Masuk[Caleb's POV]
I lay there watching Nora sleep with her face half-buried in the furs and one arm thrown across the empty space where I had been until a minute ago. My cock twitched hard against my thigh at the sight, thick and already aching from the memory of how tight she had felt wrapped around me, how she had clenched and shuddered when I came inside her. I could still taste her on my tongue, still hear the broken way she had whispered my name when she came the second time.
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They bent me over the cold black marble altar with my ass held high in the air and my face pressed firmly against the carved stone cocks that jutted out obscenely from the surface. My cheeks were squished against the cold stone while my hard nipples scraped against the altar with every shaky breath I took. My mother Elena knelt directly in front of me on the stone floor. She reached up and began stroking my hair almost tenderly at first, running her fingers through it like she used to when I was a little girl, but her eyes were filled with pure lust as she stared at my exposed body.“Be a good girl for Mommy and Daddy,” Elena whispered softly, her voice sweet and coaxing while her fingers trailed slowly down my cheek and neck. Then without any warning she slid her hand between my spread thighs and shoved two fingers straight into my dripping cunt, pushing them deep inside me and curling them roughly against my inner walls. “Oh fuck, listen to that wet sound.
[Lara's POV]I had always been the good girl in everyone’s eyes. I had a tight young twenty-two-year-old body that made men stare and perky C-cup breasts that sat so high and firm on my chest. My perfectly shaved little pussy had stayed completely untouched until last summer. That was when my stepfather’s best friend dragged me into the back of his truck and fucked me so brutally. The rough pounding shattered something innocent inside me and awakened a dark hungry slut who now craved depravity in ways I could barely admit even to myself.When the mysterious black envelope arrived at my dorm room sealed with thick crimson wax and carrying the unmistakable scent of dried cum mixed with heavy incense, I immediately knew it had come from him. My fingers trembled with wicked excitement the moment I broke the seal and pulled out the single black card. It simply read: Midnight at the old cathedral ruins. Wear nothing underneath your long coat. Come alone or do not come at all. The second I f
I pulled her tighter against my chest in the sudden darkness, her warm breath ghosting across my throat while the echo of her whisper still lingered between us like a warning I had no intention of heeding. The cabin groaned and shifted around us as another savage gust of wind slammed into the walls, making the old timbers flex and creak under the immense pressure of the storm, but none of that mattered in this moment because all I could focus on was the naked woman in my arms, her heart hammering against mine after every raw confession we had dragged into the open. Nora shifted slowly in my lap, her bare breasts pressing flush and warm against my chest while her thighs remained straddled over me on the rumpled furs, and even in the total blackness I could feel how slick and swollen her pussy still was where it rested hot against my cock, which was already thickening again at the simple contact of her wet heat. She rolled her hips once in a slow, deliberate grind that dragged her soa
[Caleb's POV]My blood boiled so hot I could feel it pounding in my temples, every muscle locked tight while I stared at the phone like it might bite me again. Marcus. The same editor who had looked me in the eye five years ago, listened to the evidence I laid out, then killed the story anyway because the legal department said the risk was too high and the advertisers might pull. He had not even blinked when I told him sources were already disappearing. Two weeks later one of them was found hanging in a motel room, another vanished completely, and I carried the weight of those deaths every single day since. I blamed myself for pushing too hard, for not seeing the danger sooner. Marcus just moved on to the next headline.Nora shifted beside me, pulling her knees up and wrapping her arms around them. “Say something,” she said quietly.I exhaled hard through my nose. “Marcus was the one who buried my piece. I brought him everything—documents
Caleb turned slowly, hands raised a little like he was approaching something wild. "Nora—""Don't." I took one step back, then another, until my spine hit the edge of the counter. "Answer the question. Did you clear the road just enough so my car would get stuck and I'd end up knocking on your door?"He exhaled through his nose, shoulders dropping like he had been waiting for this moment and dreading it at the same time. "Yes."The admission landed like a punch I had braced for but still felt. I laughed once, short and bitter. "Jesus Christ. How long have you been watching me?""Not watching." He stepped closer but stopped when I held up a hand. "I saw your name on a booking alert. Some old industry list I never unsubscribed from. I knew the route you were taking. I had the road plowed just far enough that someone who did not know exactly where to look would miss the turnoff and end up here when the storm hit. I told myself it was noth
[Caleb's POV]I lay there watching Nora sleep with her face half-buried in the furs and one arm thrown across the empty space where I had been until a minute ago. My cock twitched hard against my thigh at the sight, thick and already aching from the memory of how tight she had felt wrapped around me, how she had clenched and shuddered when I came inside her. I could still taste her on my tongue, still hear the broken way she had whispered my name when she came the second time.I reached down slowly, wrapping my hand around myself, stroking once, twice, keeping the motion quiet so I would not wake her yet. Each pull brought back flashes—her thighs trembling around my head, the way her back arched when I sucked her clit just right, the wet heat of her pussy gripping me as I thrust deep and slow then fast until we both shattered. I bit my lip to stay silent, thumb circling the head where I was already leaking, imagining sliding back inside her right now while she wa
Chapter 6My pussy starts dripping the second Father Elias strides into the grand hall for evening vespers. One look from those dark, hungry eyes and slick heat soaks straight through my panties, making the rough wool of my habit rub against my swollen folds with every tiny shift of my knees on the
[Maria’s POV]My pussy is already slick and swollen by the time the midnight bell tolls, the throb so deep and constant I have to clench my thighs with every step down the cold corridor just to keep from moaning out loud. I left my panties in my cell tonight, deliberately, because I want his tongue
Chapter 7[Father Elias’s POV]My cock is already half-hard the moment Mother Superior announces that Sister Maria and I will share late-night confessional duties in the old chapel. The words feel like divine punishment and reward at once, trapping me alone with the one woman whose every glance has
[Maria’s POV]Today is our last chance to fuck properly before we flee. The midnight vigil drags on forever. Candles, chants, kneeling on cold stone—but every time Elias’s voice rises in the psalm I feel it between my legs like a stroke. I keep my eyes down, but I know he is watching me, and the th







