Page 57 of Priest

“I’ve got something more for you. I just need you to relax and trust me.”

“Trust you when you kidnapped me?”

“Hey, what we’re about to do will create an unbreakable bond between us, baby. You gotta trust me.”

Against all my judgment, I sighed. “Okay.”

“Relax. I promise I can make it feel good.”

And he did. It took several minutes with repeat reminders for me to relax, trust him, and go with the flow. Once we got past the head, I was able to get into it.

“Damn, Priest,” I cried out. I had no idea that it would feel this good. I reviewed his words, “What we’re about to do will create an unbreakable bond between us,” repeatedly in my mind.

“Priest,” I hissed.

“What, love?” he asked.

He grabbed my hips and slowly pumped in and out of my ass.

“I’m ’bout to cum.”

“Cum for me, baby. Don’t hold back. This ass was everything I hoped it would be. Let me see that cum dripping down your thighs.”

I lost my damn mind and threw that ass on him until I skeeted everywhere. That shit drove that nigga insane because the next thing I knew, he grunted loudly, groaned, and then I felt him explode inside of me. We collapsed on the bed together, and he held me for a while.

“We have to get cleaned up,” I whispered.

“I know.”

His arms tightened around me as I watched the sun go down through the large bay windows of his bedroom.

“I just wanna chill a minute longer like this.”

It broke my heart that he had never experienced this. Although Evan and I hadn’t done as much as Priest and I had, we did share intimate moments after sex. My heart hurt for Priest when I recalled all he had been through in life. Had anyone ever loved him aside from his grandmother and a two-year-old sister who didn’t know anything about love?

“Priest,” I whispered.

“What?” he muttered.

“You said that we would have an unbreakable bond.”

“And we do.”

“What does that mean?”

“That I’ll always protect you, and I ain’t gonna let shit come between us.”

“Even after I go back?” I asked. “To my life, I mean,” I clarified.

“You ain’t gonna go back. Not because I won’t let you, but because you don’t want to.”

I sighed contentedly. Why argue about something I knew was true? I didn’t plan on being a part of the MC, and I did want topursue my career, but I couldn’t imagine not being around him after these last three and a half weeks.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Yeah,” he replied, running his hand across my belly.

“What’s your real name? I mean, like your whole name.”

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