Curse Of Desire: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  The wait seemed eternal, but in reality, it did not take long. From the edge of the city, they could see a cadre of vehicles headed their way, with soldiers marching in formation around them. Even without taking a head count, Tim could tell that they were outnumbered.

  The army stopped short of them about the length of a football field. General Charesso climbed out from the side of a jeep and stepped towards them, megaphone in hand.

  “Let Lucia go,” he called. “She will be better off under our protection.”

  Tim looked towards her. The plan was to waste as much time as possible, and hopefully stall long enough for the Hand and his followers to show up and engage the military. Lucia was right next to him, and she seemed to openly defy the general without even saying a word.

  Charesso signaled to his army, and soldiers began heading towards them. The rebel sisters around Lucia dropped low and began firing, and then, all hell broke loose. The military seemed to hesitate as they moved forward, and as the men in the rear guard turned back towards the city, Tim realized that the Hand and his followers had arrived, and they may has well have been their saviors.

  CHAPTER 51

  Gunfire was thick on the air. Tim, Kate, and Lucia were crouched down low, running as fast as they could back towards the cover of the jungle. The rest of the rebels were alternating between doing the same and firing on the two armies behind them.

  Tim felt almost powerless amidst the chaos. He only had his sword, and it was of little use against the firearm equipped enemies he now faced. All he could do was focus on keeping his sister and Lucia safe. He pushed both of them forward, and held back for a moment, watching the battle unfold.

  The Hand had arrived with the superior numbers. General Charesso and his force were being massacred. The match up would not have been fair even if the numbers had been equal, and this was entirely due to the magic the spiritual leader had under his control.

  Flames leapt forward from the outstretched palm of the Hand of the Sky Turner, scorching soldiers and occasionally his own people. He held the ancient tome that he had taken from Tim against his chest, and was using it to full effect.

  It was hard for Tim to watch. This was the result of his own carelessness, his own misplaced trust. That book seemed to him as though it could be the deciding factor in the unfolding history of an entire nation, and it was his fault that it had even come into play.

  Many of the military soldiers just seemed to just fall over as the flames reached them, turning from conscious agents into smoldering, self-sustaining little fires. Kate grabbed Tim’s chest and buried her head in it, and he felt guilt and rage begin to build within him.

  The battle only took a couple of minutes. The Hand of the Sky Turner and the church of Makano were victorious in the end, and unfortunately, it seemed like they had taken very few casualties in the process. The spiritual leader, holding his scepter in one hand and the book in the other, approached the edge of the no man’s land separating his followers from the rebels.

  “Lucia, my niece, it is over,” he called. “We have won. Come, join me. It is time for us to rebuild Manai, from the ground up.”

  Lucia was the lynch pin in the Hand’s plan. Tim had realized this from the moment he first stepped foot on the island. Without her, there would be no pacifying the people. Without her, an uprising amongst the defeated was inevitable. And it was this that pushed Tim into putting his last resort of a plan into action.

  She was standing right next to him, and he needed only to take a couple of steps in order to set himself behind her. Then, pulling out his sword in on clean, fluid motion, he set it against her throat and held her roughly to him.

  “Just don’t say anything, and act scared,” he whispered into her ear.

  The rebels were shocked, and one of them moved forward, grabbing Kate by the wrist and taking her prisoner as a counter weight. Tim felt bad, but it wouldn’t matter. Either this worked, or they were all dead anyway.

  He walked forward out of the jungle, and savored the look of surprise that came of The Hand’s face momentarily. Lucia seemed to be going along with it easily enough, and a reassuring touch of her hand on his waist let him know that she trusted him. Better not fuck this up, Tim thought to himself.

  “Let her go, heathen,” said The Hand. “I will not spare your life if you injure her in any way.”

  “You’ve forced my hand, uh, so to speak,” said Tim, with a smile. “Give me back the book, and she is all yours.”

  “That’s not going to happen. Release my niece at this moment and allow her to come and rule Manai as the queen she rightfully deserves to be.”

  “How can you speak of using her so casually?” asked Tim. “I will not turn her over to you. If you want her, why don’t you come out here and get her?”

  The Hand made a gesture as though to command his forces forward. Tim shook his head and pressed the blade tighter against Lucia’s neck, feeling terrible for having to pretend to such a degree.

  “Not them. You,” he said. “I will fight you in a duel, for Lucia and for the future of this island.”

  The Hand smiled, and nodded his head.

  “Very well,” he said. “I like the way you think.”

  Tim dropped his sword from Lucia’s neck and pushed her back a distance behind him. Her uncle, The Holy Hand of the Sky Turner, began to make his way out into the stretch of barren landscape on which the final battle would be fought.

  CHAPTER 52

  Tim watched as The Hand walked towards him. The man had a couple of inches and easily a couple of pounds on him, and on top of that, he had the book. All Tim could do was tightly grip the hilt of his sword, holding it up across his body almost like a shield against what was to come.

  The second Lucia made it back to the jungle, The Hand began his assault. He rushed forward, and held up one of his arms. The same flames that had so decimated the general’s army just minutes before roared out of his palm, headed straight towards Tim.

  He dodged the best that he could, feeling his pant leg catch fire and having to drop to the ground in order to roll it out. Kate, Lucia, and the rest of the rebels were cheering him on from the sidelines. He almost couldn’t even hear them. Mortal terror began to grip him as The Hand closed the distance and gained an even better position to attack from.

  There were more flames, and this time, Tim didn’t get a chance to dodge. He lifted his sword reactively, and was surprised when it seemed to deflect away the energy of the fire. Apparently, so was The Hand. The holy leader began flipping through the book, looking for a new spell to use against him.

  Tim didn’t waste the opportunity. He rushed forward, doing his best to get within striking distance before The Hand’s next offensive rebuttal. His legs carried him quickly, and he got close enough to take a swing, but it was a moment too late. The Hand seemed to teleport away, moving quicker than Tim’s eyes could follow.

  Blows began to rain on him from all sides, knocking his sword away and disorienting him. There was little he could do too block, but through some long odd stroke of luck, he managed to connect his foot into the legs of The Hand. At the increased speed he was moving at, the action cause him to flip head over heels, bringing him back to normal and giving Tim a chance to pick up his weapon.

  “I think you need more practice with that,” Tim said with a laugh.

  “You underestimate my capabilities, boy!” yelled The Hand.

  The holy man dropped his palm onto another page, and a very familiar scene began to play out in front of Tim. His one opponent suddenly shifted into three, all of them identical copies of The Hand of the Sky Keeper. Tim couldn’t help but wonder just what his followers would make of such magic.

  He didn’t have time to think for long. All of the copies flew at him, and the only defense he could manage was to swing his sword frantically in an attempt to force them back. It felt like being a lone human beset by a pack of wolves – regardless of which direction he moved towards, they would flank around a
nd force in.

  One of his strikes landed true, but it didn’t matter. Another one of the copies hit him from behind, and then he took another blow to the side of his head that filled his vision with stars. Tim rolled as he dropped down, pushing himself up from his knees quickly and becoming incredibly discouraged when he realized that he was being toyed with.

  “Just give up, boy,” said The Hand. “Give up, and I will spare your life, and the life of your sister and friends.”

  “You’ve been so good at that, haven’t you?” said Tim, outraged. “You’ll spare us, right? Just like you spared Marco, right?”

  He made his move. The copy closest to him, the one who was doing the speaking, was also still holding the book, which had not been multiplied. Tim launched himself forward, dropping his sword in order to use both hands.

  Before there was any time for holy leader of the church to react, Tim had flipped open the book and slammed his hand down into it. A strange light began to emit itself from the page, blindingly bright and slowly expanding outwards. This was not a spell he had ever tried out before. This was something new.

  Tim began to hover several inches in the air, the light from the book flowing upwards and into his body. The Hand reached down to the book in an attempt to also take advantage of the new magic, but all Tim had to do was point his finger, and it lifted right out of his grasp.

  The expression of shock on the holy man’s face was mirrored by all of his clones. Tim smiled, and then pushed the energy inside him forward. The Hand flew back through the air, landing twenty feet away, his copies dispelled instantly.

  All of the eyes of the people, friend and foe alike, were locked onto Tim. He floated up slightly higher into the air and then began to speak, his voice carrying with it a depth and intensity that went beyond anything capable of a mortal.

  “This man is a false idol,” he said. “Follow him no more. You will have a new government. There will be a new era for the people of Manai, and it will be one of healing, and rebuilding. The fight is over!”

  A tremendous cheer went up through the battlefield. Tim dropped back down to the ground. The book was in his hands, but it suddenly began to crumble, as if its age had finally caught up to it. The crumbs of paper fluttered through his hands, but it was fine. The battle had been won.

  Tim felt exhausted, and was almost in disbelief at what he had accomplished. He felt arms wrap around him, and realized that Lucia and Kate had rushed across the field to pull him into an embrace. The rest of the rebels came with them. A couple pulled The Hand into custody, unchallenged by his subdued followers. Several others picked Tim up on their shoulders and began to carry him.

  “You did it, little bro!” cried Kate. “Let’s go home!”

  CHAPTER 53

  It almost felt like a dream for Tim as the group made their way back to the estate of the rebels. Once inside, he was led up to his room, somewhat forcefully, by Lucia and Kate. The two girls pushed him onto the bed and then locked the door behind them.

  “You’re alive…Tim, I, I, was so worried,” Kate had tears in her eyes, but a smile from ear to ear, and Tim couldn’t help but smile himself at what a strange juxtaposition it was. Lucia watched both of them, looking quite pleased herself.

  “Yeah, I am, sis,” he said. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, and felt her respond back hungrily. Lucia stepped towards them, and he felt her hands running across his chest.

  “I think it’s okay for us to do this now that the situation has been resolved,” she said. “That is, if your sister is alright with it?”

  Kate smiled and nodded. Tim could only assume that both women were alright with sharing him, given that a couple of hours ago, he had been almost written off for dead.

  The girls began to pull his clothes off, and Tim felt himself quickly becoming aroused. It was as though this was his reward, and all of the fear and anxiety he had experienced in the battle was now being channeled into hot, sexual desire.

  It didn’t feel wrong for Kate to be touching him, not anymore. She was still his sister, and as her hands began to stroke his shaft, Tim had a momentary flicker of guilt. The look in her eyes was one of love, and he found himself wondering how anything could be wrong with that, in the end.

  Lucia and Kate stepped back, and stood at the foot of the bed. Both women began to undress, and Tim felt his eyes jumping from one to the other as he watched the incredibly hot scene unfold in front of him. Each of them almost seemed to compete for his attention, upping the ante and taking the strip tease further.

  It only took them a moment to expose themselves completely. Tim was awed by their beautiful breasts and hips, and they set about taking off the rest of his clothes, next. He let them, still feeling the aches and bruises of combat and wincing at times, but they were gentle.

  The girls climbed into bed next to him and began to kiss him passionately, each of them pawing gingerly at his hard cock. He would make out with one for a moment, and then turn and kiss the other. Both of them seemed to be totally entranced by his dick, and slowly but surely, their kisses began to meander down his chest, and down his stomach.

  Lucia was the first of the two of lick his cock and the sensation almost caused him to moan out loud. This was the crown jewel of Manai, the girl that hundreds of people had just fought to possess, and now she was sucking on his shaft like a dirty, filthy slut.

  Kate saw what Lucia was doing, and a look of jealousy crossed her face. Instead of complaining, she leaned forward and began licking too, both women working his cock with the softest and wettest parts of their body.

  Their tongues felt mind blowingly good, and Tim watched as they leaned into each other, attempting a kiss with his cock in the middle. He couldn’t hold out for long, and felt himself pushing them back. He wanted more. Tim had gone to war, and now he was going to take the spoils.

  Lucia was up first. Tim pushed her down on the bed, and then mounted her. This time, Kate did seem a little jealous, but he didn’t care. He had to fuck this girl. She was the reason why all of this had begun, and he had to feel what it felt like to be inside her.

  “Do it, Tim,” she whispered. “Oh god, fuck me Tim!”

  That was more than enough encouragement for him. He began to pump his cock into her, with every stroke resulting in a little moan out of her lips. It felt amazing for him, and he found himself being almost awed by the soft texture of her inner folds against his cock.

  Kate was sitting on the bed, her arms crossed and obviously frustrated. Tim felt just bad enough to pull out of Lucia and give her a turn. He pushed his sister down and slid his wet cock inside of her.

  “Oh yes, baby bro,” she said. “I love you,”

  “I know, sis,” he replied.

  He fucked Kate hard, harder than he had fucked Lucia. She was his sister, but she was so much more than that. There was no telling how things would be when they got back to the states, but he found himself hoping that things would stay just the way they were, with her being his incestuous, personal slut.

  Kate was moaning loudly, and Tim thrust into her as deep as he could, feeling as though it was the crescendo of their sexual relationship up until that point. Finally, he began to feel himself build to an orgasm. He pulled out, and both girls knelt down in front of his cock, licking it and coaxing his gift out.

  His cock exploded, spraying cum forcefully all over both of their faces. They looked so beautiful, and they both seemed to smile up at him. He felt the orgasm sweeping over him, relaxing his muscles and seeming much more satisfying than any he could ever remember having before.

  Tim collapsed back on the bed. The girls cleaned themselves up, and then lied down beside him. All of them were silent for a little while, and then finally, Tim spoke.

  “It’s over now, isn’t it?” said Tim.

  “Actually, I think it’s only just begun,” said Lucia. “At least for Manai and its future.”

  “We can worry about that after we’re back home,” he said. “Your dad
is going to be just thrilled to see you.”

  Lucia sat up and shook his head.

  “Tell him if he wants to see me, he can come over here,” she said.

  Tim was too exhausted to argue with her.

  “Fine, fine,” he said. “But you do know that me and Kate have to head back…”

  “I know, it’s fine. I want you to come and visit me soon though, okay?” She smiled at him and leaned in close to his ear.

  “And when you do, leave your sister behind, you pervert!” she whispered.

  END

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  This series (Curse Of Desire) is, in a way, my passion project. I realize that plot and character progression is not what a lot of people are looking for when it comes to taboo erotica, but it’s always been what drew me in, as a reader. The first review I got, after four books and several months, was from someone with a similar outlook and mentality, and it really inspired me to get off my butt and finish writing the rest. I want a give a sincere thanks to that reviewer, if they are reading this, and to everyone else that has read and enjoyed the Curse series.

  Anya Merchant

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