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Wait? He wasn’t talking about me, was he? Oh, fuck. I rushed out of there, unsure which direction I was going, but I had to keep moving because if I remained, I’d do something stupid—like begging him to show me how it feels to be taken by a cock that size.
I really needed a flashlight and maybe a map of this place. Getting lost in the institute was way more hazardous than I’d ever anticipated, especially when I seemed to have a knack for stumbling upon the Fathers. It made me think of what Louise said about watching myself around Logan. Curiosity pulsed through me, thinking she knew a lot more than the others at the institute.
Once I figured I was at a safe enough distance, I paused to catch my breath, resting against a hallway wall and sucking in breaths as though I’d just run a marathon. When I closed my eyes to regain my composure, all I saw was a replay of Father Logan—the water cascading down his Adonis body, the muscles, and his hand tugging on his cock.
My body trembled, and my nipples were hard as stone. As much as I hated my body’s reaction, I desperately wanted to experience a man like Father Logan.
Yep, I was definitely going to hell.
Despite the coolness of the night, I was on fire. My skin felt too tight, and my heart was rampaging against my ribs. Before I could stop myself, my fingers danced under the elastic of my pajama shorts, the need for release destroying me.
There was something almost brutally forbidden that drove me wild with arousal to finish myself out there where I might be caught by Father Logan. It was sheer absurdity that I was sliding my hand under my panties, so manically desperate to come, I clearly wasn’t thinking straight.
I balanced on a thin edge of pleasure and sanity, a moan scraping over my throat. My fingers slipped between my soaking folds, over my clit swollen, and using two fingers, I spread my lips, then rubbed a finger over it.
Moaning loudly, I let the wall take my weight, my world completely inhaled by carnal desire, and played with myself. The back of my mind was screaming that I was going to regret this. Except, no Fathers in the world looked like these three, and Father Logan’s growls still sang in my mind. Imagining him making those sounds in my ear as he pushed my legs wider, pressing that huge cock into me, stretching me until I screamed, had me losing my mind.
Muffling my scream behind tight lips, I shuddered, clenching my thighs, my fingers still on my clit. I moaned, riding the orgasm that tore through me so hard, I saw lights in my vision. I lost track of how long I floated in the heavens.
With my hand finally free and my breath out of control, a wave of guilt surged over me at what I’d done. I pushed off the wall, determined to find my room. A sudden noise from the direction of the bathroom sent a jolt of panic through me. My heart pounded as I bolted down the hallway, every fiber of my being screaming at me to get the hell away before I was caught.
By some miracle, I reached my room without getting lost or being seen. Closing the door without a sound, I hurried to my bed, wishing I had my phone to message or call Emma. I desperately wanted to talk to her about my first crazy day at Shadow Hill, about the priests, and what I witnessed tonight. A sudden pang of longing for my friend hit me hard.
She would have told me exactly how to handle the night, then made me laugh.
As I climbed under the blanket, the moonlight glinted off one of my red notebooks on the small bedside table. Reaching over, I dragged it into bed with me, along with a pen. I let my thoughts spill out onto the page as if I were talking to Emma.
Emma, I’ve had the wildest day. And you wouldn’t believe the mess I got myself into tonight. I walked in on a showering priest! Yes, a priest. This institute is run by three of the most sexist men I’ve ever seen… and they’re men of God! Father Logan is HOT, with piercing green eyes, an irresistible smile, and a… HUGE COCK.
Yep, you read that right, and please don’t judge me.
He was jerking off, and girl, he had an anaconda between his legs. I stared at it like a desperado. Seriously, whatever girl he sleeps with is in for one hell of a ride. Well, probably not anymore, seeing he’s a priest, but even that is debatable.
Between you and me, I think they’re hiding a secret.
Anyway, I can’t explain it, Em. But I shouldn’t be feeling this way for them, right? Yet, there’s this pull... I felt it at dinner, too. He kept looking at me as if he was really seeing me. And every time he did, I felt like I was being drawn to him. It’s scary, thrilling, and utterly confusing. And, of course, it’s completely wrong.
The faint sound of footsteps in the hallway echoed through the stillness. Panic curled in my gut, and I swiftly tucked the notebook under my mattress. Slipping beneath my blanket, I forced myself to still my racing heart, my mind abuzz with the evening’s wild escapades.
I held my breath, listening intently, sure that any moment now, the door would burst open, and I’d be caught, but no one came. The footsteps faded away, and I was left alone.
My skin grew hot and sweaty against the cool sheets, every muscle taut with anticipation. Every shadow on the ceiling seemed menacing, every noise outside my room a potential threat. But as the minutes ticked by and no one came, I breathed easier.
Letting my eyes drift shut, the image of Father Logan in the shower kept replaying in my mind like a broken record that refused to stop.
It was going to be a long restless night.
CHAPTERFIVE
LOGAN
Cold water sloshed against my skin in the shower, yet did nothing to douse the unexpected fire igniting inside me. My mind had become a battleground for Katerina. I couldn’t get the image of her in that tiny dress out of my head. Her tits close to bursting out had me so hard, I couldn’t think straight.
Her dress was devastating me, making it damn near impossible not to imagine what lay beneath the layers of blue-and-black floral fabric. Who the fuck thought that was a good uniform?
Before she arrived, I’d enjoyed watching the females at the institute, keeping my hands to myself because they were all off-limits.
Mason would rip my spine out if I touched them and endangered our mission. We’d been at the institute for two months, and things were going swimmingly. Another month, then we were done with the place, according to Mason, but I had my doubts it’d be that simple.
