Carnal Immortal
Chapter 183: A Losing Bet

Chapter 183: A Losing Bet

Shera is surprised by Megan’s words. She doesn’t understand what Megan means when she says she can’t handle it.

"You seem to underestimate me, Megan. You know me, I can handle anything, you have seen it yourself," Shera says with a mischievous smile as she puts her hand on Megan’s thigh.

Megan looks at Shera’s hand as it inches closer to her pussy, but she stops it by holding Shera’s wrist.

"Yes, I did see you handle a lot of things, but trust me, you can’t handle Amon," Megan says proudly.

"You really are underestimating me right now, aren’t you? Don’t forget I have been doing this long before you even thought of cheating on your loser husband and finding someone better," Shera says.

"You are right but trust me, you really can’t handle Amon," Megan continues to tease her.

"Fine, then I want to see it for myself," Shera says.

"Come on, do you really think I don’t see through you? You just want to fuck my man," Megan says with a smirk.

"Well, it’s not my fault that you introduced me to such a fine man. I couldn’t stop thinking about him from the moment I saw him taking you passionately in his hands, kissing you, fondling your ass without hesitation in the world. I knew I wanted to experience the same thing you do," Shera says biting her lips.

"Of course, you do, you are a slut," Megan says. "That I am, so what do you say? Can I get a taste of your man?" Shera asks.

Megan just smirks.

"I wouldn’t mind you joining as well, I bet he can handle both of us at once," Shera says as he lusts over Megan, since Megan has become even more beautiful, she wouldn’t mind tasting her friend, fuck her alongside her man.

"That for sure he can do. He is, after all, my man, but that’s not how things work," Megan says.

"And how does it work?" Shera asks.

"Well, if Amon wants to fuck you, then you don’t have a chance of escaping his grasp, but if he doesn’t, no matter how hard you try, you won’t be able to seduce him," Megan says.

"I beg to differ. I know my way around men. They all think the same, act the same, and want the same. I can make your man fall head over heels for me," Shera says proudly.

"You are capable of making any man fall for you, but not Amon," Megan says.

"Do you wanna bet?" Shera wants a bet.

"Bet, huh? What’s at stake?" Megan asks.

"Ok then. If I manage to make your man fall head over heels for me, then you will have to do something I have been wanting for a very long time," Shera says.

"And what’s that?" Megan asks.

"I want to share you with my husband. He has had his eyes on you for quite a while now. He has been pestering me quite a lot about wanting to fuck you," Shera says.

Megan’s face immediately contorted into disgust when she hears Shera’s words. "What’s with that look?" Shera says. "No man will ever touch me other than my beloved Amon," Megan says firmly.

Shera is surprised by Megan’s statement. She never expected Megan to be so dedicated to this one man. Even when she was going around being a loyal wife to her husband, Stewart, she didn’t have such a strong reaction when she told Megan to cheat on her husband.

"But since I am so confident in my beloved, I accept the bet," Megan says with a confident smile.

Shera is a little shaken when she hears this. She doesn’t know where Megan gets this confidence. Is this Amon really that good? She starts to wonder.

But Shera has been in this game for a very long time and she knows how to trap a man. She is confident in her skills.

She smiles at Megan and believes she has already won this bet. She is going to make her husband fuck the shit out of Megan. Just the thought of her husband fucking Megan while she hates every second of it makes Shera feel extremely horny.

"And what if you don’t manage to make Amon fall head over heels for you?" Megan asks.

"Well, you can wish whatever you want," Shera says.

"I don’t need anything. I will let my beloved decide what he wants to do with you," Megan says.

Shera suddenly feels a chill run down her spine hearing Megan’s words. She doesn’t know why, but she starts to feel an unnerving pressure out of nowhere.

"Fine, it’s a deal, then. I win, my husband gets to fuck you. You win, your beloved Amon can do anything he wants with me," Shera says and shakes on it with Megan.

"What are you doing after work?" Megan asks.

"Nothing, just heading home," Shera answers. "Why? Do you need something from me?" she asks.

"Well, I wanted to invite you over to my house," Megan says.

"Oh, and why’s that?" Shera asks. "Well, is it a crime to invite your friend over?" Megan questions back.

"No... But there is something fishy about this. You don’t usually don’t invite me over to your house," Shera says.

"Well, I have had a change of heart," Megan says.

"For some reason, I don’t trust you at all. But I will come. This way it gives me an excuse to meet with your man once again. You are making this way easier for me to win our bet," Shera says.

"And I don’t think you will," Megan answers back.

"We will find out soon enough," Shera says.

"That’s for sure," Megan says.

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Amon smirks as he sees and hears the conversation taking place between Megan and her friend Shera. He must admit, this Shera is quite a slut.

She might be on the same level of deranging as Linda, but on a completely opposite spectrum.

While Linda tries to act innocent but is depraved down to her core, Shera doesn’t mind showing off her depravity to the public.

She is very open about it, and many people know about this. Half of her office knows that she is a depraved slut who loves sex.

"Shera, oh, Shera, I am going to have a lot of fun with you," Amon murmurs.

Another period is over as Amon hears the university bell ring once again and after a few minutes, Caroline walks in.

Caroline sees Amon in the same relaxed pose as before. Amon opens his eyes to check on her.

She almost stumbles as she steps in as her legs are still a little weak. "Your legs are still wobbly," Amon says with a smirk.

"It’s because of you. If you hadn’t pounded my pussy with your horse cock, I wouldn’t be struggling to walk," Caroline says with fiery words.

"But you loved every second of you. You were begging me to keep pounding you. It’s not my fault that I provided what you were begging for," Amon teases her.

Caroline glares at him but doesn’t deny his claim. She couldn’t stop thinking about it this whole time.

The only thing on her mind during her class was the sex. The pleasure she felt was out of this world. It was addicting.

She also gave a lot of thought to Amon’s proposal. To be his slave for this whole week.

And the more she thought of it, the more she was willing to do it. ’It’s just a week,’ she thought.

She just needs to be at Amon’s beck and call for a week, and in that week, if she gets to experience the same level of pleasure, she believes it’s a win-win situation.

She gets to experience the best sex of her life and also gets her hands on the evidence to completely destroy the fat bastard. What’s there to lose?

She just needs to cheat on her husband for a week and once she has had her fun, she can break from it clean and go back to her usual life.

"So what’s your decision?" Amon asks.

"Do you want to be my slave for the next five days or do you want to continue getting harassed by that ugly fat bastard?" Amon asks with a smirk on his face.

Caroline sees the smirk and knows that Amon knows what she is going to choose. She finds it very frustrating because everything seems to be going as this man wants. He is in complete control of this situation.

She doesn’t want to admit it, but she finds this scenario extremely hot.

"You already know what I choose," Caroline says.

"I need to hear it from your mouth, and make it clear," Amon says.

"I will be your slave for the next five days. I will do whatever you order me to do," Caroline says, swallowing her pride.

"Music to my ears," Amon says and gets up from his chair. "Well, my work is done here and I am leaving," he says out loud, announcing his departure as Caroline just watches.

He then turns to look at Caroline. "Come here," he orders.

Caroline clinches her jaw hearing his commanding tone but does as asked. She gets up from her chair and approaches Amon.

Amon looks down at his new prized possession and runs his hand against her cheek.

"You are now my slave and I am your master. So make sure to address me properly, do you understand?" Amon asks.

"Yes," Caroline says. Amon suddenly wraps his hand around her neck and squeezes it. "I don’t think you understand, again!" Amon orders.

Caroline unintentionally moans under Amon’s dominant aura. "Yes, master~," she says.

"Good girl," Amon says with a proud smile.