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It didn’t matter. Even though it was intended to be anonymous, the priests here knew every student and who confessed what. It was how they could control and manipulate them to do whatever they wanted. The pathetic humans wanted to believe these men were holy and would grant them forgiveness in the eyes of God, but the priests were the dirtiest and most sinful.
Samantha sucked in a breath and averted her gaze, her pale cheeks brightening with a blush. “It can’t wait.” She met my gaze again. “I want to confess right now.”
“Then confess, child.”
She raised her chin courageously, gaining the strength to tell me whatever plagued her. It only interested me more and had me leaning forward, a small smile creeping onto my face.
“I think about having sex with you. It happens every day, and I daydream about it,” she uttered.
I stared at her, my smile staying on my face. “Oh?” I drawled.
She nodded. “I want you to fuck me, Father.”
Grace popped into my head. My cock stiffened in my pants and pressed against the zipper. My little sinner was a temptation, and I couldn’t have her. She was too sweet and good for me. I’d only break her and dim the shine in her eyes. Daiman was the best choice for her. She didn’t want to fuck me, and I gave her mixed signals. That was on me. But I was at the point where I needed release. Now.
Fuck. I was about to go against my creed of fucking young women, but my dick wouldn’t go down until I found relief. My skin tightened, and my energy needed to be expelled into a willing womb.
I stood up from my chair and nodded my head to the desk.
“Bend over,” I ordered.
Samantha brightened, her eyes flaring wide, and she practically skipped across the room and laid her chest on the table. I stepped behind her and raised her skirt, finding she wasn’t wearing underwear.
I cracked my palm against her ass, earning a whine from her. “Naughty girl.”
“Please! I need you, Father!” she moaned.
I undid my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock. “Widen your legs.”
When she didn’t move fast enough for me, I thrust my knee between her thighs and forced them apart. I moved closer and grabbed her hip with one hand. With the other, I guided the tip of my erection to her weeping center.
“You might want to bite on your Bible. I’m not small,” I warned.
She snatched her leather book and bit on it like the needy little slut she was. I smirked and thrust my hips forward, breaching her virgin pussy. My smile widened at her muffled shriek as I bottomed out.
50
GRACE
Isat alone at a table in the cafeteria. Now I was a loser in school, thanks to Sebastian and Brad. Some people (mainly boys) had even approached me and made lewd comments. While I walked in the hallways between classes, a few girls laughed at me and called,“Hey, zombie! Are you going to eat brains or penis?”Another group said I needed to repent or I would burn in Hell.
My stomach growled as I stared at the untouched plate of pizza with french fries and a side of healthy steamed veggies. It used to be my favorite lunch meal, but now I couldn’t even enjoy it because I was a succubus. I was starving, and my demon was back to whispering about how I needed dick.
What happened this morning still haunted me and made some of my symptoms flare. Sounds became too loud for my sensitive ears, and the air molecules grated against each other like shifting tectonic plates. I caught people staring at me with broad smiles that bordered on creepy, like clowns. Some had their Bibles out, forgotten while they all grinned at me. I could hear them talking but didn’t see their mouths moving.
My heart hammered in my chest, and I gulped air to stay calm.
Why were they looking at me?
Laughter filled the room, and whispers became louder until it sounded like screams.
“Look at her,” one cackled.
“She’s not eating. Is she anorexic now?”
“Grace is a freaking slut!”
I shot off my seat and picked up my food tray to dump it into the trash. I fled the cafeteria while everyone laughed at once. Glancing over my shoulder, I found them turned toward me, still grinning with their eyes as wide as they could go.
