Harem, a Dark Erotic Novelette by M Jet Read Free Book Online Page A

Shekhar's sleeve.  Kis gasped in shock as well, and she scurried backward on the carpet, clamoring to cover herself.
    The bedroom door slammed shut behind us.  "LAY BACK DOWN!" Shekhar thundered.  I startled and reared back from him, never having heard him raise his voice.  I saw Kis' eyes fill with tears as she reluctantly returned to her spread legged position on the rug.  Shekhar looked down at her contemptuously.  "You do not move until I tell you to, do you not know the rules?" he growled.
    Kis did not meet his eyes, but she nodded, biting her lip.  "Yes Shekhar, I apologize.  I was just surprised…To see someone else."
    He nodded, tight lipped, his anger toward Kis still more than apparent.  "You will stay there until I am ready for you," he demanded in a quiet, angry tone.  He turned back to me.  His expression toward me was the exact opposite of the way he had looked at my lover who was lying alone on the floor like a dog waiting for her master.  Though his face conveyed deep love and desire toward me, the hatred within me boiled dangerously.  Why was she here?  What was going on?
    Shekhar took my hand and jerked me toward the bed, not taking a second to wonder what I might be thinking or feeling.  He dragged me to the foot of the bed where he spun me around and placed my hands on the footboard.  He breathed raggedly as he strode behind me and jerked down my saree, the flimsy material tea ring.  I started again as I had never seen this side of him.  He grunted as he fumbled with the buckle of his belt and then I heard it clink on the floor as he dropped his pants.  Suddenly, his hand was on my back, feeling clammy and cool against my flushed skin.  He pushed me over the footboard of his bed and hiked my hips up.  I cried out as he rammed his large cock into me from behind.  The footboard bent me in half, cutting into my stomach and hurting worse with each of his brutal thrusts.  "Oh, Shekhar!" I cried, unable to prevent the tears from flowing.  "You're hurting me!"
    His violent thrusting continued.  "Just a moment, my love, I promise, just a moment…" he breathed.  I cried bitterly as he con tinued his assault but as promised, it was only a moment before he was exploding within me.  He pulled out of me and let me off the footboard.  I grasped my aching abdomen and turned slowly to peer up at him with wounded eyes.  But he paid no attention to me as he strode back to Kis and pulled her by her hand up off the floor.  I watched in terror as he dragged her to the footboard and bent her over it, administering the same cruel treatment I'd just received.  He promised her as well it would only be a moment.  I stared with my hand clamped over my mouth.  Kishori's tiny delicate body bashed against the foot board as he savagely took her.  She snuck a desperate look at me and everything in me wanted to rush forward and somehow save her.  Mercifully, as it had been with me, it was over as Shekhar in his frenzied state came again quickly.
    He pulled Kis off of the foot board, and reached out once more.  Pulling me closer, so that I was elbow to elbow with my sweet Kishori, he put a hand on each of our shoulders and pushed us down to our knees. 
    "Pleasure me, both of you," Shekhar growled.  "And I will pleasure you both."
    My racing heart slowed slightly when I was so close to Kis.  I felt slightly safer knowing she was close enough for me to touch.  To save.
    Shekhar put a hand on the back of Kis' head and pulled it back.  With his other hand, he pulled his cock tight and then thrust it between her lips.  I heard her momentarily choke but she recuperated and began to suck as required.  He threw his head back and moaned, praising her.  Then he withdrew his cock and grabbed the back of my head, thrusting inside of my mouth.  I glared up at him with angry eyes, but he certainly mistook my heat as desire as he began rocking in and out of my mouth.  He was much gentler with me than with