Page 88 of Unholy Obsession

Bane’s eyes darken as they lift to mine, that uncanny connection that always zings like shooting electricity between us, lighting me up.

Then he lifts from his knees.

I forget to take a breath as slowly, gaze still locked with mine, he extends his tongue to lick straight up the center of my pussy.

The wafer is soggy with my juices.

I watch it disappear into his mouth. His eyes close as if in ecstasy as he chews and swallows.

Is he praying right now? I only realize in this moment that I’ve never actually stopped to ask him if he actually believes in… I glance around. All…this.

“What are you thinking?” I whisper.

“I’m giving thanks for you.” I love that he responds immediately. His brow furrows. “And I’m thinking I want you to hold me down with your weight on my chest and shove my face sideways into the ground while you ride my cock. That’s what I’m thinking.”

I gasp, his words stealing the breath from my lungs. “Holy fuck that’s hot.”

My pussy clenches, wanting everything he just described.

But for once, I don’t immediately give in to the need that has my body twitching and use the gift of patience and discipline the man on his knees before me gave me.

And what a fucking gift it is. I close my eyes and luxuriate in the feelings making my stomach squirm and my pussy muscles clench and unclench.

Over the last year, before meeting Bane, I had totally lost connection with my body.

Ever since… Ever since I betrayed my brother without meaning to.

Whether or not I meant to, Anna was hurt in a way she almost couldn’t come back from. I forced her into a terriblesituation with consequences that have lasted to this day. For both her and my brother.

And I’msorry.

Oh God, I’m so, so sorry.

Tears squeeze out of my eyes. Yes, I was just being my normal, rebellious, thoughtless self.

I reach for the silver chalice of wine, bring it to my mouth, then tip my head back and close my eyes.

Yes, I was being my normal, thoughtless self.And people got hurt.

Both are true. And I will absolutely try to be more conscientious in the future. I will beg for forgiveness on my knees.

But whether or not Domhn or anyone else fucking acknowledges it, it’s also the truth that Iamtrying.

I’m trying when it would besomuch fucking easier to give up.

No one but Bane has ever seen that. How fucking hard I fight every fucking day, and how brave it is to keep showing up as well as I do in the world. Even if everyone thinks I’m a disaster, he looks at me and thinks I’m stunning.

Somehow, he gets it. He gets that every morning, apart from a few bad months earlier this year, I get out of fucking bed, and Itry.

“My blood.” My voice rings out in the church as I lift the chalice. “Spilled for the forgiveness of your sins. Drink and be whole.”

I spill the wine down my chest, letting it flow down the valley between my breasts. It cascades down my belly to my sex.

Where Bane’s mouth swiftly moves to my pussy to gulp up my offering.

The wine finishes pouring from the chalice, and I drop it to the table, too distracted to do anything else because, oh god?—

I grab Bane’s hair, fingernails clenched right at his scalp as his mouth continues licking, then suckling at my cunt.

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