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She went off like a bomb, detonating around us and pulling us both with her. I poured everything I had into her, grunting against her mouth as the orgasm sent me into white-hot ecstasy.

Thorne pulled out first, gasping for breath as he came down from his high. “Bloody hell, look at that. The sight of our cum dripping out of her has me ready to go again.”

I had to agree with him. I could feel it dripping down my balls.

“You’ll have to see to yourself, Blackthorne. You’ve both had your turn.”

Sunday’s breath hitched at the sound of Caleb’s voice. She lifted her forehead from mine, feathering a final kiss over my lips before turning to look over at him. “Have you been here the entire time?”

I could see what the thought alone did to her. Goosebumps erupted down her arms, and her nipples immediately pebbled.

I sat us both up, taking one of the stiff peaks between my lips and sucking hard before releasing her with a pop.

“Of course he has. Father Gallagher loves to watch.”

Caleb

“Clean yourself up,Miss Fallon. You’re a mess.” God save me, but my voice was tight as I cloaked myself in false disapproval. But I knew how she responded to me when I was stern. I wanted her wet only for me now.

She licked her lips and rose to her feet, her legs trembling slightly. She was still flushed from her last round with them, but I could see the desire burning in her eyes. “You should be used to it by now, Father Gallagher.”

I bit back a grin, loving that she’d already picked up on what I had in mind for us.

“Will you be joining me in the shower, or...”

“I left instructions for you on the bed. Follow them. I’ll meet you once you’re done.”

Her eyes widened slightly. I’d piqued her interest with that. Good. I wanted her eager. I wanted her naughty. The two were an intoxicating combination.

And then? I wanted her to be my good girl. To take everything I had planned for her and beg me for more.

“Yes, Daddy.” She blew a kiss to Thorne and Alek, letting the backs of her fingers brush against mine as she wandered into the house. I tracked her movements, noting the sway of her hips and fighting a groan of need.

It took every ounce of will I had not to snatch her by the wrist and toss her over my shoulder, naked, dripping, fecking perfect, and simply claim her here and now. But I had plans.

I thought of the note I’d left for her. Simple and to the point.

Miss Fallon,

You’ve been neglecting our sessions. Put this on and come to my office to serve your penance. 10:15 on the dot. Don’t be late.

Father Gallagher

I could already picture the too-tight shirt, plaid skirt, and knee-highs. I’d only seen her wear them once, but it was seared in my memory. This time, I didn’t have to resist. This time, I could give her everything.

This time she’d not only fecking take it, she’d revel in it.

My cock throbbed, hard and insistent behind my fly as I headed into the room Alek had helped craft with his magic. A confessional booth held pride of place as the centerpiece here, with a lone chair in the corner and a few candles flickering in their holders on the wall. My stark white collar was waiting for me on the cushion.

I hadn’t worn one since the night Gabriel brought me back. Looking at it now, I felt none of the shame or grief I used to. Tonight, all I felt was anticipation as I slipped it into place.

I heard her footsteps coming down the hall, so I stepped into the booth, assuming my place on the confessor’s seat and making myself comfortable.

This was going to be fun.

My fingers twitched as her scent hit me. I would forever be soothed by lilacs and honey. My heart was made whole by those two things innatelyher.

“Caleb?”

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