Chapter 18: Xenia

Xenia p.o.v.

" Kiss me.", I whispered again, watching his nervous eyes as he gulped visibly. Judging his mixed expressions, either Father wanted to run away and never come back... or he wanted to gobble me up right here.

Father hadn't replied, just stayed like that, staring at my face and I sighed as that feeling of embarrassment bundled up in the pit of my stomach, what was I even thinking...asking a priest to kiss me, and not any priest, my father!

I'd almost given up and was about to turn around when Father crouched down on the chair. He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes staring up at me, " Are you asking me to choose between you and my god, princess?", He asked.

And I wanted to say no I won't, but then, it would be a lie. Because I wanted him to choose...and I wanted him to choose me. But I can't say that to him, can I? So I repeated, " I am just asking for a kiss."

His eyes moved down in a way that left me feeling naked and exposed, " Are you sure, it's just a kiss you want?", Father husked and again stared back at my eyes, " Yes, just a kiss.", I replied quickly, " God wouldn't punish you for just one kiss, father.", I tried to convince him more. Just one kiss will be enough for me, I just wanted to feel his soft lips...and also bite that bottom lip of his.

He thought for a second before taking a deep breath, " Sit.", Father Nicholas ordered making me press my brows together, sit..sit where? There weren't any other chairs in this room and he will never ask me to sit on the floor...The only place left was, " on your lap?", I asked with wide eyes and then wanted to bang my head on the wall. How stupid I could be? There was no way Father would want me to sit on his lap, I must have been mistaken. But then, Father leaned behind, settling comfortably and raised his brow," You want that kiss or not?"

Of course, I want it...but I never sat on his lap, or anyone's lap for that matter, it felt scary. But I badly wanted to kiss him too...don't fucking panic Xenia, you are a queen, I comforted myself. And with that new determination, I took a step forward and glanced down at his thighs, his black pants covering his skin, but there was a huge bulge near its pocket...was that his, fuck...was Father aroused? And he wanted me to sit on his, that? Or perhaps, he thought, I will get scared and run away?

My eyes again met his, blue eyes watching my every move like a hawk, and there was no doubt he thought I will run away any second. But there was no way I will sleep tonight, not until he will give me my kiss. Without wasting any second, I took another step and crouched over him, trapping his waist between my legs.

Father shifted slightly, exhaling a deep breath when my bare cunt stroked against his hard-clothed cock. His eyes moved down, watching our entangled flesh, glinting over orange candlelight, our bodies restricted by just a thin fabric, and his lips parted at the site. He again looked back into my eyes as his warm finger brushed against my cheeks when he tugged my hair behind my ear.

I could feel every shaky breath of mine, every throbbing beat of my heart and every fucking shiver of my body when slowly, I glide my hand over his broad shoulders to his hard muscles, his skin, softer than I'd imagined; so smooth as if I was stroking a feather. I again looked back at him when I felt his hands, wrapped around my waist but then, his one hand meandered down near my arse, the other, toying with the lace of my chemise and before I could understand anything, he opened the laces, at the same time his other hand pushed me towards him the way my breasts pressed against his bare chest.

I gasped, watching his dangerous face with wide eyes, if I even move a bit my chemise will fall, leaving me nacked on his fucking lap! Our noses brushed together as we stared at each other with breathless bodies, " You shouldn't have tempted me, Xenia.", Father Nicholas whispered and I could feel his both warm hand roaming all over my bare back.

" Ple..please...", I moaned, I just needed a kiss and after that, I will run back to my room like his good little princess. But the way his darkened gaze was on my body, I don't think Father will going to let me leave this easily.

" Just one kiss?", He asked again and I nodded eagerly. Father glanced at my lips to my eyes before he pecked my forehead. What....what the hell! Was he joking with me? All this for a kiss on the forehead? Horseshit.

" No...not there.", I rasped, starting at his luscious lips, I attempted to kiss them but then he pulled his head back, smirking a little, I tried again and he did the same. What the...I glared at his deep blue eyes before again nudging my head towards him, trying to touch his lips with my own lips but he again pulled back...was, was Father Nicholas toying with me?

Sighing, I stopped and just watched him tilting his head, Father exhaled deeply when his lips touched my cheek, " Not there either..." I moaned impatiently and he leaned forward so that his breath tickled the sensitive flesh of my neck.

My head tilted on its own, nails dug deep into his shoulder and eyes get closed on that ecstatic sensation of his tongue gliding down on my bare neck. Father groaned as his teeth nibbled my skin, and his fingers brushed against my erect nipple when Father grabbed that silver chain around my neck.

What...

He clenched my chain and harshly yanked it away, the back of my neck strung as the chain ripped from my skin, leaving my entire shoulder and neck bare for his lips to pounce on as he trailed soft kisses all over my shoulder and collarbone. I moaned when he bit and sucked my neck. I had no idea, what Father Nicholas was doing with me, but that felt so good...so good that I didn't want him to stop, not even for a second.

A gasp escaped my lips when suddenly Father grabbed my ass in his hands and dug his fingers in. I whimpered, wetness was slicking almost every part of me. My pussy wasn’t just wet either—it was fucking quivering, quivering right above his clothed length.

He softly kissed my jaw, his hungry blue eyes looking up at me, " Here...", Father husked, and kissed my neck, " Or here?", he asked.

I parted my lips to retort, but then I felt something twitch under me, right under my cunt and I shifted, moving my hips a little. And I had no idea what my action had done to him, not until a loud groan came from somewhere in the back of his throat and he dove into my neck like a man possessed, kissing, licking and biting every inch of my skin. His fingers burrowed into my ass cheeks as he shoved his hard erected length against my already throbbing cunt. His hips started crumbling under me making his dick rub against my core and my eyes rolled back

What...what is he doing.

But it felt so fucking good that I started moving my hips in the same way, tilting my head up as our tangled bodies battered together like animals.

I looked down when I felt his gaze on me, his eyes watching me with parted lips, " Not just a kiss. You see.", Father Nicholas husked as I was shamelessly grinding back over his hard dick now, my fingernails scratching against his muscles, little sighs and groans issuing from his throat as I kept fucking his clothed hard cock.

" Tell me, Xenia, what else do you want from me, hmm?", he asked in a low voice and pushed his lips on my ear, " And remember that, lying is a sin."

Oh, god.

As if his actions weren't enough that now Father was torturing me with his words!

I didn't even know myself what exactly I wanted from him, but it was definitely not just a kiss. But when I looked into those eyes, that face, and felt his touch all over my body...I realised I didn't want anything from him, I wanted him to take...I wanted him to take everything I have.