Shackles of the Genie ~ M/M Arabian Erotica

By Derendrea

A steamy male/male Arabian fantasy dripping with ecstasy and magic.

Takrim refuses to be enslaved by the evil djinn temptress, Iigwha. He escapes her clutches, but the djinn torments him with a cursed ring that brings him endless pleasure, but denies him release.

A hunter travelling alone through the Al'inal Forest finds Takrim, half starved and exhausted. Sadiq tries to help him the only way he can - through pleasure.

Content Warning: Contains explicit sex scenes and some horror and violence.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Derendrea
• Release date: Feb 1, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370055630

Derendrea

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SHACKLES OF THE GENIE

AN ARABIAN M/M EROTIC FANTASY

Derendrea

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. This is copyrighted work. Do not replicate it or distribute without written permission from the author. Brief quotes may be used for a review or critique.

© 2018 Derendrea Books

CHAPTER ONE

The Al’inal Forest can get cool at night, even in the summer. The trees are young and thin, and their branches spread out above, reaching for the stars. A gentle mist rises from the river at the base of the mountain.

Sadiq travels alone. He lights a low fire, camping beneath the eaves of a tamarix tree. The pink blossoms gently sway in the evening breeze.

Sadiq settles his back against a rock and gazes out at the misty, dark valley. It has been four days since he left Jazzīn, and the solitude of the expansive outdoors has settled on him. Though he enjoys the company and comfort of the villages, he is most content here, in the wild.

As Sadiq lights a small water pipe and begins to set out his blankets, he finds his hand gripping his curved bow, pulling it beside him. He stares out at the shadowy forest.

Though most of the game here is small and he uses traps to hunt, he still carries the bow for the occasional gazelle or boar. Rarely, he would find the track of a mountain bear or swamp cat, but he had never encountered one face to face. Has such a passing beast put him on alert now?

Listening long and hard, Sadiq finds the forest is quiet. Even the chattery serin sleep. Perhaps that is what disturbed his relaxed contemplation.

Not even a locust or beetle buzzes. Night, here in this fertile land, usually ushers a conglomerate of contented singers.

Only silence surrounds him.

Out of instinct, Sadiq dons his leather vest, connects the sinew to tighten his bow, lifts his quiver over his shoulder, and ties his curved dagger to his belt. He listens, but still there is no sign of what avails him.

Sadiq lifts his water pipe, blowing out puffs into the cool darkness. Whatever is out there will eventually pass on. Any wild thing will be deterred by the light of his fire.

But something does not feel right. It does not feel... natural. The forest itself seems to quiver, as if frightened by some trespassing thing.

All of the apprehension condenses to a single spot, a single sound coming from the base of the valley. A cry of a man, piercing through the night. A cry full of pain, despair, and fear.

Sadiq’s first thought is that some poor soul is being devoured by hyenas. He had once witnessed a young gazelle caught by a troop of the blood-thirsty creatures, and the sound it gave was similar to what he just heard. Only then, the hyenas had cackled, relishing in their victory.

Now, all that answers is quiet. A pervasive darkness and silence that seems to laugh and revel in the anguish.

Sadiq draws nearer to his fire. He is no coward. He is healthy and strong enough to face a troop of hyenas, or maybe even to ward off a pride of lions. But this... whatever lurks in this darkness causes quivers in his heart.

The cry echoes inside him. It was so desperate... No, not desperate... So forlorn, like the man was beyond all hope.

It was a man. Sadiq can not just stay here, by the comfort of his fire, and leave this stranger in the darkness to suffer.

Gathering his courage, Sadiq lifts a long burning branch from the fire and starts into the trees towards the base of the mountain.

CHAPTER TWO

Sadiq urges himself to quicken his pace, but his legs begrudgingly comply. His body is reluctant to continue through the uninviting darkness. The shadows seem to take shape, to reach out for him. Sadiq lifts his knife in one hand, the burning branch in the other, though what use are these weapons against fear?

Reaching the river, Sadiq struggles to see. The distant stars provide no light atop the pervasive darkness, and his makeshift torch only lights a few arm-lengths ahead of him. There is no sign of a man, or anything else through the shadowed trees.

Sadiq wants to call out, to see if the man will answer, but his chest is too tight. His trembling hand raises the burning branch, sensing something is near.

Then, there’s the voice. The voice of the man, but weaker now, coughing. Sadiq shines the light ahead, and sees half a crouched, trembling form under the shadows of a leaning boulder.

Hello?

Sadiq steps forward. The figure barely reacts to his advance. As Sadiq nears, he sees the man is scantily dressed, especially to be out in this chill, and his