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“I will give you exactly what you need.” He peeled his robe up to his waist to reveal he wore nothing underneath, leaving me gasping. Powerful thighs, abs for miles, and his thick cock was as huge as I remembered it. The bulging vein running its length made it look monstrous.
“Wait, you came here planning to get lucky?” I said, my attention flicking to his face and back down to the heavy flesh he palmed.
His smile grew wider as he stepped between my spread legs.
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll stop.” He leaned forward, pushing his face toward my pussy, then licked me relentlessly.
Shuddering, I moaned. I stared at this asshole who had been playing me to get his revenge as he devoured me. Bucking against him, my breaths raced faster. I should be pissed, but I wanted this and was drawn to him, caring what he thought of me.
Then he was on his feet, not finishing what he started, staring at me like the devil incarnate.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked as he grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip over my slick length. Then he pushed the tip into my entrance and paused, staring at me.
My pulse pounded as the heat between us consumed me. I gripped the ropes keeping my wrists tied to hold on to something for leverage, my body clenching and my pussy fluttering with heat.
“You better stop making me wait,” I whispered.
With a laugh, he tucked the front of his robe into the neck of the garment, then grasped my thighs, spreading them as he pushed into me.
I cried out as his sheer size stretched me. I needed more.
Just as he pressed deeper, widening me, the creak of the door to the library opening echoed through the room.
I froze.
Panic struck, and I wrenched my head up just as a shadow stretched out from the doorway. Someone was coming into the library.
Fuck!
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
KAT
Istiffened, wriggling on my back on the desk while Father Bridge pushed his cock inside me.
“Wait, someone’s coming,” I half-hissed, half-whispered. “I need to get up.”
He didn’t so much as blink. Father Bridge’s hands remained firm on my ass, lifting it higher as he slid deeper into me.
A damn purr rolled over my throat, my body shivering against him, while my mind screamed that I was about to become the talk of the whole institute. If I thought it was bad before, it was going to get horrendous.
“Calm down, Kat,” he said with a growl, his concentration on me.
“Are you kidding me?” I couldn’t believe him. How could he act so nonchalantly in a situation like this? Then I shot my head up to the doorway and saw him.
Father Logan stood there, his expression inscrutable as he took in the sight before him—me tied up, my legs spread as a priest was fucking me.
No… God, no.
His gaze flickered between us, his lips forming a thin line as he strolled closer, hands deep in the pockets of his robe. My heart pounded hard against my ribcage. Was it shock on his face or something else?
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My mind was blank, the rumors swirling in my head, drowning out any coherent thought.
“Father Logan,” I finally managed, my voice a squeaky whisper, morphing into a moan as Father Bridge slammed into me, making my breasts jiggle. “Th-This isn’t what it looks like. Father Bridge, please stop.”
Father Logan tilted his head to the side, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. Then he glanced down, his attention lingering between my thighs. I became breathtakingly aware of how exposed I was, how getting out of his situation wasn’t going to be so easy, considering I was at their mercy.
“I’m not sure what else this could look like, Kat.”
