Five Masks of Sin_Reverse Harem Romance

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by Kelli Callahan


  “Ah, you’re sitting!” Simon walked into the room and smiled.

  “That’s an improvement.” Lenny followed behind him, still using the cane he was required to use for a little while after his surgery.

  “The gang’s all here.” Harland chuckled. “Well, except for Dane.”

  “He’s coming. He stopped at the vending machine.” Simon looked over his shoulder for a moment and then Dane walked into the room.

  “They said we’re not supposed to have this many people back here.” Dane smiled and opened his soda. “I told them we would make it quick.”

  “I want to talk to you all about something.” Harland held his ribs and balanced against the tray table next to his bed. “I’m sure by now you’ve all heard about the arrangement Violet has with the guys she lives with?”

  “Yeah.” I nodded. “Seven guys and one girl. That’s crazy.”

  “Is it? We’d only need two more to have that right here in this room—well, minus Lyric, of course.” He grimaced for a moment. “I’d like to invite you all to come back and live with me in the Southern Isles. With Lyric.

  “Wow.” Lenny raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Leaving Kentucky?”

  “You haven’t been back to Kentucky in a month.” I looked over at him and shrugged.

  “I haven’t been to work in a month.” Dane smiled. “Thanks for taking care of us, by the way, Harland. I didn’t expect that kind of gratitude.”

  “I owe you all a life debt.” Harland grimaced again. “It will never be repaid the way it should, but I think setting you all up for life financially is a good start.”

  “Uh.” I raised my hand. “I didn’t see any deposits in my bank account.”

  “You’re as wealthy as I am!” Harland started to chuckle, but then grabbed his ribs. “I mean, you will be, right—once you marry Lyric.”

  “Well, if we get married, she also has to have my baby to satisfy the conditions of my grandfather’s trust agreement.” I exhaled sharply. “If we all agree to move to the Southern Isles, is that going to be a problem? I mean, don’t you have to take a wife?”

  “My first act as king is going to be, I guess you could say, enhancing the law in the Southern Isles. It won’t just be a man that can have as many wives as he wants. Women will also be allowed to marry as many times as they want as well.” He smiled. “We could all marry Lyric.”

  “Whoa...” I was the one who said it first, but everyone echoed the same surprise. “I do need her to carry the Massaro name, at least until I get my trust released.”

  “I got no problem with that.” Harland nodded with a weak tilt of his head. “I guess, if you all agree, there’s only one piece of business left.”

  “Oh yeah? What’s that?” I looked around the room.

  “Dane.” Harland turned his attention to the man sipping a soda. “Or should I call you Paul?”

  “How many names do you have?” Lenny snorted and shook his head in surprise.

  “Violet told me what she did for you.” Harland sighed. “And why it was necessary. If you come live with me in the Southern Isles, Adeline can live there with you.”

  “I...I could see my little girl again?” Xavier—Dane—Paul’s eyes filled with tears.

  “You could.” Harland nodded. “And since you’ll be married to the queen, that makes her the first princess of our line.”

  “Harland—I...” The soda hit the floor and he rushed over to hug the prince.

  “Careful!” Harland winced.

  “What did I miss?” Lyric walked in. “Why is Dane hugging Harland? Dane, you’re gonna break him!”

  “His name’s Paul now.” Lenny shrugged. “Don’t ask me why.”

  Epilogue: Lyric

  Six months later

  We all relocated to the Southern Isles, leaving our old life behind. I convinced my parents to move there with me, and with a little prodding, my sister decided to come as well. The thought of having a whole kingdom full of men that would treat the sister of the future queen right was enough to drag her away from her life in America. Harland set my parents up in a mansion with servants and all of the things they needed to have a lovely retirement. They didn’t fully understand how their little girl ended up becoming involved with five different guys after the World Ball, but they did their best to understand. My sister thought it was the greatest thing ever and couldn’t wait to start her own harem of delicious Southern Isles men.

  Harland was fully recovered when he took the throne, shed the title of prince, and became the new King of the Southern Isles. He started instituting change immediately, allowing women to take as many husbands as they wanted, abolishing useless tariffs, and even renegotiating the tax they had with New Zealand. His popularity level surged quickly and when he announced that he was going to be the first man from Southern Isles to only marry one woman, it made the news across the entire world. The announcement that followed, about allowing his future wife to have other husbands, did more than make the news; it became a media sensation. We worked hard to keep our name out of the news after Harland’s kidnapping, but there was no way to avoid it once he took the throne.

  Harland’s brother was imprisoned, but Harland didn’t make it a rough life. The jail cell he was put in was fairly comfortable, but it would be the only room he would see for the rest of his life. I thought it was entirely too kind. After what he did to Harland, I would have been happy to see him executed. Harland did exile his brother’s wives though, along with any potential children that they could have been carrying. Considering how many wives he had without a child before he was imprisoned, I was fairly certain he wasn’t entirely functional in that department, but I kept that theory to myself. Princess Aria was the only one who tried to fight her exile, begging to divorce Rohr and marry King Harland as she was originally supposed to do. If Harland hadn’t put her on the boat as fast as he did, I might have slapped the pretty off her lovely royal face for daring to try and lay claim to one of my future husbands.

  Maximo was pretty happy to relocate to the Southern Isles. He still had four years to figure out how to get his trust and we had two plans to make it happen. The first was to produce the heir bearing the Massaro name, which I fully intended to do once we were wed, and the second involved convincing the trustee to transfer the money to an account in the Southern Isles. If our first plan didn’t go through, Harland said he could release the money once it was in one of his banks. Maximo was eager to have a child with me, but he was thankful for the alternative in came it didn’t happen.

  Lenny took over the distilleries in the Southern Isles. Within a month, he had blended his Kentucky moonshine formula with some of the liquors produced in the kingdom and it was slowly becoming our number one export. Harland had wood brought in from Lenny’s hometown and built him a cabin. It was on the beach, instead of a mountain, since there were very few mountains in the Southern Isles, but Lenny didn’t mind being able to step out of his rustic home and straight into the ocean. It was the best of both worlds for him, and when I stayed with him for the night, I couldn’t deny that it was glorious. Lenny was a simple guy. He might not have been the smartest man in the Southern Isles in the areas of politics, but he definitely understood business.

  Xavier-Dane-Paul, or XDP as we started to call him, was the happiest man in the world when Adeline arrived. She was old enough to understand that her father didn’t die in the fire as she had been led to believe. As awful as that experience had to be for her, I understood why he had to do it. He protected her from the horrors she would have endured with her mother. He brought his parents to the Southern Isles as well, and they were set up in a mansion that resembled the one Harland set up for my parents. Adeline was named the First Princess of Harland’s reign. I didn’t quite understand the politics of it, but I knew it was a huge honor. I wasn’t quite comfortable with letting her call me her new Mommy, but I figured that would come in time since the one she had wasn’t worth the name.

  Simon seemed very con
tent in the Southern Isles. He really did just want a simple life where he could have someone that cared about him. Harland offered him a job as the royal flogger, and while I had to chuckle about it, I wasn’t surprised when he accepted. He certainly knew how to deal out punishment. It turned out to be a rather dull post for him, though. The last person that had been sentenced to flogging was Harland, and he didn’t seem to have any interest in tacking on lashes for criminals. Simon’s whip was ready, though, just in case it was ever needed. He threatened to bring the whip home with him a couple of times when I was especially sassy, but I knew he would never actually hurt me.

  ONE MONTH LATER

  “Oh my god. That was the wedding of my dreams.” I fell back onto the bed and exhaled a long sigh. “The masks were an awesome touch.”

  “My feet hurt in these shoes.” Lenny grunted and started kicking off the tight leather shoes.

  “You’re officially a Massaro.” Maximo grinned. “Along with a lot of other names after the hyphen.”

  “She might start a new tradition. We could end up with a dozen hyphens after their last names before you know it.” Harland took a seat and smiled.

  “The only tradition I’m interested in is consummating this marriage.” Simon started removing his shirt.

  “Yeah, me too.” XDP nodded and started pulling his shirt out of his pants.

  The five of them undressed and then they started peeling the wedding dress off me. It didn’t take them long to get me undressed. My heart was beating in my chest like it was the first time. There would be no more condoms. Regardless of who planted a seed in me, the baby would be a Massaro by birthright, and the child of Maximo’s wife. That would satisfy the requirements of his grandfather’s trust. Prior to the wedding, we had all agreed that until I had a royal baby inside me, everyone would deposit their seed in my pussy. After that, they could use me in any way that they wanted, especially once the baby hormones sent me into a sex frenzy—or so I had heard.

  “Tight as the first time I was inside you.” Maximo grunted as he started pushing his cock inside me.

  “Feels just as good, too.” I nodded and smiled.

  Maximo started thrusting his hips fast once he was buried inside me. The others took turns, using my mouth and letting me stroke them with my hands to keep them hard before he was done. It didn’t take long at all for the pressure to build up. I was turned on from the day as a whole, from getting married to all five men, to sharing a line of passionate kisses. I orgasmed and my pussy massaged his cock, keeping his climax going until every drop was gone. Once he deposited his seed, he rolled off and Simon took his place. Simon thrust himself into me just as quickly as Maximo and began driving his dick into me.

  “I’m going to do this every night from now on.” Simon let out a grunt and grinned.

  “You know that once I get pregnant, I’m allowed to call you Daddy, right?” I lifted my hips and moaned when I felt him go deep.

  “I’ll make an exception, I guess.” He nodded and started thrusting faster.

  Simon delivered an orgasm that even more powerful than the one Maximo gave me. Simon savored it, not spilling his cum until the orgasm was done. He filled my pussy with his hot semen and then immediately pulled away. I barely had a chance to recover before XDP was on top of me. His cock plunged into my cum soaked pussy and started thrusting, forcing the cum that had already been deposited even deeper inside me. I still hadn’t gotten completely comfortable with calling him XDP, but it was a good inside joke between the six of us.

  “Yeah, pump me full of your cum.” I bit down on my lip. “I know you can make beautiful babies.”

  “A baby that came from you would be amazing.” He nodded and thrust himself into me a little harder. “It’ll belong to me no matter what.”

  I nodded as XDP continued to deliver his furious thrusts. I felt him getting close and my body was on fire with a desire for his baby to be growing inside me. I climaxed hard when his cum started to rush inside me and I wrapped my legs around his back to make sure every drop went inside before he finally pulled away. Lenny took his place, with large lumberjack arms positioned on each side of me. I ran my fingers along them as he started to hammer his delicious dick inside me.

  “Who would have ever thought a guy from Kentucky would be fucking a queen?” He chuckled as he started to take deep breaths.

  “You get to be the only one.” I traced his arms again as I rolled my head back against the sheets.

  Lenny was furious and fast with nothing more than a primal desire boiling inside him. I had grown to expect that. It was a great experience, even if he did make the bed creak beneath us as he tried to destroy my pussy with his length. He had a primal need inside him, an urge that wasn’t easily satisfied. He held me flat against the bed with his weight until I felt his cock start to throb. It brought another orgasm to the surface as he emptied his seed, grunting and growling the whole time. When he was done, I saw Harland approaching.

  “My queen.” He put his hands on his hips. “What am I ever going to do with you?”

  “You better be planning to fuck me because princes and princesses aren’t going to make themselves.” I motioned to him with my finger.

  I hadn’t gotten as much time with Harland as I had with some of the other guys. He was always busy with state affairs and before that, his injuries made it difficult. He was fully recovered finally, and his lust was powerful. The size of his cock definitely enhanced the experience. I orgasmed before he was halfway done and another rushed out of me before he finally started to release his royal seed inside my pussy. He held himself there until it was done and then rolled off the bed.

  “Okay.” I looked around the room with a grin. “Who’s ready for round two?”

  “You really want a baby in there, don’t you?” Maximo whistled with surprise.

  “Yep!” I nodded quickly. “A royal baby and one that will release your trust so you can do the charity work you wanted. I think you just volunteered.”

  “I won’t argue with that.” Maximo stroked his cock until it was hard and climbed on top of me again.

  Surrounding me were my five men, my five masks of sin.

  The End

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