Chapter 34 You're Too Tight
NIKOLAI
She yelped, her legs spreading wider, back arching off the floor.
"Pray now, sister.” I groaned against her sensitive nub.
"Our Father who art in heaven..." she managed to whisper, her voice trembling. My fingers curled inside her, hitting that spot that made her eyes roll back.
"Hallowed be thy name..." She gasped as I added another finger, stretching her tight hole. "Thy kingdom come…”
I was fucking her with my fingers now, watching her face contort with pleasure as she tried desperately to remember the Lord's Prayer. "Thy will be done..." She moaned loudly, forgetting the rest of the words as I thrust into her harder, my tongue joining my fingers.
"On earth...as it is in heaven...Fuck…" she panted out, her hips bucking against my hand. I could feel her getting tighter, her orgasm approaching. "Give us this day our daily bread..." She was speaking gibberish now, lost in her pleasure.
I pulled my hand out suddenly and she cried out, her pussy clenching on empty air. "Father!" she whimpered, looking down at me with pleading eyes.
"Please…? Good thing you know how to beg. Nothing good ever comes for free." I smiled wickedly, licking her juices off my fingers before pressing them back inside her, slower this time, curling gently. "Go on, sister. Finish your prayer.”
She groaned, head tipping back as she nodded slightly before picking up the prayer again. "And forgive us our trespasses..." Her voice was shaky again, her legs trembling as I slowly fingered her, watching her breasts bounce in the cups of her bra with every movement. "As we forgive those who trespass against us…”
I curled my fingers deeply inside her, pressing against that spot that made her see stars. "Lead us not into temptation and shit..." She gasped out, her prayer breaking off into moans. I thrust harder, knowing I was the reason her words and thoughts were scrambled"...and deliver us from evil…”
Her prayer turned into incoherent whispers as I pumped my fingers in and out of her rapid-fire, my palm slapping against her ass with every thrust. She was trembling uncontrollably now, her face flushed red, mouth open in silent screams of pleasure. "F-father..." She begged softly.
“Cum for me…” my teeth grazed her clit as I pumped my fingers into her relentlessly.
“Lord…forgive me…” she cried out, a scream tearing from her throat like hymns as her fingers threaded in my hair, legs quaking while her cum flooded out of her soaking pussy.
And fuck, if that wasn't the hottest thing I had heard in years. The sound of angels leaving her. The sound of me driving her over the edge.
I continued to lap at her juices, wet slurping noises filling the room as my fingers dug into her thighs, keeping her down despite the way she writhed and thrashed under me.
Finally, I traced a last stripe of her pussy with my tongue before I pulled away, my chin wet with a mix of my saliva and her release.
“What do you want, Raina? Use your words…” I grunted, my breathing harsh as I looked down at her, ignoring the sacred meaning of where we lay.
On the floor of the sacred vestry, the huge statue of Jesus overlooking us as we sinnedㅡ A priest turned into a sinner. A priest who refused to cleanse his member with words but chose to use his tongue to cleanse her.
Ironic.
But I wasn't backing out now.
Sweat matted her forehead and she pushed against me, her soaked center rubbing off against my silky white robes. “I want you deep inside me. I want you to fuck me. I want you to choke me as you pound into me…Father Nikolai.”
My gaze darkened. “Be warned, Raina. I don't think I recall how to be gentle. Don't expect me to be because I won't. I will fuck you within an inch of your life and even when you cry that you can't take it anymore… I'll continue to pound into you. Over. And over. I will desecrate your being here on the altar.”
I expected her to look scared but if anythingㅡ excitement glinted in her eyes. “Is that a promise?”
The last strand of restraint snapped at her words.
Fuck it.
RAINA'S POV
His lips crashed against mine, letting me taste my juices off his tongue as he swept his tongue into my mouth, the warm wet muscle stroking mine.
A moan escaped me and I pushed my hips up to meet his waist, rubbing my clit all over his robe.
Something akin to shame burned into my chest as his head dropped down to my breasts, teeth grazing the skin, making my head tip back in time to catch the holy statue of Jesus in the corner.
Fuck, Raina.
What the hell was I doing?
Suddenly, he bit down lightly on my nipple and I let out a sharp gasp, my breath catching in my throat. “Father…”
He ground his hips into mine, letting me feel his thick hard erection. “Shut up.”
My lips sealed and I let out a whimper through my pressed lips, feeling his teeth bite down hard on my other nipple, pain blooming at the contact.
“Oh my god…” I couldn't help but let out when he sat back on his heels, landing a hard strike on my breast that left me whimpering.
He grunted, his gaze hooded as he ditched his robe, throwing it to goodness knows where before his hand wrapped around his dick.
My breath caught as I looked down at his length, my breathing shaky as my mouth watered.
He was hugeㅡ His dick was thick and leaking precum already, the mushroom head purple and aching.
He leaned over me, using a hand to hold himself up before he slapped his dick over my bare cunt, making me yelp at the sudden sting.
I had never felt anything like thisㅡ Suddenly, it felt like all my thoughts and daydreams were lacking in comparison to what it actually felt like.
He felt like everything I shouldn't want. Everything I shouldn't need but I couldn't stop now. I was too far drowned in sin and I had accepted my fate a long time ago.
How could this be a sin?
“Eyes here,” He struck my cheek hard enough to sting before the wet tip of his dick slapped against my pussy again.
My ears were ringing and my head lolled to the side, chest heaving as I tried not to pass out from the maelstrom of emotions that coursed through me.
The rosary around his neck dangled over me, grazing my chin as the head of his cock pushed past my pussy.
My eyes widened and I groaned, lips parting in ecstasy as he pushed inㅡ inch by inch. The rosary was right in my line of vision and I almost cried at the nature of what we were doing. It hung there like a reminder that we were crossing boundaries. Every single religious artifact in the room seemed to be watching us closely, eyes seemed to bore into us from all corners of the room and my eyes squeezed shut.
I just needed to feel.
He groane
d, barely halfway in, the veins in his head popping as he pulled out. “Fuck, you're way too tight,” he groaned.
My heart was throbbing in my chest and I just lay there, my legs spread and my vision blurry as he stood up and disappeared from my line of sight.
I could barely get myself. I felt delirious. Finallyㅡ I heard his hurrying steps towards me again and I leaned up slightly in time to see him kneel back between my legs, pouring something into his hand as he looked down at me.
What the hell was that?
“You're so fucking pretty,” his voice was rough, hand reaching to rub something smooth on my chest, massaging my breasts softly for a second before he slapped one, the sting echoing as I yelped.
He leaned over me, his hand squirting whatever that was into his hand again. Pain bloomed where he had struck and tears brimmed in my eyes as my vision cleared.
I saw what it was. Holy oil.
He was fucking using holy oil.
The one they used to baptize and consecrate stuff in the church. He was using what should be used for consecration to desecrate me.
I didn't know how to feel. But my pussy did. It pulsed and throbbed, echoing my desire.
He rubbed it over his dick, slapping the bare tip over my pussy before he pushed in again.
This time, he slid in quite easily and I whimpered, pain rolling into pleasure as I clawed at somethingㅡ anythingㅡ to hold onto.
He didn't stop, he kept grunting as he pushed in. Then finally, he was buried to the hilt, his pubic bone pressed against mine. “Shit. Fucking hell, Raina. You feel like heaven.” The look on his face was nothing short of pain.
I watched him with hooded eyes, my breasts jiggling in the space between us as he pulled out and slammed back in, the oil making a loud squelching noise as our skin slapped against each other.
I could feel every ridge of his cock as he pounded into me, holding himself up as the small rosary that set him aside as a priest dangled in my face, reminding me of what we were doing.
My moans filled the air, drowned out by the sound of skin meeting. He grunted, hand closing my mouth as he thrust upward, tip brushing against my G-spot. “Fucking take it. C'mon. Take every inch, Raina. Look at you, a dirty little whore. Dirtying yourself.” Another sharp thrust. “You feel like fucking nirvana.”
His hand reached up to cup my breasts again, tweaking my nipple as I screamed into his hold, tears streaming down my face.
The expression on his face twisted into something sadistic at the sight of my tears. “Look at you, does it feel that good? My dick into your tight little pussy?”
My pussy fluttered around his length.
Suddenly, he flipped us over, with me sitting over him with a whimper when his dick brushed a weird spot inside me.
He was looking up at me, hand gripping my hips as he held me tightly, hair askew. “Ride me, Raina. Ride me until it hurts.”
My head tipped back and my hand pressed down on his hard pecs, feeling his muscles under my fingers. “Hurt who?” I gasped.
He moved under me, thrusting up with shallow movements. “Ride me until the angels leave and we turn this place into our own form of salvation. Ride me until you're baptized with my cum.”