Submitting to the Enemy: In the Prince's Harem ( by Fannie Tucker Read Free Book Online Page B

with a salty, acrid taste that would forever remind me of power.  I gulped it down eagerly even as he spurted another hot dollop into my mouth.  I wrapped my lips around him and held his throbbing cock in my mouth, milking it for every last drop, sucking eagerly with each pulse until the tension went out of his body.  As he softened in my mouth, I let out a contented sigh and sank to the floor.
    Nazari bent down on one knee and stroked my hair.  "Now do you understand, Isabel?"
    I smiled up at him and nodded.  I thought of the computers in the next room, no doubt full of Prince Nazari's secrets.  But the very idea of betraying him seemed ludicrous now.  Why would I hurt him so that I could hunt another man?
    Prince Nazari was unlike any man I'd known.  I only wanted to stay with him, to be his.  The fawning women of the harem no longer seemed absurd to me.  I understood them now.
    "Good," he said.  " I must go, my lamb.  I will send Omar to collect you.  Remain where you are."  He rose and donned his robe, then headed for the exit.
    My jaw dropped in shock.  Was Prince Nazari so confident in his grip over me that he would leave me alone here in his inner sanctum so close to his secret computer room?  Perhaps the computers were passworded.  That would be enough to stop almost anyone, but the software in my necklace could overcome even the most secure password in seconds.  I stiffened as the door fell shut behind him.  Omar could be right outside.  Dared I risk everything?  Just moments ago, betraying Nazari had been the furthest thing from my mind.
    Still, this might be my only chance.  I leapt to my feet and rushed to the dark doorway.  I expected to find a powerful workstation inside, with racks of server equipment and powerful monitors.  Instead, there was only a single laptop sitting on a small, plain desk.  I pushed the office chair aside and pressed a hidden latch on the back of my necklace.  Half of the heavy gem slid apart to reveal a tiny USB drive.  Glancing nervously toward the exit, I jammed the drive into one of the laptop's ports, and a tiny green light began to flicker.
    I sighed with relief, but at that moment, the door opened and Omar Tarik strode in.  I peered out at him as his sharp black eyes scanned the room.  "Dollar?" he called.
    I froze in the darkness, but there was nowhere to hide.

Chapter Six
     
    Omar's eyes narrowed as he turned to the side door.  He drew a pistol from beneath his suit coat and hurried toward me.  With nowhere else to go, I started to walk out, and we bumped into one another.  I screamed in feigned surprise, and Omar took a step back, then raised the pistol.
    Its bore looked enormous when pointed at my face.  "What are you doing back here?" he demanded.
    "Looking for a bathroom," I said, cowering.  "Please don't shoot!  I'm sorry."
    Omar lowered the gun only a fraction.  "There is nothing here for you.  Get out!"
    I started to obey, then hesitated.  The other half of my necklace protruded from the laptop's USB port.  I hadn't had time to remove it before Omar found me, and if I left it there, I would surely be caught.
    I started to walk past him, my head down, my shoulders hunched together protectively.  I willed myself to be nothing but a meek, nude woman.  "Please, master," I said, "don't hurt me."
    Omar grinned.  "I said that you would be mine, Dollar.  I am his favored lieutenant."  He relaxed his gun arm for a moment as his other hand fondled my breast.
    It was the moment I'd been waiting for.  I pivoted on one heel and wrapped my deceptively slender hand around his wrist, twisting hard.
    Omar's eyes widened in shock, and his finger tightened reflexively on the trigger.  The shot was deafening in the tiny concrete cell, but I hoped the thick walls would be enough to muffle the sound.
    My fingertips dug into the tendons of his wrist, and Omar let out a silent cry as I hit a pressure point that made him drop the pistol.  I brought