Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 249
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"What's the matter, Clark? Why did you stop? Don't stop please. Fuck me more! Come on..." Amber was mewling like a cat in heat and she has indeed a great reason to do so.
Just a few more hard pumps and she would have already reached the peak of love and yet that was denied of her right now.
Amber did not want to stay hanging on the edge of that big O for long.
"I'm just teasing you, Amber. Here comes the final lap!" Clark smiled and went on to the drilling business at hand.
"Ahhhhh..."
"Ohhhhh..."
"I love it, CLARK!"
"Fuck! Yes!"
"Ohhhh my..."
"You're fucking my pussy so hard and good!"
"I want you to fill my cunt with your thick semen!"
"Coming..."
"Coming...."
"COMING!!!"
"I'm coming again!" Amber was ever the active lover and thus provided our good gamer with all the sweet incentives in his ears.
In the end, this atmosphere has given the love making all the more enjoyable for the two of them.
An hour later, Amber was already sleeping soundly in Clark's arms. But he was still wide awake and in deep thought.
'FUCK ME! I should just have killed this woman and add her on the list of my sins in this world.' Our avid gamer cursed and looked at the silent spy in the walls.
This stalker had been targeting him for weeks already. It was fun in the first few days but after that time, it became irritating to say the least.
Clark did not know what this woman wanted from him but he sure that he was not anymore happy at the extreme attention that he was getting from this stubborn assassin.
'Hmmm... There's only one way to fix this.' Our bored gamer finally decided to end this charade.
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"What do you want from me?" Clark started. His voice landed only near the walls and his girlfriend Amber heard none of this isolated question.
"..." Alas, our good gamer was ignored. The woman did not even stir from her hiding place and just continued to look at Clark with unequaled focus and will.
"Are you here because of that man? Wendel Moore, was it? A good man. A man who would do anything to see results. Even at the expense of innocent lives.
The end justifies the means, yes?" Clark prodded and true to his expectations, the woman has finally shown a sliver of reaction.
She crouched low as if wanting to dash into the room but when she saw the reaction of our bored gamer, the woman was frozen to stillness once more.
Clark was giving her the eerie smile of a seasoned predator.
"Why do you hesitate? A powerful level 83 supernatural against a mere level 10 junior like me, this should be an easy win for you, is it not? Alexis."
Clark taunted and even mentioned the name of his determined stalker.
He had seen this young woman in school and he knew that she was also enrolled in the Earth Defense Academy. She did that in order to monitor his movements 24/7.
"You don't know anything about him. So please don't even mention his name in front of me." Alexis went out from the walls and hovered over the floors of the room.
There was intense hatred in her eyes but reason stopped her from doing anything violent in here.
She realized that this mysterious boy named Clark Colter still had the Divine Pill of Power in his hands.
And even if she struck before our bored gamer could take the pill, there was still the threat of the mighty old man over Alexis' head.
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She did not even know if that old man Blood Twin was here in this room with her. There were many variables that she knew nothing about.
Thus, to attack now was tantamount to suicide for Alexis.
'But why is he letting me go away scot free? He could just as easily have killed me before and in these past few weeks.' This was the question that bothered Alexis the most.
She was well aware that our bored gamer has known of her nightly surveillance. Her skin would always itch in discomfort whenever Clark would look towards her hiding places in the walls.
So the question remained but was never answered in the end.
"As you wish." Our bored gamer nodded as he respected the pain and feelings of Alexis. But he was of course not a saint to let this situation go unsettled this evening.
"I also have a warning to tell. This will be the last night that I will allow your intrusion into my home. Although I quite enjoyed the experience but it has become a burden for me already.
Come again if you want to taste how I punish your stubbornness the next time I see you in here." Clark advised and he was only stating a fact for Alexis' well being.
Even if he did not want to kill a good soul like Alexis who only assassinated terrorists and the bad elements of society but there were many endings that did not follow death in its culmination.
Alas, Alexis was too strong willed to back out now.
"Do your worse, Clark. I'll still be here tomorrow. See you by then." Alexis smiled and left from whence she came. Into the walls and out from the huge residence of our bored gamer.
"I see that you are truly resolute in your quest. Very well. Don't say i did not warn you though." Clark grinned and was excited for tomorrow.
* * *
Twenty four hours later and Alexis has indeed come again. But different from her last visits, tonight she was not able to come unharmed and unscathed in the process.
"BANG!" A body was seen entombed in a deserted island somewhere in the world.
This woman was inside Clark Colter's house from a moment ago and now she was transported then squashed under a merciless fist of an old man in just the span of a single breath alone.
Just like our bored gamer promised, this escapade has indeed not ended well for Alexis.
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