Ghoul King's Harem

Alexander threw his body through the large portal; he was not willing to remain in the range of that huntress after teasing the tiger.

'If only that woman were as cute as something simple like a tiger!'

He felt a slightly strange sensation enveloping his body, his organs rearranging as the world began swirling and spinning before Alex fell into the darkness.

After what seemed to be an eternity, his eyes regained their focus, but it was strange. Last time they were brought into the world at a particular area, with a transfer marking below their feet.

But now...

More than 21 bows were suddenly pointed towards him; the woman he was sure to have left here more than a month ago stood in his arms after his appearance caused her to stumble.

Her silver eyes looked at him with shock before transforming to aggression and intent. Grasping her dagger, she quickly stabbed at his throat while the women around shouted something at him in the distance.

This woman was the one who helped him fight the kobolds in the past; her hands were relatively slow, Alex easily dodging the blade, twisting his arms around her wrist and wrapping around her back, the smooth sensation of her buttocks pressing against his body, as she gasped, struggling within his grasp.

Alex held her arms as the dagger dropped to the ground with a jangle.

"Release the princess!"

"Filthy invader, release our lady!"

The countless archers shouted while the woman within his grasp was relatively calm, her breathing was erratic at first but gradually calmed down.

"Is this the way you treat someone you've hunted with?" His deep, sultry voice resounded as the women's eyes looked confused, their arrows swaying as they alternated between full draw and relaxing in groups of 4, always keeping 4 women locked on his body to fire at any moment.

His breath was hot, blowing against the soft brown ears of the woman they called princess; he would ever harm her as it seemed this task we indeed related to this woman whom he initially thought was just a commander or something.

"You're as beautiful as last time we met, little huntress."

"Ugh!?"

The woman's silver eyes glared at him, but the slight blush on her cheeks and the scent her body was excreting was enough for him to understand this princess didn't hate the current situation; Alex knew nothing about their culture or world, only knowing that this woman would soon be in danger of death, and he would hate that.

'Especially when she's so feisty and cute.'

He was too used to being around his Vesta daily that his actions became more flirtatious, his lips brushing against her slightly pointed ears, the archers seeming to be livid, especially the one with silver hair, her face a little older than the other's as he nibbled on the tip of the princesses ears, her sensual moan echoing around the dense forest around them.

"Ahhn~ don't..."

"What's your name, princess?"

'The princess of Sarian, huh... I wonder what's special about her.' As he said these thoughts aloud, the archer holding the arrow ready before she loosed it without warning.

"Nnngg!"

Alex instantly caught the shaft in midair, throwing it behind himself as the girl screamed and cried out, falling onto her ass; he reached down and pulled her up gently, turning her towards him and placing his hand under her chin, lifting her mouth towards his.

"Hmm..."

She moaned lightly as he pressed his lips upon hers, tasting her sweet, honeyed tongue as he slipped his fingers along her lower lip.

At the same time, his other arm held the princess like a bag of potatoes under his arm, her body limp as she looked frustrated, her sandy brown skin shimmering as the sun peeked through the trees.

"Be good, don't shoot. I am here to help your princess, but I don't have the hobby of being penetrated... on the other hand, I love penetrating cute women like you." He whispered to her, looking straight into her golden eyes, causing her to swallow hard; he knew she understood exactly what he meant.

"So, are you going to cooperate? Or will I need to tie you down? Either way, you won't want me to hurt you."

A hint of fear flashed across her face; despite how she acted, this woman was no idiot. But she swallowed deeply, nodding once to show her obedience.

Alex gently tapped her ass, glad he didn't have to make her a banshee while lifting their princess as she looked at him with slightly displeased eyes, those silver orbs like the moon filled with shame and anger.

"Why you...!"

Alex kissed her forehead and began walking deeper into the forest; the other women started to follow in droves, likely realising arrows wouldn't work; they followed him holding their daggers, while the princess began to almost visibly steam after feeling his lips pressing against her head.

"B-bastard! Only my husband can touch me!? Let me down! Nghhh! Let me down! Savage!"

"Ohh~ you're finally talking; that cute brown butt of yours almost got a spanking."

"Your name."

"Hmph!" She snorted, looking away, not realising he wasn't one of her subjects, nor scared of her kingdom or father, as his hand lifted into the air, much to the fear and horror of the women chasing his fast movements, before a loud sound echoed through the forest, birds left their perch, animals began to howl, as the princess let out the most sensual and animalistic howl, her cheeks red after his hand remained affixed to her rump, caressing the firm, but meaty flesh that squshed around his grasp.

"I don't care if you are a princess to this world, but you are merely a woman to me. Now answer my question, your name!"

His eyes were dark red, seemingly bored of the game of acting like a high-strung princess, his hand tightly pulling on her ass, enjoying the sensation of this pure and untouched maiden.

"Qilana..... Qilana Princess of Sarian! Please.... stop touching my rear... it's starting to feel strange!" Her brown cheeks with a slight blush were rather adorable as his hand gave one last squeeze, stroking across her entire ass, slipping into her crack as her body convulsed and trembled before he pulled away, dropping her onto the floor with a thud as her face landed in the muddy ground.

"Ugh....!? Is this how you treat me...?" Her little whine sounded before his foot pushed her face down, stopping her from lifting it; a large sword appeared from nowhere and pointed at her neck as he stared at the woman behind.

"Don't annoy me, princess. Just get up."

As she reluctantly rose to her knees, the surrounding women all drew their blades, pointing them at the handsome young man; his face looked at the group of scantly clade desert women, her breasts freely shaking, large hips perfect for bearing children, flawless brown skin like the passionate burning desert sands.

"My name is Alexander; I am here to help you defend the city of Selmont."

"!!!"

"!?"

The princess and the silver-haired woman suddenly gasped and looked at him with a more focused look, especially the silver-haired woman; her eyes examined the princess, who was lifted off the floor by her kobold fur skirt, and helped to stand by this brute of a man. Most other women knew there would be an attack, but needed this kind of man, suitable only for making children? Hah!

"Stupid male, don't you know that women do the fighting?"

"Haha, if he could help us, we are the laughingstock of Vidalia!

"Oh? Is this that kind of world?" He mused.

"What kind of world?" The sharp woman snorted.

"One where women are the more powerful sex?"

"Hmmmph! Men are merely used to make children and women feel good!"

Bang!

A fist smashed into the gut of the loud woman, her body crashing into a distant tree, blood oozing from her lips and nose as the tall male with a pretty face and long ears tilted his head and looked towards his fist.

"Hey... Why are you so weak as a woman?"

That punch had been delivered quickly, yet the woman still hadn't collapsed even though her stomach was torn open; instead, she spat at his feet.

"Y-you fool! You dare insult the pride of women!?"

"Veldema! Stop it!" Qilana shouted, her voice was deep and commanding, but the tone was somewhat soothing to the ears. This woman was proud as a warrior princess but also very different from the others. Alex wanted to win her over; he couldn't be softhanded or show the romantic side he usually would.

'How could women who dominate males be interested in a weak man that is just like the ones around them?'

Instantly after the shout, Veldema stopped as she knelt on the ground holding her bloody stomach, as Alex slowly approached her; his steps were loud, not even trying to hide his power; as the women stepped back, only the woman he kissed stayed still, watching him with her curious golden eyes, as he knelt, stroking his fair and beautiful fingers over the woman's chest, a sticky substance coating the wound as it rapidly began to heal, leaving no scar.

'I imagine this woman would love a battle scar, but not from a man... consider it my way of stepping down.' He thought, turning towards Qilana with a wide grin.

"If you allow me to join you, I promise not to cause trouble for your people."

The silver-haired woman was the first to give him a strange bow, her right arm under her breasts as she leaned forward; it was the first time without kissing one of them that he received any respect from these women.

Was this woman maybe the commander, while the woman he thought was the commander was just a princess? It was likely she was of high rank.

"...Thank you. We shall never forget this kindness."

Not even taking a moment to think, the beautiful princess stared at him with her eyes like twin crescent moons, her head didn't bow, but her words were filled with emotion and pleading that was enough for Alex to let it go.

"Don't mention it; let's quickly get to Selmot, and you can tell me who our enemy is."

He watched as the commander woman made several gestures with her hands; all the women reluctantly began to bow and offer him some form of respect, especially the woman Veldema, who looked at him with strange eyes; they reminded him of the lambs back at home, while the golden-eyed girl was closer to obsession.

"Let's march; we have enough food, skins and sap!"

Thus they began marching towards the east, a distant sandy desert in their view, a small city or village in the distant hills.

After several hours of walking, he arrived at the gates leading into the city: A small village surrounded by walls made out of sandstone blocks.

They were well maintained, with the gate standing tall and sturdy and guards armed with spears patrolling the streets. It was pretty impressive, given how many years ago they'd built such a thing.

They weren't expecting anyone else besides a few hunters and traders passing through. But now they found themselves in a war zone.

Even worse, Alex didn't speak their language, which was understandable considering he came from another dimension, so although he could understand their spoken words, the written was a mystery to him; with his tall height, many of the female warriors and guards watched him with lustful eyes, likely believing he was some prize the princess captured, but he ignored that gaze.

'It feels good to be so desired!'

Because his pride and ego loved the attention, his muscles bulged from beneath his black leather armour, having left his suit in his item ring, wearing simple cloth pants that were tight around the crotch as he walked through the entrance, following the two women who led him further inside, past rows of houses, with women and dainty males looking at him with awe.