Trapped In His Harem – Trapped and Punished Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
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“Oh, Logan,” I gasp. “This is absolutely beautiful. Thank you!”

“They’re jasmine blooms,” Logan announces, pleased at my response. “Beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl.”

“Thank you,” I whisper, unable to tear my eyes from the golden jewelry. “It’s too much.”

“No, it’s not. Not when it comes to you, sweetheart. Here, let’s put it on,” he growls, taking the box from me and setting it down before picking up the necklace. The delicate gold chain looks especially dainty in his huge, masculine hands as he places it around my neck and clasps it shut. Then, Logan gently kisses my shoulder.

“That’s as much as I can manage,” he growls in my ear. “You’ll have to put on the earrings yourself because I don’t know how that woman stuff works,” he adds with a baritone chuckle.

“I’ve got it,” I giggle, plucking the beautiful earrings from the velvet and putting them in my ears. I spot my reflection in the enormous mirrors that line one side of the dining room and gasp. The jewelry glimmers in the low light and matches my gown perfectly. Giddy with joy, I turn to Logan, who nods, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he takes in the effect of his gift.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Daniels,” I whisper, standing on the tips of my toes as my heels rise off the floor. “I love the gift.”

“I’m glad you like it,” he growls, slanting his mouth over mine. Our lips lock and I circle my arms around his neck to pull that massive form closer to me. Logan’s enormous, and I relish the wide male chest, not to mention the big hands that are already squeezing my bottom. Eyes closed, I part my lips to taste his tongue, and he groans in response.

“Don’t you want dinner?” he growls, then kisses me again.

“You know I do,” I tease as I continue to kiss him.

“Then you better stop what you’re doing,” he chuckles, “because otherwise I’ll have to take you right here against this bar cart and the food will get cold.”

“Are you telling me,” I reply with an arched brow, “that a mansion like this doesn’t have the facilities to keep a few courses hot long enough for me to make love to my man?” Logan gently bites my lip in response.

“Don’t be so sassy,” he chuckles, and slaps my ass with a resounding whack.

“Oh! Well, I’m starving, anyway,” I murmur. “We can pick this up later.”

Those blue eyes flare dangerously as my lover takes me in.

“I’ll hold you to that, young lady,” he growls, and with that, we head over to the dining table just as the butler enters with the first course. It’s a salmon tartare with a side salad of arugula, and freshly baked bread rolls. But when I sit down, I notice something unique about the bread roll.

“A croissant?” I gasp, my mouth watering.

“Yep,” replies Logan, pairing a bite of arugula with his pastry. “Who the hell wants to eat salad with regular bread rolls? I thought you might like this more.”

I giggle.

“Good idea, because I do like it,” I giggle before I dig in. “Goodness, maybe we should just start with dessert then. Why save it for last?”

Logan raises a black brow at me.

“Why indeed?” he chuckles, and for a few moments we simply enjoy the meal. When I look up, I see my man watching me again.

“What?” I smile, dabbing my lips discreetly with a napkin. “Do I have something on my mouth?” But Logan simply smiles and goes back to his own meal.

“Are you enjoying your classes?” he asks with interest.

“Oh, yes,” I reply. “Very much.”

“And do you like Fairlawn College?” he asks.

“I do,” I smile beatifically. “It’s close so it’s convenient, and my professors are wonderful too.”

Logan nods thoughtfully.

“Yes, I can see how that would be an advantage. But it’s a community college, honey. Are you okay with that? After all, if you’re interested,” he says in an idle tone, “I can help you get into a real college. Ivy League, even. Just say the word because I know some people, and I can make some calls.”

Knowing Logan’s powerful position, that probably means that I’ll be admitted to Harvard by next week. But I bite my lip with hesitation.

“Wow. Thank you so much for offering, but honestly, I don’t really see myself as an Ivy League girl. Is that bad?”

Logan’s black brow comes up.

“No, not necessarily. Why?”

I shrug, blushing a bit.

“Well, you know everyone says that education is the path to success, and everyone and their mother wants to attend an Ivy League school. But…”

“But what?” Logan prompts, his blue eyes curious.

I bite my lip again.

“Well, I think community college is more my style. You know, small classes, people I like, the local aspect. Besides, this way I get to see you all the time!” Logan nods slowly.


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