Carnal Immortal
Chapter 136: Sacrifice

Chapter 136: Sacrifice

Claressa is the second woman Amon has made unconscious with pleasure, but as a god with unlimited power, how could he be satisfied with just a few women a day?

With another beauty, just a few meters away from his reach, he can’t rest now.

He scoots off the bed without being bothered about Claressa waking up. With how intense the sex was, Claressa is not getting up anytime soon.

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To calm herself down, Grace comes to the kitchen to drink or eat something cold.

She looks around the kitchen before opening up the refrigerator. Her eyes drift around the shelves before stopping over a tub of ice cream.

"This will have to do for now," she says and picks up the tub and closes the refrigerator’s door.

"Late-night snack?" She suddenly hears someone speak up right behind her, startling her.

Grace jumps in fright and almost slips, and falls, but Amon is there to catch her.

Grace looks up and sees her friend’s date grabbing her by her waist, preventing her fall.

Amon props her up to her feet and chuckles. "You need to be more aware of your surroundings," He suggests.

"Mhmn~" She nods her head acknowledging his statement, but her mind is completely focused on one thing right now, Amon’s body.

Though she got a glimpse of it when he was fucking Claressa, it was not very clear due to his constant movements.

She can’t help but gasp as she stares at his body. His big, perfect muscles are something she has never seen before. Grace also can’t help but look a little further down to check out Amon’s privates.

Though he is wearing underwear right now, his bulge is very visible, and it’s big.

She clearly saw how big it was when Amon was inside Claressa, but now that it is up close to her, it feels even bigger, even though it is hiding behind his underwear and is not erect.

As Grace stares at it, the scene of Amon pounding Claressa starts playing in her head again, making her feel hot again.

Unlike Claressa, who has always been into rather submissive and pretty boys, Grace has always fancied the macho and alpha type.

If Claressa was not in the picture, Grace would have already jumped on Amon, trying to seduce her.

In her eyes, Amon is the perfect man, big, muscular, strong, rich, and very handsome. Someone her father won’t object to.

"Do you like it?" Amon suddenly asks, snapping Grace out of her thoughts.

"Wa..what?" she asks looking up at Amon and almost losing herself in his intense stare.

"I asked, do you like it?" Amon asks again.

"What do you mean... Oh, you mean the ice cream? I haven’t eaten it yet," Being caught off guard by Amon’s question, Grace tries to make sense of it and concludes that Amon is asking about the ice cream in her hand, because who in the right mind would ask about whatever she has in her mind right now.

Amon smirks.

"No, I am not talking about the ice cream. I think you know what I am talking about?" Amon says and takes a step towards Grace.

Feeling Amon’s overwhelming presence, Grace takes a step back and finds herself against the kitchen counter. She now has Amon standing right over her, staring into her eyes.

"I don’t know what you are talking about?" Grace says, trying to calm her heart. She has never been confronted like this before.

’This man... Fuck, he has me all riled up within our very first exchange?’ Grace thinks and crosses her legs, trying to control herself.

"Grace, we both know what I am talking about. You couldn’t take your eyes off it," Amon says.

Grace figures out Amon’s game. ’So this is how you do it,’ Grace thinks. She figures out Amon’s game. He uses his natural charisma and dominant aura to overwhelm others, making them confused and frustrated.

The same thing happened to Claressa, and he is doing the same thing to her, but here in Grace’s case, she doesn’t mind it at all.

Claressa wanted to fight back against Amon and Grace saw how it ended. With Claressa being treated like a fuck doll for his pleasure. But Grace is not Claressa. She is happy being a good little slut for a man like Amon.

Grace is conflicted right now. Her friend Claressa likes Amon, but she too finds herself attracted to him. She doesn’t know what to do. Should she be a good friend and reject Amon, or should she listen to her desires?

"Well, how could I not stare? You are walking about almost naked. Anyone would stare at it," Grace decides to push back a little and see how Amon reacts. Will he back off or advance?

How things will proceed from now will solely depend on Amon’s action. Though Grace is Claressa’s friend, her life doesn’t revolve around Claressa. She too is from an influential family, though not as big as Claressa’s. The name Wildenport still holds a lot of influence in this city.

Grace Wildenport, just like Claressa, has always gotten what she wants. She is confident, sexy, smart and driven. She is also the only person who says things how it is to Claressa.

Till now, their interest never overlapped when it came to choosing a man because the men they liked were on the complete opposite spectrum. Claressa with her pretty face submissive men and Grace being attracted to men with a confident personality and strong bodies.

But now things are different when it comes to Amon. He is exactly Grace’s type. If Amon had not met Claressa first and they both were introduced to him at the same time, it would have been Grace who Amon would have fucked tonight.

"You have a valid point, but I am not convinced. After all, I did see you touching yourself while peeping at me and Claressa having sex," Amon says and extends his hand, grabbing Grace’s exposed waist.

Her eyes dilate as Amon gets a little closer. His hand starts moving down her stomach and toward her crotch.

"Fuck, he saw me," Grace thinks.

Mind you, she is just in her nightwear right now. Most of her skin is very open.

Grace opens her mouth to speak up, trying to stop Amon as a voice in the back of her head continues reminding her of Claressa, but Amon stops her instantly by placing his finger on her lips.

"I know you came here to calm yourself down after what you saw, but I don’t think it’s fair to you," Amon says as his hand finally reaches her crotch.

He runs his finger down her pussy, over her lingerie, making Grace gasp in shock. She has never met someone with such boldness.

It has only been a few minutes since they began talking and only shared a few words between them and he is already touching her.

This would have been a completely different scenario if it was someone else, but Grace is entranced by Amon. His looks, his voice, his aura, his touch, everything feels so alluring.

"Why not?" Grace asks gasping.

"I think a sexy woman like you deserves all the pleasure she can get in the world. You shouldn’t sacrifice it for anyone else," Amon says and increases the pressure and intensity on her pussy.

"~mmmnnnnnfffff~" Grace moans but tries to keep it in. She stares into Amon’s eyes, trying to say something, but Amon stops her again.

He moves in and begins kissing her. Feeling Amon’s tongue invading her mouth, she begins fighting a losing battle, which she instantly loses.

Grace can’t help but get lost in the sensational sloppy kiss as it continues.

Now, with Grace in his grasp, Amon begins feeling her up. Her sexy body now, all for him to take.

His hands roam around her curves before finding them on her big, supple breasts.

Grace finds himself lost in pleasure she never felt before, the way Amon touches her, ravishing her body as he pleases. No one has ever made her feel this before.

Amon stops kissing her and pulls back, leaving a trace of saliva between their lips.

They both stare into each other’s eyes with lust consuming both of them.

Amon grabs her by her waist and flips her around. Grace gasps from the sudden movement.

He presses his already hard erection into her crotch and begins slowly humping her.

"~Annnnn~" Grace moans feeling his hard dick rubbing against her lingerie over her pussy, turning her pussy into a faucet.

Amon slides her shoulder-length hair to the side and kisses her nape, then her clavicle, sucking on it and biting it gently. He moves up her neck, kissing it every step before he reaches her ear.

He takes a bite of it and whispers into her ears. "Tell me Grace, why would you sacrifice this for anyone else?" His hand begins moving towards her crotch.

Amon slides his hand inside her lingerie and directly touches her pussy with his fingers.

"~ANNNNNNNNNN~" Grace can’t contain her loud moan as she feels a current run through her body with just this simple touch.