Page 15 of Worship


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With one powerful thrust, he breaks the seal of my virginity.

I feel a sharp pain mixed with pleasure as he enters me, taking me to new heights of ecstasy. My mind is filled with a conflicting whirlwind of emotions – the overwhelming guilt of betraying my vows, yet the undeniable pleasure that courses through my veins, leaving no room for rational thought.

He holds me close, whispering soothing words in my ear as if he understands the turmoil raging within me. His touch becomes a lifeline, grounding me in the midst of this tempestuous storm of passion.

As our bodies move together in perfect harmony, a symphony of pleasure and desire fills the air.

I surrender my body to the pleasure that consumes me. Time loses all meaning as each thrust from Carus takes me deeper into a world of forbidden desire. I am lost in the sensations, the overwhelming pleasure mingling with the guilt that tugs at my conscience.

Carus moves within me with a power and precision that leaves me breathless. His hands roam over my body, possessive and tender all at once. It's as if he knows exactly how to push my boundaries, how to unravel every inch of my being until there's nothing left but this raw connection between us.

His name escapes from my lips in a desperate plea, a mantra that becomes both a prayer and a confession. I'm not sure what I'm asking for. It's a mental storm. With each thrust, we become entangled in a dance of passion and chaos, bound by our own desires and driven by an unquenchable thirst for each other.

Carus's touch becomes relentless, his rhythm unyielding as he drives me closer to the brink. Every nerve ending is electrified by his every movement, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. I cling to him, nails digging into his flesh as I surrender completely to this sinful act.

My body arches in response to his intoxicating touch, my senses heightened and attuned only to him. Every stroke sends waves of pleasure crashing through me, erasing any lingering doubts or guilt. In this forbidden act of love, we exist solely in the present moment, giving ourselves completely to each other.

As our bodies move in unison, our connection grows deeper, a fusion of souls hungering for completion. The weight of my duty as a priestess becomes a distant memory as I surrender myself entirely to this sinful pleasure. Carus's lips find their way back to mine, capturing my moans and sighs in a passionate exchange that leaves us both breathless.

Our bodies entwined, we become lost in the rhythm of our shared desire. Every thrust causes the storm inside me to fade. Each touch, each caress, is a testament to the unbridled passion that surges between us.

As Carus's thrusts grow more urgent, I surrender myself completely to the pleasure that courses through me. The ache of guilt is temporarily silenced by the overwhelming sensationsthat engulf my every sense. No longer bound by the constraints of propriety or duty, I am free to explore the depths of my own desires.

His hands roam over my trembling body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. The cold drops of water from the lake on our skin mingle with the warmth of our love, creating a sensual fusion that consumes us both. With each movement, he pushes me closer to the precipice of bliss, his eyes locked onto mine as if seeking permission and affirmation all at once.

At this moment, there are no boundaries or limitations. There is only us and the raw intensity of our connection. As the pleasure builds to an exquisite crescendo, I can feel Carus's own release nearing its peak. Our bodies move with an urgency born from a forbidden longing, pushing each other toward the edge.

And then, in a final act of surrender, we find release together. It’s an explosion of ecstasy that reverberates through every fiber of our beings. The explosion within me is unlike anything I've ever experienced. It's so intense, so powerful, that I scream.

He silences me with a kiss, muffling my moans with his mouth. I shake in his arms. Time stands still as we bask in the aftermath of our shared climax, our bodies pressed tightly against each other as we ride out the waves of pleasure.

As reality begins to seep back into our consciousness, thoughts of my sin creep in and anxiety takes over. What lies beyond this clandestine affair? Will we be able to navigate the treacherous waters of forbidden desire and find solace in each other's arms? Or will the consequences of our actions come crashing down upon us like a merciless wave, shattering everything we've built?

I've given him my most precious gift, and I can never get it back. I know deep down my days as a priestess are numbered. What am I going to do?

8

CARUS

Light caresses my face with a soft kiss, gently rousing me from sleep. It takes a moment or two to remember where I am, but once the realization settles in, my body relaxes with a deep sense of satisfaction.

Serenity isn’t a sensation I am familiar with, but I relish it all the same.

“Shana,” I whisper, the name coming naturally out of my mouth.

With my eyes closed, I can still envision Shana’s body entangled with mine. How our movements complimented each other in a passionate embrace. How illicit our meeting was, which fueled our desires to an uncontrollable peak.

As I lay underneath the comfort of the gazebo, I linger on the fact that this peacefulness is new to me. I’m not used to this sensation. I’m accustomed to chaos and musk, to the disorienting sounds of yells and violence.

This? It’s nothing like I’ve experienced before.

I like it, though. Just a tiny bit.

Reaching out, my hand hopes to find the soft, supple body of my sweet Shana. But it returns with nothing. This forces me toopen my eyes and whip my head around in search of her. Again, I’m gifted with nothing.

“Where did she…” My words trail off, but my eyes narrow on the thin garment left behind.

A memory of Shana’s presence. A reminder of what went on underneath the shade of this gazebo.

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