And Ireallylike the idea of that.
“What do you say?” Kai whispers, one hand coming to my arse and squeezing it.
I’m smart enough to know this is also a test. And in my research, I’d discovered that people with a religion kink liked to be worshiped. I also remember what he said over dinner the other night.
I ask them to obey, to trust, and sometimes even to worship.
Though I doubt we’ll be dabbling in edge play tonight, just the idea of following Kai off that cliff, of letting him guide me…
I take a breath, my voice steady but soft. “I submit to you, Father. I offer myself to you, to guide, to shape, to worship.” The words feel strange as they leave my lips.
But then I look over my shoulder and meet his eyes, and I realize that perhaps I’ve been waiting for this moment, this act of surrender. There’s something powerful in acknowledging the reverence, the devotion he’s asked for.
His pupils blow dark, and I let myself look down at his cock, which is now sheathed with a condom.
My mouth goes dry.
It’s thick and long, and I can see the purple head of his shaft pressing against the end of the condom. My wide eyes flick back up to his, and just as I ask how he thinks he’s going to fit thatthinginside of me, one of his hands comes between my legs.
Kai’s thumb brushes over the cross dangling against my sternum, and his eyes flick to Julian, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“That’s a start,” he says softly. “But worship… that takes time. This is just the first prayer. There’s so much more I could teach you, if you’re willing.” The words hang between us, dripping with promise. “So fucking wet, little dove.”
Without a warning, he presses a finger inside of me, and I turn back around to face Julian.
He’s stroking himself, using spit to lube himself up. His breaths are coming in little pants, and he works himself faster the longer I watch him. The sight of my husband unraveling makes me clench around Kai’s fingers. And then my mouth drops open when Kai curves the finger inside of me. There’s something profound about touching Julian, about standing between his legs with one of his hands on the back of my thigh—as Kai fingers me. In all other instances of sleeping with other men, Julian isn’t involved at all. He just watches, and gives commands. But this?
It might be my new favorite way of doing this.
It feelsrightto include him.
Kai inserts a second finger, and my eyes roll into the back of my head as he slowly stretches my opening, curving his fingers and hitting that sacred spot inside of me.
“Oh God,” I whimper.
“That’s right.” His voice is low, commanding, sending a ripple of heat through me. “I am your god.” His voice is ragged from working my pussy, and there’s something about the way he says it—like he believes it, like heknowsit—and a part ofme can’t help but believe him too. Every touch, every command, pulls me deeper into this web of temptation, and I realize with a shiver that I’m more than willing to be caught.
My mouth drops open when he adds a third finger, but just as a low groan escapes my throat, he removes his fingers from inside of me.
“Bend over.”
There’s nowhere for me to go other than to hover over Julian, who’s watching me with wonder as he works himself faster, his breath stuttering. Placing my hands on the arms of the chair, Julian’s eyes flick down to the necklace and clamps. I’m leaning over so much that the rosary part is sitting right over his heart, and if I wanted to, I could bend my neck and kiss him on the lips.
Kai nudges my legs farther apart, and one of his hands comes to my arse. Julian’s gaze flicks to Kai’s hand between my legs, and for a brief second, something passes through his expression—something protective, almost territorial.
But he doesn’t stop him.
He’s letting this happen, but he’s watching closely. Always watching.
I hear Kai sigh contentedly from behind me. “Deep breaths, little dove. This might hurt.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
THE SPECTATOR
Julian
Sophie’s eyes widen, and her mouth opens in a silent scream as Kai pushes into her. My thumb swipes at the precum gathering on the tip of my cock, and I use it as lube, working my hand faster. Flicking my eyes up to Kai, I see his lashes flutter as he goes still, reveling in the way it feels to be inside of my wife.
