H.A.M.

The heat hits the harem as soon as they pass the velvet rope—sweat, smoke, perfume, and promise. Lights flash pink and violet. Bass shakes the floor. The crowd parts instinctively.

The harem enters like a seven-person hallucination.

Kaori leads in that slit cheongsam, smirking, hips hypnotic as always. Sofia floats behind her, regal and serene, like every step she takes should be photographed. June jumps up onto the base of a column and grinds on it like it owes her money, already cheering. Riley, pressed against Chen’s side, squeezes their hand. They’re glowing, overwhelmed, turned on beyond words. The twins flank Chen like bodyguards—or concubines. Or both.

Chen claims a VIP booth. Sofia tips the bouncer without breaking eye contact. The whole club knows: the seven are not part of the scene—they are the scene.

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Kaori wastes no time. She yanks Chen into the booth, straddles them, and grinds slowly—not for speed, but to savor. “This is just round one,” she breathes into Chen’s ear, followed with a light kiss on their lips.

Chen is instantly hard.

Then she hops up and gestures. “Next.”

It becomes a challenge, with each lover taking a turn.

Sofia sits on Chen’s lap facing away, rolling her hips while stroking their chest with both hands, occasionally fondling their famously sensitive nipples. June rides Chen through their jeans, unbuttoned, not caring who sees—until Isabella grabs her hair and pulls her off, like a jealous twin flame. Gabriella kisses her way down Chen’s neck and leaves a perfect lipstick mark just above their collarbone. Riley, at the end, climbs into Chen’s lap shyly… then surprises everyone by grinding so hard that Chen moans aloud.

They murmur, “Did I win?” Chen pulls them close, rewarding them with a deep, passionate and lustful kiss.

“You wrecked me, sweetheart.”

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June pulls a glittery shot glass from her bag, drops in a handful of folded dares, and spins the jar in the center of the table.

Sofia pulls: “Buy a stranger a drink. Kiss them. Make them jealous of Chen.”

She chooses a gorgeous tourist. Buys the drink. Leans in close. Then she turns, points to Chen, and whispers something in his ear. The stranger glances at them, blushes, and walks away dizzy. Mission: complete.

Kaori pulls: “Lick something off Chen in public.”

Chen doesn’t ask what. She pulls their waistband open, spits, and licks them clean. Under the booth table. In full view of whoever’s watching. Knowing full well that Chen’s rock-hard cock is now drenched in pre-cum. “Mine,” she growls, proudly.

Riley pulls: “Make someone cum with your hand under the table.”

They pick Gabriella. A few minutes later, the twin is gasping quietly into Chen’s neck while Riley’s hand works beneath the table, slow, loving but ruthless. Chen kisses them both when it’s over.