Page 30 of Unholy

“And forgive me for my trespasses.” Levi looks up, blue eyes meeting mine as he gives my cock one long stroke, the beads of the rosary digginginto my sensitive skin as they roll over it. “As I punish those who trespass against me.” Levi opens his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head of my cock.

“Fucking hell!” I shout, uncaring of how loud I’m being. I feel like I am about to explode, and we’ve barely done anything. If I don't get it out somehow, then I fear I will come too soon. I want to come with Levi inside of me.

“Lead me into temptation,” Levi says, his mouth coming off my cock with a slick pop. He looks into my eyes, as he says, “For I have fallen for evil.”

“OhGod,” I moan, his words hitting my body with the impact of an angel falling from grace. I nod. None of this is a question, but I feel the need to answer. “Fuck me, Father. Please fuck me.”

“You’re not…” Levi trails off, clearly unsure of how to say what he’s thinking

“I’ll be fine. You won’t hurt me. Please. Just need you,” I assure him, not even caring that I sound like I’m begging. I am. If I don't get Levi inside of me right this second, I may explode. My heart feels as though it is too big for my chest.

Levi nods once, then stands. Slowly, very slowly, he reaches up, pulling the collar from aroundhis neck. He doesn’t even look at it, just crumples it up and throws it over his shoulder. I lick my lips when he pulls his white robe over his head, leaving him standing in front of the church, completely naked. The sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows dances on his skin to the sound of angels weeping because his naked body is so glorious, surely the angels do weep.

“Wait…” I say as Levi steps forward. His steps falter, brows creased in confusion.

“What?” He asks.

“You don’t have to do this.” My voice is barely above a whisper. “I want you to know that.You do not have to do this.We can leave and do this somewhere else. We can… we can…”

“Killian…” Levi closes the gap between us, cupping my cheeks with both hands. I let my chin drop to my chest, not wanting to look him in the eyes. He forces my chin up, blue eyes meeting mine a moment later. “I’m going to fuck you in this church on this cross for God and every perverted angel to see.”

“But… God…” I say, and Levi drops his hands to my sides. I think he may have changed his mind, andmy whole body deflates, the cross the only thing holding me up.

“From this moment on, I will only worship those who deserve my loyalty. I will worship this body.” Levi's hand trails up the side of my ribs. “I will devote my own body to your pleasure.” Suddenly, his hand grips my cock. I hiss out a breath. “My breath will only be used to pray to you.” He leans in, kissing me softly.

“Please,” I whisper against Levi’s lips. He kisses me again, this time harsh and hungry, mouth opening, tongue delving. I use my arms and core strength to lift my hips up, circling them around his waist. He assists me, grabbing my thighs with both hands and holding on.

“Missed you,” Levi murmurs against my mouth, and I could not have heard that right. Or perhaps he just said it in the moment. Either way, I don't have time to stop and consider the words because he lifts my hips higher, lining me up. I can’t do much to help with tied hands, but I do my best.

“Fuck!” I shout when he ever so slowly sinks down my length. I’m still just a bit to dry, a bit too tight, but it feels so fucking perfect. I cravethe sting. It’s good pain. Completely different from the pain I’ve endured over and over again the past three months. I shake my head, refusing to think about that.

“Feel so good,” Levi moans when I’m finally seated. I flex my legs around his hips because I constantly feel like I’m slipping. I know I’m not. His strong body is holding me firmly against the cross.

“Move. Please, Levi,move,” I beg, closing my eyes in bliss. Levi grinds his hips in a small circular motion, fingers digging into my ass.

“You’re so hot,” Levi says, biting my collar bone, then nibbling all the way up to my neck where he bites down again. I moan, wanting desperately to touch him. I ball my hands up into fist, pulling at the white cloth restraining me. It’s no good. I can’t move an inch, and it’s both increasingly infuriating and incredibly erotic.

“Harder.” I use my legs to pull Levi into me, forcing him to go from grinding to thrusting. My eyes roll back into my head when his cock rubs my spot. With every thrust, something grazes my nipple, but I can’t figure out what it is.

I look down, finding the rosary swinging between our bodies like a pendulum. I didn’t notice, but Levi must have draped it around both of our necks so that we were connected by it. Jesus fuck. I didn’t think it would be possible to be more turned on, but I am.

“I will always answer your prayers. You will always feel my presence, Father,” I blurt out, trying to distract myself from the orgasm that is charging toward me like a freight train.

“I have been feeling it. I was just ignoring it,” Levi says, out of breath as he drives into my hole unrelenting. “It was all around me. It was inside of me.”

“Did you want it to be God?” I ask, almost afraid of the answer.

“ItwasGod. It was you. You’re my God, now,” Levi pants, a sweat bead racing down his face.

“Oh God. Yes. Right there!” I shout when Levi changes the angle ever so slightly. My cock aches. I’m getting so close. Levi slows his thrust to something harder, deeper, more intimate. It’s not a reprieve I feel, but pleasure. The cross creaks behind me with every forceful thrust of Levi’s hips, but I ignore it, too lost in this moment.

“This is heaven. Being inside you is fucking paradise. I don’t need anything else,” Levi says against my skin, a bite punctuating each sentence.

“Yes. Please. God. Please. Find Heaven in me. In us,” I respond. My eyes roll into the back of my head right as the cross gives way. Floating. I’m floating for barely a second before the blunt force of the floor is at my back.

“Shit… are you…” Levi starts to push himself off, concern in his eyes.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” I growl, tightening my legs around his waist so he stays buried deep inside of me. I can’t stop the panic from taking over my entire body at the very idea of him stopping. I need this.

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