My Taboo Harem!

Chapter 826: Roxanne’s Taboo Orgy

Roxanne blinked.

She looked at the screen at Adriana who stood up to show off her body and sat back down— those wide dark eyes, full lips, the visible collarbone and the generous curves the camera struggled to contain.

Adriana’s body was the kind that turned heads and caused accidents.

"Adriana. You are — as someone who spent a decade hating you and therefore has I zero reason to flatter you — devastatingly attractive. If your husband can’t see that, the man needs an eye doctor, not a wife."

A pause...

...Adriana’s face went through a whole journey — suspicion, checking if it was real, then a bright, delighted grin breaking across her face like sunshine after rain.

"I knew I liked you for a reason, Roxanne." She pointed at the camera. "Don’t make me regret welcoming you to the team."

"Wouldn’t dream of it."

"Good. Now —" Adriana turned back to Melissa. "Mel. Seriously. How the hell are you getting prettier? It’s unnatural. It’s offensive. I need your routine, your diet and whatever witchcraft you’re using —"

Melissa laughed and tilted her head, the motion making her robe slip a little more and reveal the soft upper curve of her full supple boobs.

Roxanne noticed it immediately.

She could tell — from the way Melissa’s eyes sparkled with that secret, dangerous light and the way she was steering the whole conversation — that Phei’s aunt was up to something big for Adriana: right after Phei had added Roxanne to the harem, now his own aunt wanted to bring Adriana in too.

The thought hit Roxanne like a spark to dry tinder.

’Gods forgive me,’ she thought, her face suddenly burning hot. But the image came anyway — vivid and beautifully heavenly:

It was the three of them together. Her, Melissa, and Adriana with Phei claiming them all in a rigorous intense foursome.

Roxanne’s pussy grew wet instantly, the heat blooming between her thighs as she pictured it.

’What would it be like if that foursome happened?’

And Phei calling Sierra to join, then Victoria, Delilah, Sienna, and finally Amber.

All of them naked, bodies tangled, moaning, dripping, begging for Phei’s cock while Melissa and Roxanne kissed each other right in front of him.

Her face turned bright red at the thought.

She cursed herself silently for creating such a terrible, taboo incest orgy in her own head. Phei’s aunt... his own blood... and now pulling in all these other women and their daughters.

’It is wrong... so wrong.’

But her pussy throbbed anyway, soaking her panties as the filthy fantasy played out behind her eyes.

Melissa and Roxanne had not stopped.

Melissa laughed and tilted her head.

"Adriana, let me put it this way — if I were married to your husband? With all due respect, I would rather hump my bed frame. The man has the romantic instincts of a fire extinguisher and half the emotional warmth."

Roxanne and Adriana both burst out laughing at the same time — Roxanne’s laugh graceful and muffled against the warm skin of Melissa’s thigh, Adriana’s a loud, full-throated explosion that made the phone speaker crackle.

Melissa waited for the laughter to die down with a calm, satisfied little smile, the patient look of a woman who had landed her punchline perfectly and was happy to let the others recover.

Then she tapped her phone and shared her location. The blue pin dropped on Downtown Paradise like a chess piece sliding into its winning spot.

"I want to surprise you. Come here tomorrow in Downtown."

Adriana frowned at the location. "Downtown Paradise? Mel, what are you doing there — I thought you went to Hell’s Paradise Island. I was literally about to join you there tomorrow with my husband and—"

"Don’t cancel the trip," Melissa said, her voice shifting into that firm tone she used when something was not a suggestion. "But instead of going with your husband — come to me first. I’ll take you to Hell’s Paradise Island myself. There’s a surprise I cannot wait to show you."

"Mel, you know I can’t just —"

"Tomorrow."

"— but my husband —"

"Tomorrow, Adriana."

A beat.

"Fine. Tomorrow."

The call ended.

Melissa set the phone on the armrest with the calm confidence of a woman who had just rearranged someone else’s entire plans through pure force of personality and thought nothing of it.

She knew Adriana. Knew her deeply, the way only a real friendship that had survived fifteen years in Paradise could allow. Adriana would drop everything — the husband, the planned flight, the careful family schedule — and follow wherever Melissa led.

They were that close.

One the queen. The other the loyal soldier who never questioned the direction.

Melissa picked up her phone again. Opened a new message. Typed with the short, direct style she used with the man she loved — not because the love was small, but because he would understand everything even from a few words.

[Pick me and Roxanne up tomorrow instead of today. I have a surprise for you.]

She hit send.

Set the phone down.

And smiled.

It was time.

Time to deliver the first thing she had ever promised him — a few days after their time together, when the sheets were still warm, his heartbeat was fast against her cheek, and she had whispered a vow into the dark.

A promise she had carried in her chest ever since like a loaded weapon ready to fire.

To deliver her circle to him.

Yes — he had claimed the Ashford Madam. And Roxanne. Those were his own victories, won with his own charm and power. But those weren’t Melissa’s circle.

Adriana was.

Adriana was the first. And there were more than eight others waiting — the wives, the friends, the women who had orbited Melissa for fifteen years. When the time came, they would follow their queen into whatever magnificent, terrifying, thoroughly debauched future Melissa chose to give them.

It was time to deliver.

Melissa’s smile widened, dark and satisfied.

Her fingers found Roxanne’s hair again, stroking slowly as she felt the warm press of the other woman’s cheek against her thigh. In the soft amber light of the penthouse, the Ryujin Tiamat princess began, with patient and deliberate pleasure, to keep her promise.