Chapter Four
SIAN
I’ve never been this aroused before in my life.
My whole body is on fire and my pussy is throbbing with need.
I can’t stop my gaze from dropping to their cocks that are resting proudly against their stomachs, my mouth watering with the need to taste them.
I may not know who the masked man is, but given the situation I’m currently in with my priest, I don’t care.
The masked man steals my attention when he lifts the hand holding my ruined thong in it to his nose.
My eyes widen at the sight of him sniffing my panties.
Can he even smell me through that plastic mask?
It’s one of those LED light-up masks you see people wearing on Halloween.
His eyes close briefly as a groan escapes his lips.
“Get on your fucking knees and suck my cock while I sniff your pussy juice and decide if I’m going to let my boyfriend fuck you or just let him come down your throat.
” I want to beg him to not leave me on edge, but the thought of being this edged out until they finally give in and fuck me has me dropping to my knees and staring up at him through my lashes.
I pop my mouth open, waiting for him to fill it.
“Hands behind your back. You obey my orders or I spank that pussy. Am I clear?”
“Yes, Father...” I have no idea what to call him, all I know is that calling him Father seems to be the right thing to say because they both groan.
He keeps my thong pressed against his mask, groaning as he grips his cock with his other hand and guides it to my mouth.
The moment I feel him inside my mouth I moan.
He tastes so fucking good, his dick is so big he’s stretching my mouth, he can barely fit inside my mouth.
I’m anxious to see how well he will fit inside my tight little cunt.
I gasp and splutter around his shaft when Father Hawk fists his hand in my hair, moving me up and down on his boyfriend's cock. I’ve never done anything like this before.
I’ve dreamed about it but I never thought having a threesome would ever happen for someone like me.
Did I dream about him and Evan finally giving up their places in the church so they could fuck me in the parking lot? Hell yes, I did!
I haven’t seen my stepbrother in years. I was attracted to him and he knew it.
He chose the righteous path and wanted to become a priest. I tried to stop thinking about him over the years, but Evan isn’t someone you can ever forget.
He’s an enigma, someone who consumes you just by being in the same room.
Him and Cameron together in the church made it hard for me to breathe when I was at mass. They both are walking gods amongst men.
When he uses his grip on my hair to yank me backward, I whimper until he fills my mouth with his own cock. I want to weep with joy. I have envisioned this moment so many times in my head as I fingered myself. His taste is indescribable, he’s addicting and fucking perfect.
He was off limits and someone I had only admired from afar, never thinking I would ever get the chance to actually taste him or ever feel his tongue on me. I gag around his girth when he thrusts into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.
“Wrap your lips around me and fucking suck it hard!” Father Hawk’s tone is harsh and all that does is turn me on more.
I want him to punish me. I begin to bob up and down on his cock, taking over.
He doesn’t stop me even though I know he wants to but it feels too good.
I reach out and wrap my hand around the other guy’s dick and stroke him.
I flick my eyes up and watch as he tilts his head back and groans.
This may not be the job I signed up for, but if it means I get to fuck him and the stranger beside him every single night then I’ll take it! “Fuck, you suck my dick so good, my dirty little nun.”
“Hmmmmm,” I moan around him, loving the way his eyes roll back.
“You like her hand on your cock, baby?” Cam asks.
“Fuck, it feels so good to finally have her touch me,” the guy grits out.
He pulls out of my mouth abruptly, causing me to freeze as I stare up at him in worry. He pushes his pants the remainder of the way off and kicks them to the side before he removes his shirt and exposes his tattooed chest and arms. Fuck, the sight of him has my pussy clamping down on air.
My attention is snagged when the stranger begins to undress but never removes the mask. Just like Father Hawk, his body is covered in ink. They look like a walking bad decision and all that does is make my pussy wetter.
“Sit on the edge of my desk.” I scramble to do as Father Hawk demands.
I perch on the edge of his desk while he drags a chair over and sits in front of me.
The masked man stands beside him. I wait for them to instruct me.
Cam grips his cock and pumps himself twice, making me jealous of his own fucking hand!
“Legs open and show me our pussy.” The stamp of ownership has me moaning.
I lift my heel covered feet and place them on the arms of his chair and allow my knees to drop open so he can get his fill of my dirty cunt.
“Show me how you played with that pussy while thinking about me and your brother.”
My eyes widen in surprise. “What?” I blurt.
“Show me how you made yourself come while you thought about me and Evan. If you do it good enough, I may just let you finish on my tongue before I slam my cock inside that cunt and claim it as mine.”
“It’s always been yours,” I taunt as I reach down and slide a finger through my folds.
“Hmmm,” I moan when I circle my clit, the feeling of my ass being full and my pussy being played with is fucking intense.
I love wearing plugs out in public. It makes me feel naughty.
I cup my tit with my other hand and squeeze my nipple as I slide a finger inside myself.
“Oh, you feel so good Father Hawk,” I rasp out.
“Fuck that pussy harder!” he snarls. I do as he says.
“Suck my cock, baby,” the masked man growls.
My mouth parts and I gasp at the sight of my former priest wrapping his lips around his boyfriend’s cock.
That sight alone has me hot and on the verge of coming so hard I black out.
This is something I have dreamed of seeing and never thought it would come true.
I relish the sight of him bobbing his head up and down.
The stranger lolls his head to the side and locks eyes with me.
His blue eyes blaze with need and a moan slips past my lips. “You like watching your priest suck my cock, sister ?” I tense at him calling me sister, until I realize it’s because of the costume I wear.
“Yes. He looks so fucking good.” I pant as I continue to finger my pussy.
“His mouth is so fucking hot and wet,” he grits out. I whimper in jealousy. “Fuck that pussy harder, slut!”
I insert a second finger and do as he says while keeping my gaze on his. “I’m so close already. God, I need to come so fucking badly.”
Cam yanks his head back and releases his dick with a loud pop.
“Stop!” Instantly I freeze, I stare at him with wide eyes while my pussy continues to clamp down on my fingers.
Cameron knocks my feet off the chair and scoots forward until he’s right between my legs.
“Fingers out.” I remove them. “Taste yourself.” I bring my fingers to my mouth but I dart my gaze to the stranger and suck them clean, relishing the taste of my pussy.
“Dirty fucking whore,” Cam growls before leaning forward and sliding that wicked tongue through my folds. I arch forward and scream.
“Holy fuck!” He’s so skilled, he flattens his tongue against my clit and it drives me wild. He pushes two fingers inside me. I begin to tremble with need as my orgasm crests. “Oh please. Let me come,” I beg.
“Come on my fucking fingers and mouth, you filthy slut,” he snaps, then sucks my clit into his mouth.
I shatter without restraint, screaming his name so loud I begin to worry everyone downstairs can hear.
Father Hawk doesn’t allow me to come down gently, he wants me quivering and still spasming.
He pulls his fingers free and stands, pushing me back flat against his desk.
“Lift your legs onto my shoulders.” I do as he says and watch with rapt attention as he lines his cock with my entrance.
Without any warning he slams inside me. I arch off the desk and scream, I’ve never been with anyone as big as him.
He remains still as I adjust to his size, my breathing is ragged and I’m practically panting. “I’m okay,” I grit out after a moment.
“Not for long,” he promises, then pulls back and thrusts inside me so hard his desk shifts.
When he wraps an arm around my thighs for better leverage I know I’m in for a hard fuck.
His other hand grips my butt plug and twists, drawing another cry from me.
“I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast, I need to come.
” I don’t get a chance to reply before he’s robbing me of rational thought and fucking every thought out of my mind except him.
He’s all I can focus on. I gasp when I feel another orgasm pending.
I’ve never come twice during sex before and I’m slightly terrified this one will rip me in half.
“Oh shit, I can’t!” I scream out when he hits that spot inside me. The bastard just grins and starts fucking my ass with that plug in sync with his thrusts. It’s too much, I can’t concentrate or take a full breath. My body is betraying me and yielding to his demands like a puppet.
The masked man moves to stand near the top of my head, my neck balancing on the edge of the desk.
He uses that to his advantage as he thrusts his cock inside my mouth, making me gag.
I’m powerless and utterly at their mercy, both of them fucking me without remorse or care and it’s utterly exhilarating.
I love how they use my body and take what they want from me.
“Give me that fucking cum now, Sian.” Hearing him say my name sends me hurtling over the cliff, my body bows to its master and explodes.
I see fucking stars. The cock is ripped from my mouth and screams of pure bliss rent the room.
“Watch!” he roars as he pulls out of me while aftershocks continue to run through me like a plague.
I use what little strength I have left and lift my head.
He pushes my legs off his shoulders and grips his cock in his hand, pumping himself.
My eyes widen when it dawns on me what he’s doing.
Without thinking I scramble back on his desk and push everything off as I widen my legs. I reach down and part my pussy.
“Mark this pussy as yours, Father Hawk. You can use it whenever you want,” I taunt.
His eyes blaze a moment before he slams them closed and throws his head back, roaring out his release.
Strings of cum hit my pussy, causing me to moan in approval.
I love the unhinged sight of him. He blinks his eyes open and peers down at me.
Feeling bold, I reach down and swipe up his cum on my finger, then push it inside me.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathe out. His eyes burn with hunger at the sight.
I slowly pull my finger out and bring it to my lips.
His eyes track my every movement. His mouth parts when I push that finger inside my mouth and moan.
The masked stranger shuffles around the desk with his cock in his hand. I release my finger and smile at him. “Mark me,” I taunt.
His blue eyes blaze, the grip he has on himself tightens.
Cam steps to the side and allows him to claim the spot he just vacated.
I relish the sounds coming from him, but the moment Cameron plasters his chest against his back, bats his hand off his dick and replaces it with his own, I nearly lose my mind.
“Come on that pussy, baby, and mark that filthy slut as ours,” Cam snarls.
“Fuck, just like that. I want to come all over her, baby,” he forces out through clenched teeth.
I reach down and part my pussy, waiting for him to mark me.
The instant he tips his head back to rest it on Cam’s shoulder and roars Father Hawk’s name, I moan.
Jets of cum land on my pussy and I shiver.
I run my finger through my folds, mixing their releases together, loving how they both watch.
I push it inside me and moan. “Taste us.” I do as he demands, bringing that finger to my mouth and suck it clean, loving the taste of both of them on my tongue.