ethics of the characters in the book, tell me you want to focus on story, more sex scenes, more talking, or if you want to just chat about whatever. I also take requests for scenes and might work them in if I can make them fit. As for my release schedule. I'm working on another project right now (it's going to be a traditional novel and be released elsewhere), but my plan is to work on Harm Ethics when I can. So I'll try and get a chapter or two out when I find time to write it. Thanks for reading this far!
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174. What Do You Think of Harems, Lysandra?
Sitting beside Lysandra at the long dining table, our hands clasped its surface, my heart quickened as I stared into her glowing amber eyes. This was it. She was going to agree to join the harem. A coy smile curled her lips. “The general rules I remember, but I would like a deeper understanding of this harem before I submit myself to yours and Saelia’s judgment of whether I am accepted as a full member.” My desire to cement mine and Saelia’s relationship with Lysandra pulsed in my heart and mind. She seemed to want to play games though… Or was this some kind of final reality check to see if she could accept everything that went with being part of the harem? My already stiff cock throbbed as though threatening me with vengeance if I didn’t seal the deal. I wanted her bad… but it’d break mine and Saelia’s hearts if she grew resentful and angry being in the harem. So I needed her to be absolutely certain she wanted to join. “What do you think of harems, Lysandra?” I asked. “Reall
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173. Obvious to Anyone and Everyone
Lysandra shifted uncomfortably across from me at the long dining table of Stone Lock. My rebuttal to her demand that I tell Saelia I loved her by telling her she should do the same seemed to put her on edge. “The past few days she’s been so unwell,” she said, uncertainty slipping into her eyes, “and I’ve admittedly been uncertain if I can fully recommit my heart to her as well.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, suppressing frustration at seeing her dawdling at the finish line when they were so close to patching things up.” Lysandra furrowed her brow, seeming to consider how to best answer my question. Feeling like I was diffusing a bomb and one wrong suggestion might make her overthink everything, I carefully prodded further. “Look, I don’t know exactly what happened between you two, but is it really something you don’t feel like you can’t move past?” A spark of emotion came to life in her amber eyes, and she pursed her lips. After considering for a moment longer, she si
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172. There's Something You Must Do
Over the next three days, Lysandra had used me like a sexual chew toy to relieve her frustration over Saelia not letting us sleep in her room and my deflections when asked why. Fortunately, though, this frustration didn’t bleed into her dedication to her mission to improve my proficiency with my left hand and my ability to conjure items under pressure. Saelia had mostly slept, but came down like she promised whenever she was awake. During this time, she’d mostly recovered from her spiritual overdraft, and with this, she gradually returned to being her usual cheery self. Part of me was relieved to see her mood lift. However, my worry for her had not eased, because she still hadn’t told me what’d happened in New Venice. Waiting had been frustrating, but this morning Lysandra had said she believed Saelia would likely be fully recovered by the time dinner rolled around. Tonight was the night… I just wished I could fast forward time to get there faster. Lysandra, Saelia, and I sa
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171. Rush
Lysandra charged at me from across the far side of Stone Lock’s main room. The excitement and burning power in her eyes made my heart thunder in my chest as flustered panic grew in me. Unlike Saelia, Lysandra didn’t zigzag or attempt anything resembling a tactical approach. Instead, she simply rushed towards me like a raging bull. I leveled the barrel of my gun and unloaded all six rounds into her. Each hit created splatters of glowing blue liquid on her chest, stomach, shoulder, and cheek. By the time I’d fired my last bullet, she’d closed the distance between us to no more than ten feet. There wouldn’t be time to reload, so I dropped the gun. As the empty firearm fell, I tossed the wooden breacher from my non-dominant left hand to my right. But before my fingers could even wrap around the handle, Lysandra was in arm’s reach. She swiped at me lazily with a slow hook. Just grabbing my dagger in time, I ducked the attack, feeling as thought I’d just dodged a baseball bat despite
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170. Cozy Library
The declaration that she wanted to train had caught me off guard, considering we’d almost died last night, but when I’d processed what she’d said, a smile curved my lips. With the entrance exam for Chromaryn Academy approaching and after getting my ass beat by Faelius and Mark, I was determined to get stronger. So, when the angelic woman told me she wanted to train, I’d deferred feeing her until later and instead bubbled with eager excitement as I followed her from the library. Because I’d forgotten to ask for permission to unlock the front door to Stone Lock, Lysandra and I had settled for the open space between the entrance and the lounge. The warm light of the constellation of sun shards hanging from the stone ceiling felt like afternoon sunshine on my skin. I wore conjured black combat fatigues, boots, and a t-shirt. The only part of my armor I wore was my belt and gun holster. I hadn’t yet gotten around to cleaning the blood and grime off the rest. About half a dozen feet
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169. Cozy Library
Closing the door behind me, I stepped into Stone Lock’s cozy library. At the room’s center, Lysandra sat at a table beneath a cluster of sun shards hanging from the ceiling. Book in hand, her eyes trailed across the pages as she read. When I entered, her attention slid to me. “She is asleep, right?” “Yup, out cold. She said she’ll come down whenever she wakes up.“ I pulled out a chair and sat down at the square table. Remembering my promise to Saelia not to tell Lysandra about our conversation, I tried to steer the conversation in a different direction. My mouth curved into a teasing grin at the angelic woman and I nodded at the book. “‘The Needful Elf’? You and Saelia really do enjoy cultured literature.” “Yes, I do. What is it to you?” she said, a hint of sheepish defensiveness coloring her expression. “Nothing,” I said with a small chuckle. “You just don’t seem like the type.” “Oh? What ‘type’ am I?” she asked, a hint of annoyance and challenge creeping into her voice.
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168. You Won't Understand...
Sitting next to Saelia in the pitch blackness of her room, I stared at her blindly. “That’s not true!” The incredulous response from my heart bypassed my brain and rushed straight out of my mouth. “Mark doesn’t know shit!” “No, he does…” Frustrated anger simmered in me. It threatened to boil over at the way she was talking about herself, but I managed to stifle the urge to righteously dismiss the ridiculous claims. Instead, I attacked the root of the problem. “What happened in New Venice is the reason you won’t use your Scorcher magic, right?” Wimpers leaked from her as her effort to control her voice wavered. “Yes…” “It’s the reason you feel like this?” “Yes…” “Alright, tell me what happened. I’ll tell you after if I think you’re a monster or not.” “Please… Don’t make me do this…” My heart tensed at the quivering fear in her exhausted voice, but I pressed forward. “I don’t think you’re a monster… but this seems to be the only way I can think of to convince you of it.” “Y
