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And then, with no warning, the four reach up and pull their robes off.
They’re completely naked.
What the fuck am I watching?
VI
Tori
From somewhere off screen, another girl appears. She’s wearing a mask, although it’s smaller than the others, covering the area just around her eyes. I’m almost certain Penny named her earlier.
Liselotte—she had an interesting name. Liselotte is wearing a matching bra and panty set. Cream and gold, like her mask.
She walks up onto the altar carrying an open wine bottle. The four people make a line in front of her, with Gabrielle at the front and pale guy at the back, and then they all stand like they’re waiting for a cue. When I glance at the other screen, I see the guy who was speaking earlier. Sure enough, his lips are moving.
When they stop, Liselotte steps forward. Instead of handing the bottle over, she puts something in her mouth. The camera is clear enough that I can see it’s a pill, but I can’t tell what. Gabrielle leans forward and the next thing I know, the two are making out. Then Gabrielle breaks away and grabs the wine bottle, taking a large swig.
The whole process is repeated with each of the other three, and by the time Liselotte leaves the altar, Gabrielle is swaying slightly on the spot.
I’m quite sure this is going to involve sex and not a sacrifice, but I can’t stop watching. My curiosity is winning out. But I can also feel my own body start to respond.
Gabrielle turns to the girl, and the two of them start kissing. Not like they had with Liselotte, which was clearly a way to make sure they each took whatever pill they’d been given. Instead, they’re making out with such heated passion, I’m almost convinced the two have done this before.
Meanwhile, the two guys are doing the same thing. Only, pale guy is clearly not into this as much as his partner.
The synchronicity disappears as Gabrielle and the other girl sink to the top of the altar, hands roaming over each other’s bodies like nobody else is in the room. Or maybebecauseother people are in the room.
It takes a while longer for the two guys to progress past kissing, mainly because every time the sandy haired guy starts to reach for the pale guy’s cock, the guy flinches out of the way.
Then the two guys stop, their attention snapping to the masked speaker who I desperately wish I could hear. Whatever he says has pale guy’s hand straight on the other guy’s cock, shaking his hand back and forth like holding a bottle of nail polish.
Of the few possessions I own, possibly my favorite is my re-furbished Kindle. There are few things I treat myself with, except for my KU subscription—when I can afford that. I don’t have the money to live the life I used to, but I do live vicariously through my books, and I’m one who doesn’t shy away from reading anything with swords crossing.
But whatever this is that’s going on in front of me, there’s nothing hot and sexy about them. It’s awkward and uncomfortable, and the pale guy really doesn’t look like he’s enjoying himself.
Until the other guy pulls his hand off his cock, and instead, starts crouching, pressing kisses down his chest until he reaches the pale guy’s cock. Pale guy closes his eyes, biting his lip. The sandy haired guy cups him, gently stroking his length, and just as slowly, the tension in the pale guy’s body seems to relax.
With magic hands, the sandy guy turns the pale guy’s cock, which is the pinkest part of his body, from soft to hard.
The pale guy’s blue eyes open and fix on the guy kneeling in front of them. Then Sandy feeds the straining cock into his mouth, his head bobbing back and forth. Pale guy’s head loll’s back, and his lips part.
A very audible moan fills the room, and it takes me a moment to realize it has come from me and not him.
My attention has been so focused on them that I hadn’t even noticed Liselotte return until she’s placing something on the altar beside the two girls. It’s long, black, and phallic, and honestly, I’m not sure exactly what it is from the angles in the camera. But it’s one hundred percent a sex toy. Gabrielle picks it up and starts running her tongue up and down it.
A double-ended dildo.
Despite everything I’m seeing, somehow my mind is doubting they’re really going to go as far as using it.
Until Gabrielle starts to ease it into the glistening pussy of the other girl.
Maybe I drank a little more than I realized because I’m feeling hot. Hot in all the wrong places.
Even though Penny had told me about the party going on upstairs, we’d both dressed on the conservative side—like most people had. Considering the mixer itself was hosted by the dean.
Ish.
The clothes certainly weren’t what I’d go out to a Manhattan club wearing, much less a college party. But our skirts were still short, and hidden beneath the school uniform blazers so the faculty wouldn’t call us out, were tops no one would ever consider appropriate to wear in a church.
