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“Never,” I smile through an almost drunken haze.
“Good.”
Lachlan pulls on the outside of my thighs and slides my body forward so my sex is resting on his stomach.
“My greedy girl, we’re going to have so much fun together.”
He flashes me my favorite smile of his, the wicked one. The one that says it’s playtime between Father Lachlan and his temptress.
He grabs me by the hips and slowly rocks me into his stomach. For a moment, I lose the feeling of his touch as he begins removing his clothes. When he comes back to me, I see he has something in his hand.
“You still need to be punished for running away from me. Don’t you?”
“Yes, Father.”
He grunts as I call him his holy name again.
Lachlan takes the item he has in his hand and lightly grazes it across my stomach and the top of my sex. He teases my sensitive clit, and I am already wanting more from him. I moan in anticipation. I need his cock in me now.
I look down to see what he’s using to tease me when I realize what it is. Lachlan shoots me that same wicked grin as he inches it lower until it’s now right at my entrance.
“Remember, if you want me to stop, just say mercy,” he says with a wink.
He inserts a fucking cross into me.
Repeatedly, he pulls it in and out. It’s almost too painful to take, but I don’t want to use the safe word. I want to take everything he needs to give me tonight.
Lachlan leans against me as he continues to fuck me with it. He starts roughly massaging one of my breasts with his other hand.
This type of edging is unbearable to take. I need to come again.
“Lachlan, please,” I manage to get out.
He stands up straight and removes the cross slowly. Then, he picks me up off the altar and sets me on my feet. My limbs feel lifeless as I stumble into him.
“You know what to do,” he whispers into my ear.
I turn around and put my hands on the altar, arch my back, and push my ass out. Anything to come again.
His touch is intoxicating. Lachlan skims the spine of my back with the same cross he just used to fuck me. I cry out. I can never be anything but his after this. He now owns me body and soul. My body became his long before my soul completely followed.
With my hands gripping the altar, I know I’m ready for what will come next.
“Sweet girl,” he whispers in my ear.
“Yes, Father?”
His hand teases my backside before he grips my ass with one of his hands.
“Count them.”
What did he just say? I’m not sure what I’m meant to be counting. His hands are off me.
“What?” I stammer as I start to glance back at him behind me. As I do that, a loud smack lands on one of my ass cheeks.
“Fuck,” I whimper.
My eyes begin to well up.
