Page 17 of Unholy

“So you broke into my space just to look at my stuff? Tsk tsk, Little Nun.”

“I’m sorry. You’re right. I shouldn’t have done it.” She steps toward the door, and I smirk at her, holding the knife out toward her.

“You’re not leaving until I say you can. Now get on your knees.”

“What? No,” she instantly says, shaking her head.

“You want to leave? You’re going to do as I say,” I tell her.

“Or I could yell.”

“Who’s going to come and rescue you? There’s no one here,” I remind her. She looks between me and the door, and something stops her from trying to leave again. Maybe it’s the fact she knows there’s no one here to help her. Or maybe it’s because she’s still fucking intrigued by me, and she wants to know more. Either way is fine by me.

“On. Your. Knees.” I tell her once more. Ash licks her lips before sliding to the floor on her knees, and fuck me, does she look nothing but perfect like this. At my mercy. Cock level. A groan leaves my throat as I step toward her.

“Raise your hand and grab my cock,” I order her.

“No,” she states firmly. She starts to stand up once more, and I stop her with the knife. I press it to her cheek hard enough she feels it but not hard enough to draw blood.

“No? Are you in charge right now, Little Nun? Grab my fucking cock.” I press the tip in just slightly harder, and she winces but raises her hand to rest it on my cock. Her hand feels so fucking good right there.

I bring my other hand over and rest it on top of hers before forcing her to rub it. She tries to pull back, but I don’t let her.

“You can either rub it like this, or I can pull it out for you,” I tell her. Her eyes shoot up to mine, and I know I’ll never get the look of her on her knees in front of me out of my fucking head. It’s cemented there forever.

I groan as the two of us rub my cock, that motherfucker wants more than just her hand, but for now, this is going to do.

I rock my hips into our hands, squeezing hers around my cock.

“You’re going to make me come, Little Nun.”

“Tristan.” Is that a plea? Is she begging? Either way, she’s going to do it. I’m not about to let her walk away from me without getting me off first.

“Ash.”

“Please don’t make me do this,” she begs as tears fall down her perfect fucking cheeks.

“Oh, is it a sin, Little Nun? For you to jerk off your stepbrother? There has to be a first time, right? Otherwise, how are you going to do it later on?” Now, her teary eyes land on mine, and I can see the struggle in them. She doesn’t want to do this, but a part deep down inside of her? Oh, she wants me to ruin her. She wants me to take her and fuck her against the cross on her daddy’s wall. And when the time comes? I’m going to. I’m going to force her to sin all over that fucking bible ridden house.

“Come on, Ash.” The harder I force her to squeeze, the closer I can feel myself getting. I keep us working together as I moan and groan, picturing her lips wrapped around me instead of her hand, but for now, this will do.

“So fucking close,” I tell her. Tears keep spilling down her cheeks as I keep the motion going, and then that’s it. I can’t hold back anymore. I come in my fucking jeans like a little schoolboy, and I don’t even care.

“Oh fuck, Little Nun. This is so good,” I tell her as I groan. When I’m done, I release her hand to find her cheeks a pretty shade of pink. “Ash? Are you wet right now?”

“What? No.”

“Stand up.” She stands to her feet and steps closer, resting my hand on her hip and sliding my hand into her pants. Then I slowly slip my hand between her legs, and she trembles.

“Fuck, Little Nun. Are you always this wet when you see me?”

“I’m … I’m not.”

“You’re going to stand here and lie to my face? Is God going to like you being a little liar? Is he going to like the sinning you’re doing right now? You should have never let the Devil touch you, Ash, because now you’re going to be ruined and tarnished for life.” I lean down and sink my teeth into her shoulder through her shirt and groan as a soft squeal comes from her lips.

“Next time, it’ll be bare skin, Ash. Next time, I’m going to taste your flesh as it presses against my lips.”

Chapter 8

---