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“God, save me,” I mumble against his chest. Van snorts. “Let’s not bring the big man into this. He doesn’t need to see his priest defiling one of his subjects.”
Forgive me, Father, for I feel no guilt over sinning and claiming this pussy.
I’m not destined to rejoice with the angels, I’m fated to hang out and play poker with the devil,
Look at me now, Mom, bet you wished I was cursing now instead of taking three cocks.
She takes one last lingering look at each of us before she sighs and trudges back to the house, while the three of us just stand here waiting for her to disappear inside. “We’re fucked,” Hud mutters. “So fucked,” I concur. “I need to quit my job,” Van adds. Both of us snap our heads toward him. “What?’ Hudson rasps. Van shrugs and pushes his hands into his pockets. “I can’t be a priest and lust after a girl who is into some of the darkest shit, like me. I’ve never felt so alive. Last night she breathed life back into me and tonight… Fuck, she is perfect.” “She was made for us,” Hudson growls.
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Some may view this as sick and depraved but haven’t you ever wished for a man to chase you around, give you everything you have been too ashamed to ask for out loud? That the fact you have no idea who they are only makes it easier to demand what you want? No judgment, just pure carnal need to be fucked.
I run my fingers through her hair, loving the soft mewl that escapes her. The three of us have never been so content before. We’re all sitting here, watching some stupid sci-fi movie she picked because Theo James is in it and apparently Divergent is the best movie, because he claims his girl and stops at nothing to save her. Each of us have acted like we were interested in it when she told us but the truth is, we would have sat for hours watching a blank screen if she told us to. All any of us want is just to be around her. Wearing the masks is becoming harder. I want her to know it’s us and
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“Bunny, you made me a Dirty Priest and now you have to deal with the aftermath of your creation. Now, get your ass into my office and bend over that desk. We have to punish you for leaving.” She scoffs. “You lied to me!” “You took our pussy away,” Hudson snarks. “I can’t,” she mumbles. “Why the hell not?” Kye snaps. “I’m on my period,” she mutters. Laughter comes from the other two as I smile down at her. “Oh, baby, allow me to feast on the blood of Christ one last time in this place and mark you with the holy cross.”
“We need to get home now. I don’t have another class until this afternoon and I won’t be able to focus until I have all of you.” Van laughs. “Homes so far away,” he teases. “I don’t care,” I bite out. “There’s a church down the road?” Van suggests with a wag of his brows. “Dirty–fucking–priest,” the three of us say in unison. This, this right here is everything I could have wished for. I got them all and they have me. We are sinners. In our home, all Sinners are Welcome.
