Carnal Immortal
Chapter 162: Another Prey On The Platter

Chapter 162: Another Prey On The Platter

After the dinner, the kiss between Amon and herself really riled Stephanie up.

After getting left on the edge of a very intense orgasm, Stephanie rushed back to her room, pulled out one of her toys from her nightstand, and began playing with herself.

She opens her legs wide open and presses the tip of her dildo against her pussy. Stephanie shoves the dildo inside her pussy and begins moving it in and out of her pussy.

She angles it in a certain way so that she hits all her sensitive zones. Though she finds pleasure in the process, she realizes that it’s nothing compared to what Amon made her experience in that brief five minutes that they made out.

The way he pressed against her pussy, the way his tongue felt inside her mouth, it could not be replicated.

Stephanie moans and tries to relive the experience through her memory.

She remembers the way Amon was looking into her eyes when they kissed and how his hands fondled her ass, digging his hard fingers into her flesh. Stephanie tries to relive everything.

Stephanie finds herself getting hornier, but the dildo is still not doing her much justice. She wants to feel what she felt before. She doesn’t want this lackluster experience.

As she continues to play with herself, she suddenly receives a message on her phone.

Unable to concentrate on pleasuring herself, she decides to check who messaged her. She picks up her phone and unlocks it to see Megan has sent her a video.

Curious she opens Megan’s message and presses play on the video sent by Megan.

As soon as the video starts playing, she hears Megan’s loud moans and sees Megan’s face twisted with depravity.

In the video, Megan is filming herself getting fucked by Amon. She is on her knees pointing her ass up in the air with her face pinned to the bed with Amon’s leg as she is getting piledrived by his massive cock.

From the angle, Stephanie sees Amon’s godly body clapping down on her asscheeks making loud sounds. Megan’s moans are feral and Amon is grunting like a beast.

[Hope this helps, enjoy!!!] The message reads right below the video.

Stephanie watches the video with wide eyes, seeing how rough Amon is being with Megan, treating her like an object that can only serve the single purpose of being his flesh toy and nothing else.

Stephanie’s pussy begins leaking with her juices, and she gets extremely horny watching the video. She carefully watches Amon’s movements and begins matching his pace as she shoves her dildo deeper into her pussy.

She starts getting rough with herself while matching Amon’s pace. She sees herself in Megan’s place, having her face stepped on with her ass pointing up in the air while she gets pounded to oblivion.

Stephanie sees Megan convulse violently as she experiences one orgasm after the other. She gets frustrated because she is still not close to hers, so she gets even rougher with her pussy as she imagines Amon violating her pussy.

She starts feeling it, her whole body clenches up, and she moans out loud "~AANNNNNNNNNNNNN~" Stephanie arches her back and begins orgasming. Her body shivers with ecstasy as it goes through an intense orgasm.

After a minute, Stephanie lay breathing heavily on her bed. She winded herself after being so rough on herself; she had never pushed herself this much.

She looks at the video again, breathing heavily. The video has ended, and now she has time to collect herself and think straight again.

"Do I really want that?" she questions out loud, imagining something between Amon and herself, but the more she thinks about it, the more she realizes that it may never come true.

Her husband won’t allow it, and she doesn’t have the guts to sneak behind his back. If he finds out, he will kill her.

She remembers Megan telling her to rely on Amon to take care of Martin, but Stephanie knows that Martin’s connections are not just rich politicians but also hardcore criminals.

And these hardcore criminals only speak the language of money. If Martin wants, he can get rid of anyone with their help. It’s not safe for either her or Amon to pursue any relationship.

Tired and frustrated, she puts her phone away and goes to sleep. She doesn’t want to bother herself thinking about a future she cannot live in.

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Back inside Amon’s apartment, Amon looks at the blabbering mess he made of Megan and appreciates his work.

He really roughed her up good this time so she won’t be able to recover naturally. He heals Megan up as she is his favorite toy. He doesn’t want a broken toy.

Megan gains back her senses and turns to look at Amon.

The look of obsessive love in her eyes is gone and now replaced with fanatic worship. Amon made her experience nirvana so now, in her eyes, Amon is not just her lover, but a god.

She will go above and beyond for him. She won’t hesitate even for a second to think if something is right or wrong if Amon tells her to do something.

"That was the best thing ever," she says clinging tightly to him.

"It indeed was. It’s your reward for doing really well tonight. If you want to experience it again, continue being my good fucking slut," Amon says, grabbing her hair while looking into her eyes.

Megan whimpers and nods her head. Satisfied, Amon gives her a long kiss before getting off the bed.

"Where are you going?" Megan asks. "I am not going anywhere. As for you, you need to return to your house. It’s already morning," Amon says.

Megan looks out the window and sees the dusky sky. She nods her head and puts back her clothes and leaves before giving Amon one last kiss.

Since Amon healed her completely, she doesn’t feel any fatigue or soreness. Instead, she feels livelier than ever. There is some spring in her steps. She has never felt this good.

So, with a smile, she returns home.

Feeling refreshed, Amon decides to spend some time surfing the internet. See if something interesting’s going on.

He sees a tiny news bulletin on the side of the web browser talking about the ritualistic killing going on in the city. ’Should I look into this? It would be some good entertainment?’ Amon thinks looking at the news but changes his mind.

"Na, some other time," he says and opens the most popular streaming website. Streaming is a huge industry with a lot of beautiful women and it also means a lot of delicious prey for Amon.

At the very top of the recommended list, he sees a familiar face. Cassandra.

He smiles and opens her stream and sees her wearing the same witch dress he bought for her. She is looking even sexier than last time because her current makeup matches her outfit.

Amon looks at her chat and sees them fawning over her.

"Welcome guys, since today is Sunday, I have decided to stream all day. You guys should be feeling very lucky hearing this, don’t you?" Cassandra says with a teasing voice, riling some of the viewers up.

Amon smirks seeing her like this. She isn’t putting up any front at all during her streams. She is just as slutty in her stream as in real life.

He decides to gift her.

As Cassandra streams, she gets a massive donation of a thousand dollars. [You should hit up Rea sometimes] the donation reads out loud.

While her audience might not know what this message is implying, Cassandra understands it very clearly.

She sees the username and finds Amon’s name on it. She beams with a smile and answers to the donation "I definitely will," She says.

Her chat is confused and asks her who Rea is but she ignores them, not bothering to answer.

Amon doesn’t linger around much and leaves the stream. He browses around and finds some beautiful streamers who could potentially become his prey.

Suddenly, his phone starts to ring, grabbing his attention. He looks at the caller and smiles. It’s Officer Juliana from the night Amon went out on a date with Claressa.

He picks up the phone and answers it. "Yes, Amon speaking,"

"Mr. Amon, it’s Officer Juliana. Can we speak?" she asks over the phone.

"Yes, we can," Amon says.

"Are you free right now?" She asks.

"For you? I can be free all day," Amon says in a flirty tone. This catches Juliana off-guard but she is a police officer. She doesn’t stay surprised for long.

"If you are, can you come over to the station?" she asks.

"Sure, I will be there within an hour," Amon says.

"Thank you, I will be waiting," Juliana says, and ends the call.

Amon puts the phone away and smiles. Another delicious prey has offered herself right now a plate which he is going to love feasting on.

Amon doesn’t directly head out. Instead, he spends the rest of the fifty-five minutes playing some games and fooling around on the internet. "This internet is really an addictive thing," Amon says and turns off his computer.

He stands up and, with a snap on his finger, puts on a new pair of clothes. "She must be waiting, I should head there now," He says and suddenly disappears from his spot.

On the other side of the city, Amon suddenly pops out of thin air right in front of the police station and the people who are walking by don’t even notice him.

He puts on a friendly smile and enters the police station.