Page 24 of Dirty Priest

“Get there, Saint,” I force out through clenched teeth.

“I’m with you,” Van snaps. My pace turns punishing as I thrust in and out of Hudson at a ruthless pace.

“Oh God, yes, fuck, I’m gonna come,” she shouts.

“Fuck!” Hudson roars as he comes. Peyton follows him over the edge screaming. Van tumbles behind them and I’m the last to fall. I come harder than I ever have, shudders rolling through me without restraint, as I empty everything I have inside Hud. All of us are panting and gasping for air. This is my best sexual experience I have ever had and honestly, I refuse to give it up. I refuse to giveherup. She has brought the three of us together in a way none of us could have comprehended. She has neverjudged me and Hudson for our wants, she embraced them and made us feel supported and wanted without even trying.

Peyton was made for us.

“That was…” She laughs and the sound brings a smile to my face as I ease out of Hud and stand. “Everything,” she breathes out. I stare at her in wonder. Van and Hudson are both looking at her as if they can sense the rightness of this as well. Hudson slowly eases out of her and steps back. She focuses down on Van and tentatively reaches out to grip the edge of his mask.

“Don’t.” That one word from him has her freezing.

“Why?” she whispers.

“You aren’t ready for what happens after you know,” he says in that deep tone he uses when we wear the masks. She hesitates for a second before withdrawing her hand, then slowly climbs off Van. She turns around and searches for her clothes. When she reaches for her jeans I snatch them from her.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“We aren’t finished with you, Bunny. We have all night and I plan to fuck every hole before you get to limp home.” Her mouth pops open in surprise.

“You two gonna fuck again?” she asks, darting her gaze between me and Hudson. We both chuckle. I press against her and grip the back of her neck, forcing her onto her tiptoes as she holds my stare.

“Yeah, baby, we’re gonna do it againandagain and every time we do, we’ll be thinking of you and how fucking perfect that pussy feels wrapped around our cocks. Now, get on your knees and clean me up.” Hunger surges in her eyes. She eagerly obeys and drops to her knees before me, not knowing that my dick was just buried in her brother’s ass makes this so much sweeter. She wraps her lips around me and moans. A strangled groan escapes me. I’ll be hard in seconds and ready to take her again and againuntil the fucking sun rises and she is forced to limp her sexy ass out of these woods.

“Peyton!” I shout as we wait for her to get her ass downstairs. We didn’t finish with her until dawn this morning. The guys and I stayed at the church last night in Van’s office, there was no way we would be able to beat her home. When we got back this morning and saw the Easter basket we got her sitting on the counter, I choked on air while Van and Hudson laughed their asses off.

“I’m coming! Hang on,” she hollers as we hear her running around upstairs. I know for a fact she will be sore today and it brings me great pleasure to know she will be thinking about all of us all day long. When she finally comes down the stairs, my eyes widen at the state of her. She’s wearing gray sweats that hang low on her hips and a white crop top that exposes her toned stomach. Her hair is wet and loose around her shoulders and her eyes are bloodshot from lack of sleep. When she winces and limps toward the kitchen to grab her water bottle, I bite down on my cheek to keep from smiling. She stalks past Van and Hudson who are both trying not to laugh. We follow her out of the house and head next door to her mom and Ken’s house, they are both waiting out front for us.

“Peyton, why do you look so wrung out?” her mother asks. Hudson starts coughing to mask his laughter. I turn away from them and greet Ken.

“I haven’t been sleeping properly,” she lies.

“Well, you need to take better care of yourself and your body. Like I have always told you?—”

“Yes, I know, Mom. My body is my temple and I should cherish it. That is the way the Lord wanted us to think of ourselves.” Sarcasm and annoyance is thick in her tone. Before her mother can irritate her more, I cut in and say hello. I have no idea why Van and Peyton had to accompany us today, but Hudson told us that his dad and Lenior wanted the four of us to come over.

Ken leads us through the house and points out the parts of the house that will need fixing. Between both mine and Hudson’s schedules, this will be a slow build. I’m fully booked and Hudson has a shit load of projects going on at the moment.

“They said the plumbing could be finished within three to four weeks,” Ken says. Hudson rubs the back of his neck and I know he hates having to be the asshole and tell his father it's gonna be a lot longer than that before they can move back into their home. I’ll be honest, it doesn’t bother me if it takes ten years because that means Peyton will still be with us.

“Dad, it’s gonna be a few months before you and Lenior will be able to move back in.” His father’s face falls.

“If I can get the town to help pitch in, would that hurry the rebuild along?” Van asks us. Both Hudson and I share a look and nod.

“With us as the head of the build, I doubt they will want to pitch in,” I admit.

Van’s eyes darken. “You leave the town to me,” he grits out.

“I was hoping we could have the house finished before Peyton leaves.” All three of us swing our gazes toward the girl in question. She shoots her mother a glare.

“Thanks, Mom. I hadn’t told them yet,” she hisses. Lenior cringes and mutters an apology.

“What does she mean?” Hudson presses.

Pey nibbles on her bottom lip and drops her gaze to the floor. “I got accepted into Brown in the fall,” she says quietly.

“You’re leaving?” I whisper, hurt lacing my tone. She lifts her gaze to meet mine and I see guilt churning in the depths of those beautiful blue eyes I have come to love.

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