Curse Of Desire: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  It was too early to tell her about her friend, the ship girl, Tim decided. He knelt down next to his sister and put his hand on her face. Her temperature was normal, and the wound seemed as though it had stopped bleeding. He took a small scrap of leftover material from his shirt, wet it with water, and used it to clean her face.

  “I’m so scared, Tim,” Leah whispered to him. He smiled encouragingly, and then sat down next to her.

  “Don’t be,” he said, putting his arm around her shoulder. “We’re going to be fine…”

  Tim felt Leah push up against him. Her hand traced a path down his chest, across his stomach, and came to a rest on top of his crotch. It was almost as though the fear had been banished from her, and he figured that it was due at least somewhat to the desire curse. She began rubbing her hand between his legs, quickly spurning his cock on towards hardness.

  He glanced over at his sister. She was still asleep. It felt like a betrayal, in a way. The love that he had for Kate was different, though. He was her brother, and though they had crossed over that line a couple of times, things would go back to normal once he found a cure for the curse. With Leah, the situation was different. He had no emotional hang ups, and if it wasn’t for the fact that his sister was sleeping so close by, Tim was sure that the two of them would be making love.

  “Leah,” he said to her. “Kate is right there…”

  She put her finger up against his lips, and then kissed him deeply. He found himself kissing her back. When it came down to it, he was glad that she hadn’t heeded his protest. She was a beautiful girl, with large, soft breasts, and curves in all the right places, and he wanted her, badly. His cock was aching for release, and she seemed more than happy to give it to him.

  Leah reached inside his waistband and wrapped her soft hand around his dick. She started stroking him, slowly and sensuously. His shirt was still missing from earlier in the day, and the scratches from the beast on his chest were healing, but exposed. Leah kissed them gently, and continued downwards. She pulled down his shorts, and began kissing the head of his cock.

  Tim stifled a moan as Leah went to work blowing him. She sucked his dick gently, using her soft lips and moist tongue to add even more sensation to the mix. He looked down at her, and she met his gaze. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be those of a seductress, and looked up at him with a horny intensity. After just a few seconds of this, Tim knew that he had to have her.

  He rolled Leah onto the cold of the cave floor and mounted her. Pulling her shirt off and her panties down, he found that she had tan lines underneath. Somehow, they just seemed to make her even more attractive. He pushed his cock against her pussy and found it wet and inviting, and slipped it in easily. Her cunt seemed to pull with a force of its own, and soon enough he found himself pounding into her with lustful fury.

  Leah was biting her lip, doing everything she could to keep from moaning. Tim could tell that she was enjoying the sex immensely, and as she went into the throes of an orgasm, he held her head against his chest. She bit his shoulder and let out a small, quiet cry. He began to fuck her even harder, and after a minute, he couldn’t hold out any longer.

  “You shouldn’t…cum inside me,” Leah whispered in between pleasured breaths.

  Tim was lost in his own world, and the words didn’t register in his mind. His dick exploded, and the first few blasts went deep inside her before he realized what he was doing. He pulled out once reality descended upon him, and Leah sucked the last of his cum out of his dick. Tim thought he heard something come from Kate’s direction, but when he looked over, she still seemed to be asleep.

  “I…I think I love you, Tim,” Leah said to him. He didn’t know how to respond. How much of it was her own feelings, as opposed to the curse? Rather than leaving her heart broken and disappointed, Tim kissed her gently on the forehead and gave her a hug.

  “We should get some sleep,” he said to her.

  The two of them moved to their respective bedding areas. The fire had gone out, and the cave was slightly colder in the night. Tim had already loaned out his extra clothes to his sister and Leah, and he found himself shivering with cold. It was hard for him to get any rest, and after a couple of minutes, he slipped over to the cave’s entrance. The sound of both Kate and Leah’s heavy breathing confirmed to him that they were asleep, and he slipped out into the clearing.

  It was warmer outside, and he sat leaned against the wall of the cave, right to the side of the door. Part of him had felt guilty before for not keeping watch when he got back from his night time trek. The creatures owned the island, not them. If he wanted to keep all of them alive, his only hope was to stay attentive, to never let his guard down. He had brought his sword with him, and he looked at the blade of it as he held it in front of him. Suddenly and completely unexpectedly, the blade shifted, and he could see the face of Jarovian in its reflection.

  “Read the tome, Tim,” said the voice of Jarovian. “I gave it to you because I knew you would encounter great evil.”

  Tim dropped the blade in shock. He had figured that there was some type of magic in it, but this was a surprise. He quickly picked it up and looked back at the sheen of the blade, but saw nothing.

  “Read the tome, huh?” he whispered to himself. “Just what exactly is in it that would be so helpful?”

  CHAPTER 26

  The morning sun was bright and bold. Tim had managed, in the end, to get a couple hours of sleep. He wiped the weariness out of his eyes and slipped into the cave. Leah was still asleep, but Kate seemed to be back to her alert and enthusiastic self.

  “Hey there, baby bro,” she said to him. “Any chance for breakfast in bed?”

  “You have no idea how glad I am to see you awake and back to being your usual self,” he said to her with a smile.

  He brought out one of the ripe coconuts, and after spending a little time chopping into it with his sword, he managed to split it into two halves.

  “It’s not much, but it will have to do until I find something more substantial in the jungle,” he told her.

  The two of them began munching on coconut. It tasted amazing, but then again, anything would after not eating for over a day. They saved a portion of it for Leah, and she woke up shortly after.

  “Mmmm…are we still on the island?” she asked groggily.

  “Yep, for now at least,” answered Kate. “You look tired Leah. Did anything happen last night that I should know about?”

  Tim did her best to avert his gaze. Had she been awake after all? After a moment, Kate laughed, breaking the tension.

  “I’m kidding, of course,” she said. “Anyway, what’s the game plan for today?”

  “Well first off, we need food, there’s no getting around that,” said Tim. “I’ll head deeper into the jungle to look for it…”

  “What about the beasts?” asked Leah. The last word left her mouth quietly, as though even just bringing them up might be enough to summon another attack.

  “I don’t think they come out during the day, really,” he said. “I didn’t see any sign of them until the sun started to set. And anyway, even if I do run into one, I should be okay as long as I can see it ahead of time.”

  Kate and Leah gave each other a concerned look.

  “And what about us?” Kate asked.

  “Well you, for one, are going to stay in bed and rest,” said Tim. “Just let me handle things. Leah, you can gather firewood and maybe berries and nuts close by, if you want, but I really need you here for Kate in case something happens.”

  “Gotcha,” Leah said in response. Tim looked at the two of them and wondered if they were really going to be okay on their own. The relationship between them was a little rough, especially given the effect of the curse on their emotions, but he hoped that the circumstances would let them cooperate well enough to stay out of trouble.”

  “Alright then, I’m going to head out,” he said. “I’ll be back as soon as I either find something edible or the sun starts to set. Don’t
freak out if it takes me a little while, I’ll be fine.”

  Tim grabbed his sword, one of the coconut gourds to hold water, and the backpack. He started to leave, and then remembered the incident the night before, and doubled back for the tome. It was still cold to the touch, and seemed to weigh more than it should for a book of its size. He slipped it into his bag and headed off.

  He made his down through the jungle and back to the beach. There were still some signs of the carnage from the previous night near the spot where he’d seen the creatures. Blood seemed to be drying slowly in the sand, some of it had been washed away but much of it remained, almost as a totem to the island. He kicked sand over it as much as he could, not wanting Leah or Kate to have to see it.

  There were more coconuts up in one of the trees and he gathered a couple of them. They took up a lot of space in his bag, and Tim quickly found that it was more effective to just gather them and bring them to the base of the path. He managed to find a good amount, and then began walking along the edge of the beach.

  Tim couldn’t help but look out to sea as he did. Part of him expected a ship to poke its way over the horizon, and to rescue them and bring them all to safety. He knew that it wasn’t going to happen, at least not yet. They had to survive here, and figure things out for themselves. It almost seemed like it was a part of his journey that had been ordained from above.

  He thought about Marco, and wondered if his friend’s fate had been better or worse than his own. Tim didn’t know if he would ever see his friend again. He had originally convinced Marco to come, and felt more than a little guilty and responsible for whatever it was that had happened to him.

  The water was warm, and Tim stepped out into it. He could see tiny little fish swimming about, but whenever he stepped to approach them, they seemed to hurry off. He thought for a second about trying to turn his sword into some type of makeshift spear, and then had a better thought.

  Using his bare hands, he dug down into the wet sand of the upper surf. There had been massive amounts of shells on the other side of the beach, and he had seen a couple here, too. After a couple minutes of dispersing the upper levels of sand, he had found a number of clams. He gathered them up into his bag, and dumped them in a pile over by the coconuts.

  Tim spent the next couple of hours attempting to use his back pack as a fishing net. He came really close a couple of times, but ended up not being able to lock any fish inside of it. After that, he went on a lap around the beach of the island, digging for more clams and collecting any coconuts he found that were easy to grab, of which there were plenty.

  When he arrived back at the entrance to the path, the evening was fast approaching. Tim felt hungry, and wondered about what his sister and Leah had been getting up to. He collected as much food as he could carry into his bag, and headed back to the cave. When he made his way out of the jungle and into the clearing, he saw Kate searching through a bramble of bushes.

  “What are you doing up?” he asked her. “Kate, you need your rest…”

  “I can move around just fine,” she said. “I don’t want to hear it from you and I definitely don’t want to hear it from her!”

  She gestured behind her. Leah was on the other side of the clearing, looking for edible plants and berries.

  “She’s just worried about you,” Tim said to her. “We both are,”

  “Oh yes, I know just how worried the two of you are,” Kate said. Her words were dripping with ire. Tim felt his heart crack a little on the inside as he heard her speak. He had betrayed his sister last night, and it felt terrible. But she was his sister, and the way that he hurt her was not a way that a brother should be able to hurt a sister.

  “I’m sorry Kate,” he said to her. “Do you want to do something later, maybe go for a walk, just the two of us?”

  Kate’s attitude seemed to shift for a moment. She looked at him with soft eyes, the eyes of a vulnerable bunny.

  “Okay,”

  Tim smiled at her, and then walked further into the clearing. Leah turned towards him and smiled warmly as he approached. She went to give him a hug, and he quickly reciprocated and then stepped away, not wanting Kate to see him wrapped in her embrace for too long.

  “Hey,” she said to him. “How was your day?”

  “Not too shabby,” he said. “Coconuts and clams, mostly. What about you, did you guys manage to find anything?”

  Leah pointed to some coconut shells that had been set up near the entrance to the cave. They were all full of blue and red berries.

  “There’s actually a good number of them on the edge of the jungle,” she said. “And yes, they’re edible, I made sure of it.”

  “Awesome, let’s bring it all into the cave and gather some firewood for tonight.”

  There was plenty of dry drift wood down by the beach, and after a couple of trips, they had plenty for the night. The sun was setting on the edge of the horizon, and as Leah and Kate busied themselves with setting up dinner, Tim couldn’t help but wonder if they were in for another attack that night. He had his sword on him at all times, but the group he had seen down by the beach the night before had been formidable. He wasn’t sure if there was much he could do if they showed up in numbers.

  Tim remembered the old man’s words, and then realized with a start that in his hurry to use his bag to collect food, he had left it down by the beach. He hopped up and slipped out of the cave door, taking a lit torch with him, just in case.

  “Where are you going?” asked Kate.

  “I will be right back, you guys just hold tight for a second.” He said.

  CHAPTER 27

  He passed through the trail quickly, and was down by the beach in a little more than a minute. The tome was on top of a rock right where he left it. He picked it up, and was surprised by the feeling it gave him when he touched it. The book was still cold, but it seemed to almost be pulsing, or beating, to a constant rhythm. Tim sat down on the sand for a second and opened it up.

  He was shocked by what he saw when he looked into it. The images he had remembered seeing when he had first glanced over it were still there, along with the arcane words and inscriptions. He turned towards the end of the book, where he had remembered seeing a number of blank pages, and was surprised to see some writing and a picture that he was sure had not been there before. Written in English, in rather fanciful but still very neat and readable hand writing, was a message.

  “You’re going to need this one very soon, boy

  Try not to experiment with any of the rest unless you absolutely have to

  - Jarovian”

  On the page next to the message was drawn a large tracing of a hand, with a small clock above it. Tim looked at it for a second, and then slowly began to set his palm down on top of it.

  “Hello there,” called a voice. “How are you, this fair evening?”

  “Hello?” Tim called back. The voice had caught him off guard, and he immediately scrambled to his feet, pulling out his sword.

  “That’s no way to greet somebody you’re just meeting, now is it?” The voice called.

  Before Tim could react, he was knocked backwards and completely off his feet. He landed hard on his back in the sand, his sword thrown askew. He quickly pulled himself back into a crouching position, and got his first look at what had attacked him.

  It was a girl, an attractive girl, with an athletic, wiry frame. She was clad in a strange looking fur top and skirt. The top managed to cover her medium sized breasts and nothing more. Her hair was a brownish red and cut short, hanging wildly in the wind. Her eyes were intense looking, and almost cat like in appearance.

  “Oh wow, you are quite the find, indeed,” she said to him, walking closer. He looked around for his sword, but couldn’t immediately see where it had landed.

  “Who are you?” he asked the girl. “I didn’t know there were other people on the island…”

  The girl smiled at him, and stepped even closer. Her face was right in front of Tim’s now, an
d she was strikingly beautiful. She leaned her face in close to his, and licked her lips.

  “I’m going to have fun with you, that’s for sure,” she whispered. Suddenly her arms were around him, and she kissed him savagely, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Tim felt his cock surge up into an erection. He wanted this wild woman, he wanted her bad.

  A noise broke him out of the embrace. Several of the beast creatures had made their way out of the jungle, and were slowly closing the distance.

  “We have to get out of here!” Tim yelled, grabbing her hand and pulling her with him. The girl just laughed, and dug her hells into the sand.

  “Oh no, trust me, we’re fine!” she said, still laughing maniacally.

  Tim saw the hilt of his sword poking out of the sand, right next to where the tome was on top of the rock. He grabbed it and turned, pulling the girl behind him as he prepared to face off with the beasts. She was still laughing, and neatly slipped under his sword wielding arm, into the range of the creatures. The beasts looked at her, but made no move to attack her.

  “See, they like me,” she said to him. “In fact, they listen to me…”

  The look in her eyes was wild and unnerving. There were five of the creatures and all of them were slowly approaching Tim, ready and able to attack.

  “I like you though, I don’t want to do anything bad to you,” she said. “Just come with us, you’ll see!”

  Tim made his move, knowing that the only way out was to catch them off guard. He threw himself at the nearest one, swinging his sword and cutting a deep slash into its. It howled in pain, and then another one slammed into Tim, knocking him back. He landed right next to the tome. Looking over, he saw the outline of the hand again. The monsters were closing in on him, and in desperation, he slammed his palm down onto the page of the book.

  Suddenly, the whole world seemed to slow down. The creatures that had been rushing at him just a moment ago now seemed to be traveling at a third of their speed, or slower. Tim stood up. He could still move at his usual speed, if not slighter faster, even. For a moment, vertigo almost overtook him and he felt his insides wrench up as his brain struggled to adjust to what it was seeing. He shook it off, and then moved forward towards the beasts.