All Chapters of Unholy Cravings: A Collection Of Taboo Erotica Stories.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Blurb: In a monastery built for repentance, two holy men will teach her the art of temptation.Chapter 1: Elara’s POVI stepped through the heavy oak doors of the monastery, my chest aching like a weight was dropped on it.At twenty two, I'd lived a life of reckless indulgence, spent my nights in silk sheets with lovers I barely remembered and my days chasing highs that left me hollow.But my last relationship, the one with the married man whose wife had almost stabbed me with a knife. It left me wondering what I was really doing. I needed atonement and I needed to purge that fire that was burning inside me as though it was insatiable.The air inside was cool, scented with incense and aged wood, a stark contrast to the heat outside. My simple white dress clung to my curves, the thin cotton damp from sweat, outlining the swell of my breasts and the flare of my hips.I hadn't worn undergarments, it felt like a small act of defiance to remind me what normalcy felt like.Two figures eme

Elara’s POVThe night air in the shared cell was thick with the scent of sweat and cum. I lay on the narrow bed, eyes wide and open, and my body humming from where Thorne’s hand rested on my waist, his cock nestling against the curve of my ass.My pussy still fluttered faintly from the orgasm he had wrenched from me, and yet, sleep evaded me. I couldn't shut my eyes for a full minute, because I was anticipating what would happen when Elias finally got here. The fire I’d come here to extinguish burned deeper. I shifted slightly, the rough wool of the blanket chafing my skin, and my nipples tightened into peaks. I wasn't wearing my dress, Thorne had tugged it off while he was cleaning me. I lay stark naked on a priest's bed, imagining all the sins they could coax from my body.Thorne stirred behind me, his breath hot on my neck, lips brushing the shell of my ear in a lazy kiss that made me shiver. “Can’t sleep, little sinner?” He murmured, voice rough with sleep. His hand slid up to

Lila's POV I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned for hours on end and yet, I couldn't get a minute of sleep. It was 2 a.m, I should be asleep, and yet, all I could think of was Jax's words. He said he missed me. That shouldn't have meant anything, he'd probably said it to millions of other girls and yet, I couldn't forget those words.Outside, the storm raged. Rain lashed against the windows and the wind howled. Mom and Richard already left before the rain started and at this rate, they'll probably spend the night at a hotel.Jax was somewhere in the house, probably in his room. What would he be doing? He'd probably be asleep.My stomach growled, a low rumble that made me groan.I slipped from bed barefoot, tugging my sleep shirt, a big tee that stopped mid thigh. It was given to me by the boy from school.The kitchen was downstairs and I could just slip in and grab a late night snack from the fridge. Yup, sounds like a plan.When I got to the stairs, a scent hit my nose. Whiskey.I