Curse Of Desire: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  “Attack them!” said the Hand. “And don’t let those two get away!”

  It was a moment too late, however. Tim had already pushed his sister over a nearby fence and was quickly scaling it himself. He tumbled over to the other side before the priests could reach him, and the two of them sprinted off, running for their lives away from the city center.

  The sounds behind them were of an active warzone, with screams, gunshots, and explosions creating a chorus of mayhem. Tim looked over his shoulder and confirmed two things. Nobody was pursuing them, and from the flames shooting out and up on the horizon, the Hand had already started putting his new magical abilities to good use.

  They didn’t stop running until they had made it all the way to the outskirts of town. The same jungle foliage that had seemed so oppressive to them in the previous week now seemed to provide hope and refuge. Tim pulled his sister into it, deeper and deeper, until the leaves blocked out the lights of the city behind them. The two breathed heavy, only daring to talk after several minutes had gone by.

  “What are we going to do, Tim?” asked Kate. “They…he, he killed Marco,”

  “I know, Kate,” he said, pulling her into a hug. “We…we just need to keep doing what we’ve been doing. Staying alive.”

  “You can still find her,” said an unmistakable voice, again coming from all directions. “She can get you off the island.”

  “How?” said Tim, out loud. “How the fuck are we supposed to do that? We’ve already sacrificed enough, damn it!”

  Kate gave him a strange look. He ignored her, and stared up at the sky.

  “Use the map,” said the voice. “I gave it to you for a reason.”

  Tim realized instantly what he was talking about. He dug around in his bag, and pulled out the old, worn map. Its parchment was similar to the pages of the book, and on it was a diagram of the island. A diagram that suddenly appeared to be just as arcane and mysterious as anything else the old man had given him.

  In ancient looking letters, in the far corner of the illustration, was a tiny black dot with the name “Lucia” next to it.

  CHAPTER 45

  It was just after dawn. Tim held the worn and rugged map in his hands, fighting for light as he and Kate moved along the dirt path. They were on the far half of Manai, away from the city and deep within the unspoiled section.

  Neither of them talked much. It wasn’t due to fear of being discovered. They hadn’t seen any of the general’s troops, and it seemed like the followers of Makano mostly congregated in the city. It was because of something else.

  Marco had been Tim’s best friend for years. His death weighed heavily on his mind. It had happened right front of him, almost as though serving as a gruesome, physical manifestation of the powerlessness he felt.

  Kate was following behind him, but somehow Tim knew that she was looking at him with concern. His sister had a way of sensing the pain and emotions of others, and it didn’t take much empathy to get a feel on what was in Tim’s heart at that moment.

  “Hey,” she whispered to him, breaking silence after many empty minutes. “We can take a rest if you want.”

  Tim slowed his pace and shook his head. It was hard for Tim to free himself of the belief that Marco had died because of him, and part of him really didn’t want to let go. The only thing in front of him now was to finish the quest, return home, and take up the responsibility that fell to him – telling Marco’s parents of his death.

  He pushed forward, the two of them crossing over a small hill and down the other side. Ahead, they could see a large tower on the edge of the shore. It was the only structure on the horizon and seemed to jut out from the Earth like a reaching arm. From the map, Tim knew it was where the girl was.

  “Kate, hang back a little bit,” he whispered to his sister. “Watch the road. If you see anybody coming, whistle.”

  She nodded solemnly, and trekked back a short distance. Tim crouched low and moved forward slowly. The area around them was deserted, far from any villages or organized communities. The tower appeared to be an old lighthouse, though the top was no longer lit to full intensity. Several lampposts created a perimeter around it, and Tim knew that there would be no way to get inside without being seen.

  His options were limited. Tim wished in part of his mind that he still had the book, and could pull something from its magic pages to help them get in. But he didn’t, and other than the sword, compass, and map, he was without any other tools.

  As he closed in on the outside entrance, he could see a woman outside, dressed in fatigues and carrying an assault rifle. At that moment, it became clear to him what needed to be done. He slipped off his back pack and sword and dropped both of them behind a bush. Then, he slowly walked into the light.

  The guard’s reaction was not immediate. Tim managed to make it within about 20 feet of her before she saw him.

  “Hey, you there,” she shouted. “What’s the nature of your business?”

  “To be honest…” said Tim slowly. “I think I’m lost.”

  The guard looked at him skeptically, but after a moment she lowered the barrel of her weapon down and seemed to relax. Tim walked towards her casually.

  “You’re not from around here, are you?” asked the woman.

  “No ma’am, I am not,” he said, grinning.

  “Oh please,” she said. “I’m not old enough to be a ma’am…”

  “Well the gun adds 30 years, you know,”

  “Oh shut up!” She laughed, set her rifle aside and playfully went to push him on the shoulder. Tim caught her hand and pulled her in close to him.

  “What are you…?” Tim cut off her question by leaning in, and pushing his lips against hers. Instantly, it was as though all of the tension in the situation had been transmuted into arousal. The soldier woman began to grind her hips against him, and Tim pushed her back and up against the tower.

  His cock was ready, and so was he. He ran his hands across the woman’s chest, groping at her surprisingly nice boobs. Tim reached down and unzipped her pants, which were tight, and tough to pull down. She began to help him by wiggling out of them in a way that just pushed him into an even hornier state.

  Tim pulled his own cock out, and then lifted up one of her legs. He slipped her panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off, and began to fuck her raw.

  “Oh god!” the woman cried.

  “Shhhhhh!” said Tim, sliding one of his hands over her mouth. He was already worried enough about Kate stumbling upon them without her making noise.

  This was not slow and sensual sex. Tim was pushing into the guard roughly, slamming his hips into her like a possessed beast. It gave him a strange sense of power, and control. He realized that he wanted to cum inside her, almost as a way of expressing his dominance.

  The woman began to breath fast, and then seemed to tense up, reaching an intense climax. Tim continued thrusting, purely for his own enjoyment now. Her cunt was nice and tight, and it felt good to have his cock inside. He found himself wondering if she had a boyfriend, or a husband even, on the island.

  Soon enough, he couldn’t hold out any longer. He pushed up into her deep for one final thrust, and sprayed his white hot load deep inside her.

  The woman is in a state of sexual exhaustion, breathing heavy and still basking in the afterglow of their intercourse. So much so that when Tim walked over and picked up her rifle, she didn’t even notice until the barrel of it was pressed up against her chest.

  “Sorry about this,” he said. “But I’m going to need your help getting inside.”

  CHAPTER 46

  After having her use her keys to unlock the entrance, Tim pushed the female soldier through the opening and then followed after. The inside was dimly lit, with some old, flickering light bulbs hanging from the walls. There was a musky smell on the air, and a large, spiral staircase led up to the top.

  “You’re out of your mind,” whispered the guard. “The general is protecting Lucia! The church
will only use her.”

  “I’m not working for the church, silly,” said Tim, smiling.

  He tapped the barrel of the rifle on her back, and she began to walk up the stairs. He followed closely behind, panning his head and keeping an eye out for any surprises or dangers ahead. The tower seemed to be much higher from the inside than it did from the outside, and it took them several minutes to make their way up.

  Their footsteps echoed throughout the inside of the tower on the way up. Tim did not have the element of surprise, but it didn’t matter. The second guard at the top of the stairs put her gun down upon seeing the situation without resisting.

  There was a locked door leading to the top chamber, and it didn’t take much coaxing for Tim to get one of the guards to open. He pushed both of the female soldiers through first, and then stepped in after, seeing what he instantly knew was the final objective of his mission. She was calmly sitting on a bed in the center of the room.

  It was a girl, about the same age as him and strikingly beautiful. She had long black hair, the same tanned skin as the rest of the island inhabitants, and large breasts along with an athletic looking body. She wore a dress that was similar to the garb he had seen on some of the religiously unaffiliated Manai woman, except more regal looking. And she had a broad smile on her face.

  “Lucia,” he said, the word seeming to be pulled out of his mouth.

  He walked towards her, pushing his captives to the side. His full attention was pulled to the girl, and his eyes seemed to drink up the sight of her thirstily. It was almost as though he was rolling down the side of a steep hill, towards the bottom, towards her.

  “Hello,” she said softly. “I don’t believe we’ve met before,”

  “I’m…” Tim started, feeling suddenly nervous in front of the goddess he had come so far to rescue. “My name is Tim. I’m here to rescue you.”

  “I knew Jana would send someone eventually,” she said. “Tim…that’s such a, nice name,”

  He realized, somehow, that this girl was feeling almost the same thing as him. Her cheeks were flushed slightly red, and she seemed torn between staring at him and meeting his gaze, and shyly looking away.

  “No, I uh, I was sent by Jarovian,” he said. “Your father sent me.”

  “My father…how?” she said. “I had thought-“

  The sound of gunfire from outside streamed into the room. Tim remembered that Kate was still outside, and felt fear rush into him.

  “We have to get out of here,” he said. “Are you good to travel?”

  “Yes, of course!”

  Lucia seemed to snap out of her surprised state and immediately moved into action. She walked over towards Tim and took one of the guns he had taken from the soldiers out of his hand. She was close enough that he could smell her scent, and found himself being almost overwhelmed with desire for her.

  “Are you sure you can handle that thing?” he asked.

  “I think you would be very surprised but the types of things I can handle,” she replied.

  As Lucia lifted the weapon up, their eyes met. An intense moment was shared between them, and Tim felt himself boiling for her. He wanted to throw her down and feel her, and run his hands over her body. She was his objective, but he found himself seeing her as more than that, wanting more than that from her.

  “We…we need to get moving,” he said, swallowing hard and forcing himself to look away from her face.

  “Okay, Tim,” said Lucia. “You are a very interesting fellow, coming all this way for me,”

  “Well, I was given a bit of an incentive, from the start,” he said.

  The two of them stepped out of the top chamber, closing the door and locking the two soldiers inside after them. They began to rush down the stairs, and Tim began to feel the urgency of the situation settling over him.

  “Just stay close to me and try to stay low,” he said.

  Lucia was following behind him, and he heard her check the magazine of her weapon.

  “I think you should take your own advice, Tim,” she said. “I appreciate your help, but I can take care of myself,”

  As they stepped outside of the lighthouse, she proved herself true to her word, firing a couple of rounds into the three soldiers that were waiting for them. Her aim was true, and two of them went down in a flurry of bullets. Tim attempted to fire his own rifle clumsily before tossing it aside and setting upon the remaining soldier with his sword.

  The woman went down easily, and he avoided dealing a mortal blow. He crouched low, and scanned the horizon for any more enemies as he cleaned off his blade, seeing none. The other two soldiers were also women, and he found himself being perplexed by the coincidence.

  “All of them are…girls,” he said. “Why is that?”

  “I don’t know Tim,” said Lucia, walking towards him slowly, her hips swaying in a tantalizing manner with every step. “Why do you think that is?”

  The two of them were only inches apart. Tim felt his cock pulsing and realized it was rock hard. Lucia was so close, and if it weren’t for the fact that she seemed to be just as eager as he was, he would have thought that she was teasing him.

  His hands began to reach for her, almost as though drawn by an outside force. Lucia was breathing fast and seemed to emanate heat. Her breasts were bunched up against the fabric of her dress, giving Tim a nice view of her cleavage.

  As his fingers were about to touch her, a sudden pain shot through Tim’s head, as though a spike had been driven deep inside his skull. He gasped, and staggered several paces back.

  “You touch her, and you die,” said a familiar voice. “Bring her back to me safely!”

  “Whoa, jeez!” he said out loud. “I know, I know. But why is it so hard for me to keep from-“

  “She is imbued with the same magic that I gave to you,” said Jarovian. “It’s why I sent you in the first place.”

  The pain slowly abated, and he looked up to see Lucia staring at him, eyes full of concern.

  “Are you okay, Tim? Do you always talk to yourself, or…?” she stepped towards him with her arms outreached, and Tim had to jump back to keep from making contact, much to his own chagrin.

  “I’m fine,” he said. “Sorry, just think of it like a magical walkie talkie that’s stuck in my head. Let’s get moving.”

  She smiled at him, and the two of them started back down the path, away from the tower. Kate was right around where he had left her, and he saw her expression shift from relief to a curious sort of coldness as he and Lucia walked up to her.

  “So…is this the girl?” she asked, pointing to Lucia as though she were an inanimate object.

  “Yeah,” said Tim. “This is her.”

  CHAPTER 47

  “Lucia, this is my sister, Kate. Kate, this is Lucia.”

  For a moment, the two girls just looked at each other, both of them seeming to consider exactly what to say and how to proceed.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Kate,” said Lucia, finally. “I am so grateful for you and your brother’s help.”

  “I’m sure you are,” replied Kate. “We’ve come a long way to help you. And we’ve lost a great deal, on the way…”

  Kate stepped closer to her brother and held his arm in an almost possessive gesture. Tim waited, hoping the two of them would break the ice a little more, before saying anything.

  “Alright, I think we should get moving,” he said. “Lucia, do you know of any convenient way off the island?”

  “I am not leaving the island, not yet…” she said.

  Tim looked at her, confused and feeling the accumulated exhaustion of the journey on his shoulders.

  “Look, we have a chance to get you to safety, if we move fast,” he said. “We have to take it.”

  “The only chance I have to leave safely and live safely is to bring peace to my people,” she said. “I can’t go.”

  “Look, you aren’t thinking about this rationally. I don’t know how long you’ve been held captive for, b
ut there is already a war going on here that we can’t hope to fight in. The general has an army, and the Hand of the Sky Turner has a legion of followers.”

  “And I have the support of the rest,” said Lucia. “If you had not come to rescue, the rebels that support me would have.”

  Tim shook his head and reached out to grab Lucia’s hand. She whirled, pulling her arm away and stepping towards him, her body and breasts coming within a tantalizing distance of his chest.

  “I’m going back to my base on the island, where the people who truly care about me and the island are waiting. If you want to keep me safe, then you will just have to come along.”

  Tim sighed. He looked over at his sister, who had her arms crossed and seemed to be glaring at Lucia. Kate didn’t say anything, and finally, he shrugged his shoulders and began following Lucia down the path, feeling defeated.

  There was a certain amount of tension in the air as the three of them continued away from the tower. Lucia would occasionally point in a direction and help Tim find his way to where they were headed, and Kate would talk to him about going home, and Marco, but neither of them seemed to want to acknowledge each other. Eventually, Tim gave up on making them get along and strode ahead.

  “How much further is it, exactly?” asked Tim. “What should I be looking out for when we get close?”

  “We have taken control of one of the small coastal properties,” said Lucia. “It’s not too far from here. The General originally arrested the people who owned it and seized it for himself, but my sisters and I pushed out his forces during the rebellion.”

  “This was before you were captured, then?”

  Lucia smiled weakly at him.

  “Yes,” she said. “I was captured after that.”

  Tim didn’t ask for any more details, feeling as though the tone in her voice told him more than enough. He slipped to the back of the group and let Lucia get ahead of him. Kate seemed to be in her own, sullen world, and didn’t react when he tried to hold her hand.