Carnal Immortal
Chapter 158: Do It Here?

Chapter 158: Do It Here?

Stephanie felt her whole being crumbling as she heard Amon say that she, too, might get affected by her husband’s action.

"What do I do?" Stephanie murmured while questioning herself. She didn’t think that tonight would be a huge reality check for her.

She expected to enjoy dinner with her guest, but her own curiosity has ruined her mood.

Amon has a smirk on his face seeing Stephanie’s distress. What better time than now to take advantage of this?

He puts his hand on her back and gently rubs it, trying to cheer her up.

"There is a way you can stay far away from all this..." Amon says, instantly getting her undivided attention.

"How?" She asks.

"I shouldn’t be doing this because it would be abusing my power, but I can make it so that your name is never brought up during any investigation," Amon says.

"Investigation?" Stephanie questions.

"Yes, with what Martin has done, soon law enforcement will be on him and they will do everything in their power to bring him down," Amon says.

Stephanie realizes that her husband is doomed.

"Can you really help me?" Stephanie asks looking helpless. Amon seeing her expression, finds his dick getting hard. If he wants, he could pin her down right now and fuck the shit out of her, but he wouldn’t enjoy such an act.

"I can. Not to brag, but I have a lot of influence," Amon says.

Hearing this, Stephanie beams with hope. But soon calms herself down and stares Amon down. She wonders why Amon would go to such lengths to just help her. What is his motive?

"Why?" Stephanie asks.

"What do you mean, why?" Amon questions back.

"I don’t understand why you would help me. We are just acquaintances and nothing more. Is there something you want from me?" Stephanie asks.

’I don’t just want anything from you but the whole you, you will be mine,’ Amon thinks and shakes his head.

"I don’t want anything from you. I can tell that you are innocent and don’t deserve what is about to come crashing onto you. It is, after all, your husband’s fault. I am just trying to help an innocent person," Amon says.

Stephanie, though, doesn’t completely trust Amon. He is her best option right now.

"Thank you," Stephanie thanked him.

"No need to thank me now. With how serious this matter is, even your husband doesn’t completely understand that shit he is in, and law enforcement is keeping a very low profile to not spook him and cause him to flee the country permanently. Martin will be back and when he does, you have to prepare yourself," Amon says.

Stephanie nods her head. "Is it that bad?" She asks again. "Far worse than you can imagine," Amon says. Stephanie trembles. She wonders what her husband has done, that even his powerful name and influence won’t save him this time.

Just who did he offend?

Seeing her getting more distressed, Amon puts his hand on her shoulder and brings her closer. Stephanie leans on Amon’s strong chest and closes her eyes to calm herself down while she hears his strong heartbeat through his chest.

She feels comfort and a sense of security in Amon’s arm, something she has never felt before in her life. Not with Martin or any of her past lovers and boyfriends.

’Is this why Megan fell in love with him?’ she questions, feeling extremely safe in his embrace. Stephanie feels like nothing in this world can harm her if she stays in his arms.

She can feel the warmth of his body and the firmness of his grasp on her body. It’s almost addictive.

Her face turns red as she realizes that she is getting very touchy with a man who is not her husband. Even though she has been kissed by Amon before, she brushed it off as some kind of greeting, but this hug feels extremely intimate.

The kind that is only shared between people who are deeply in love.

She immediately backs away with a flushed face and apologizes. "I am sorry,"

"Don’t worry, I don’t mind having a beautiful woman taking advantage of me," Amon teases her making Stephanie chuckle.

The uncomfort that she felt before has completely disappeared, replaced with a feeling of calmness and a budding desire for Amon.

She is now glad that Amon told her everything so that she will be ready when things come crashing down, and she is also grateful for being here with her and giving her some support.

"Megan is taking a while. I will go check on her," Amon says and gets up.

"I will get dinner ready by then," Stephanie says and heads to the kitchen.

Amon watches her sexy figure sway toward the kitchen before making his way to the washroom.

He arrives in front of the washroom and pushes open the door to see Megan looking at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair.

Amon enters the washroom and approaches Megan. He stands behind her and wraps his hands around her.

Megan beams with a massive smile seeing Amon. "I was almost done," she says. "Well, I just couldn’t wait any longer. I can’t leave my slut all alone now, can I?" Amon says, firmly grasping both her breasts and giving them a hard squeeze.

"~Annnnn~" Megan moans feeling his fingers dig into her breasts. She looks at his reflection in the mirror with depraved eyes and begins grinding her ass against his crotch.

"You are such a slut, can’t even resist the temptation for a second," Amon says pulling down her dress and making her big breasts bounce out.

"Look how erect your nipples are. Don’t tell me you want to get fucked right now?" Amon whispers into her ear as he pinches her nipples and pulls them forward.

"~Mmnnnn~" Megan presses her lips together and moans as she feels lightning run down her spine from Amon’s actions.

"Yes, please fuck me~," Megan moans. She has been desperate for his dick since this morning. "But what about Stephanie? This is, after all, her house. What if she catches us fucking?" Amon questions.

"I don’t care. I just want to feel Darling’s massive cock," Megan says.

Amon smiles and lets go of her breasts.

"Kneel" Amon orders. Megan doesn’t hesitate for a second hearing his command, and goes down on her knee.

She stares at his crotch in anticipation and then looks up at him with begging eyes, waiting for his next command.

"Take it out," Megan happily begins unzipping his pants, hearing his next command. She then pulls down his pants and lets the sleeping beast fall out.

Amon’s limp dick smacks Megan’s face.

Feeling his limp warm dick on her face, Megan gulps and begins sniffing it like the addict she is. But she doesn’t dare to do anything else until Amon’s next order.

"Lick it," Amon orders.

Megan opens her mouth, brings out her tongue, and begins licking his dick from the shaft all the way to the tip.

She covers his dick with her saliva and moisturizes it completely.

Though desiring it very much, Megan doesn’t wrap her lips around it because Amon’s orders are her commandments. She will only do what he told her to. So unless he tells her to suck him properly, she won’t do it.

Megan enjoys every second of her tongue lathering Amon’s cock as she savors his addictive flavor.

Amon looks down at the slut he created with great pride. The way she licks his cock with deep reverence makes her his best girl.

"Good girl, now you can begin sucking." Amon gives her the green light.

"Thank you darling~," she says with a big smile and immediately wraps her plum lips around his massive cock.

Now that she has become used to sucking his massive, thick cock, it is very easy for her to take it all the way in. She knows Amon likes it when his cock reaches the very depth of her throat, so she doesn’t delay it.

Opening her mouth wide and relaxing her throat, she pushes through as her lips touch the very end of Amon’s cock while she maintains eye contact.

Megan chokes herself on his massive, thick cock before beginning to move her head back and forth.

Amon enjoys the sensation on his cock and also the scene in front of his eyes. Megan makes the hottest blowjob face out of anyone.

Eyes wide and teary, cheeks sucked in, lips getting stretched as she slowly pulls back and when she takes it back in deep, her eyes roll back her head and her throat stretches taking the shape of his cock when looked from the side.

"You love sucking my cock, don’t you?" Amon asks with a smirk on his face.

"Mmhhhhhhhmmmm~" Megan says something, but it isn’t coherent. "I know and that is why you are my favorite slut," Amon praises her, understanding what she wanted to say.

Megan feels giddy with happiness hearing that she is his favorite slut and begins putting more effort into the deep throat she is performing on Amon’s cock.

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Back in the dining room, Stephanie finishes setting up all the plates and dishes, but there is still no sign of Megan or Amon.

’Why are they taking so long?’ she thinks and decides to check on them.

Putting down the last dish on the dining table, Stephanie wipes her hands and heads towards the washroom.

As she gets closer to the washroom, she begins hearing a weird sound, the sound of something wet getting plunged over and over again.

"What’s that sound?" She questions as she arrives in front of the washroom.