17. Isabella

I keep havingbad dreams about my family.

I know that it's just a dream, but a part of me wonders if the trauma done by them hasn't woven its way into my soul and done permanent damage.

I'm not strong like they are. I can't fight back. I've never been able to, because women were to be seen and not heard.

I also don't want to feel like a pity party, so I tell Priest I'm tired and need to go to sleep when we get back to his place. I want nothing more than to curl up with him again, even just to feel his body next to mine. But I never want him to look at me like I'm some lost cause; like he has to fix me. I've always given the man in my life so much power, and I don't know how to take the power back.

I also don't want him to sleep with me because he feels sorry for me, but I know after my confession tonight he has questions. Maybe I said too much. Maybe I shouldn't have told him about my family and what they did. It can only come back to haunt me.

No matter how much I vowed to myself that I would never disclose what happened the night I escaped, all I seem to want to do is tell him the truth.

Somewhere between falling asleep and Priest shaking me awake, I had a nightmare.

When I come around, my heart is racing and Priest is staring down at me.

"Bella?" His face is twisted with worry, his brow furrowed. "Bella, wake up."

It takes a few moments for me to realize where I am… and that I'm safe. "Oh my God," I whisper. "I… I had a bad dream…"

His hands feel warm on my shoulders even though I'm shaking. "What happened?"

I shake my head. "There was so much blood… I… I didn't know where I was…"

"You're safe, Bella. I'll never let anything happen to you." He draws me closer and I fold into his arms.

I don't know how long he holds me for, but soon my rapid breathing returns to normal. "I kept seeing so many faces."

"Of your family?"

"Of everyone… Everything."

He brushes the hair back off my face. His touch feels magical on my skin. "You don't have to…"

And what if I liked it? Do I fight against what feels right? My words come back to haunt me. How much fire there was between us when I was supposed to be confessing my sins.

I push up and climb into his lap, forcing him back against the pillows. His hands fall to my hips. "Bella…"

I place a finger over his lips. "Shhh."

I need this.

We need this.

I lift the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. Priest's eyes lower to my breasts as I throw my shirt across the bed.

"Fuck," he mutters.

"Touch me."

He swallows hard, his eyes flicking up mine again as I reach for his hands and our fingers interlace. "You're so beautiful."

I hover my lips over his, feeling his erection digging into my wet center. God, he feels so good. "Touch me, Priest. Please, I'm begging you."

I brush my lips against his and at the same time, I bring his hands to my chest and place them on my breasts. A small moan leaves his throat as I close my eyes and knead his fingers against me. Our kiss deepens and I remove my hands, letting him take over. The second I feel his tongue touch mine, my pussy clenches and I know if I rub against him just a little bit, I'll lose it.

His thumbs brush against my nipples and I groan. With each touch, I ignite like the fire within me that has only just begun to burn. I rock my hips against his dick and he hisses.

When we pull apart I watch as he brings his mouth to one breast and sucks my nipple into his mouth. I whimper, my hands holding the back of his head, encouraging him. He sucks and nips, moving to the other side as I watch him do the same to my other nipple. My clit throbs as I grind again, knowing that I need so much more. I need to be naked with this man.

"Bella," he groans.

"I need to come."

He holds my hips and slowly moves them up and down, grinding me further into his length. I gasp, the level of my arousal piquing to heights I never knew possible.

I want him inside me.

I want him to be the one.

My first.

He makes no sound, other than a small groan every time my hips grind into his.

"Are you going to come in your pants again, Priest?" I bite my lip as he looks up from his suckling. His hands move from my hips to cup my face.

"Would it shock you if I told you I want to come inside you this time?"

I bite my lip harder. His thumb pulls my lip away from my teeth and he replaces it with his mouth. His tongue dances with mine and I rock harder. His hands trail down to my boxer shorts and he runs his palms under the elastic and cups my ass cheeks, rocking me harder.

"Oh, Priest… I'm going to… I'm coming…"

He watches me fall apart; my mouth falling open as electric shocks buzz through me and I see stars. My entire body ignites as he keeps rubbing me against him.

"Do that again," I whisper against his mouth. "This time without pants on."

I reach down and wriggle free of my shorts so I'm completely naked in his lap.

All that's between us is his underpants and his t-shirt, which I quickly help him out of.

We kiss again and all rational thought goes out the window.

"It's not a sin if we don't actually do it," I whisper.

He chuckles against my mouth. "I should be the one sayin' that, princess."

"You were the one saying we shouldn't."

"Not because I didn't want to, Bella. Never because I didn't want to."

He grips my ass and I reach for his underpants, trying to tug them down. He chuckles.

I marvel at the feel of his tight, hot body. His muscles on display with that huge cross on his chest. I trace one hand down his torso and the other grips his dick.

"Fuck," he hisses.

"God…"

"I don't think he's gonna help us…"

"You're so big."

His forehead presses against mine. "Have you ever seen one before, like this?"

I shake my head. "Only a porn that my cousin showed me once…"

"What about that guy…" He knows his name, but he won't say it.

"I didn't want to do anything like this with him." I grip him harder, stroking him as my hand slips under the fabric.

Holy shit.

This thing can't be real. He's… huge.

He lifts his hips and I tug them down to his thighs and stare down at it. Holy crap, he's beautiful.

I stroke it, enjoying how he feels harder every time I do… a bead of pre-cum leaks from his tip as he fits a hand over mine. "Like this." He starts to move my fist up and down his cock. I watch silently, the pulsing between my legs only getting more and more uncomfortable.

"It's so smooth," I whisper. "It feels… so good."

He chuckles. "You're so beautiful." He leans forward to kiss the top of my head.

"I want to taste you."

"Baby girl…"

"Can I, Priest?"

He closes his eyes for half a second, then when he opens them, his eyes are heated. "I don't know if I can last with you doing th?—"

I ignore him, moving back on the mattress as I spread his knees and sink down to cup him in my hand. My tongue licks the tip of his head and he grips the duvet on each side of his body.

I glance up at him. "Like this?" I take the tip into my mouth and suck it. He makes a sound I've never heard before. It goes straight to my core. I sink further down his length, hollowing out my cheeks as I suck and I feel his hand reach to the back of my head. I imagine him shoving my head down to suck him deep, but he does nothing of the sort. Instead, he holds it there as I cup his balls. I run my tongue down the underside of his cock, marveling at how long and thick he is, and when my eyes meet his again, his are hooded as he watches me.

"Am I a bad girl?" I whisper, my hand jerking him off just like he showed me.

"You're so bad," he grunts as I take him back in my mouth. Gripping his base, I move up and down on his dick, enjoying every second of making him grunt. "Fuck, baby."

I grip him harder, moving further down his shaft as he hits the back of my throat. I gag, but I don't let it stop me. I ease up, taking him back down again as he hisses, muttering incoherently.

As I pull out, I look up at him. "I want to taste your cum."

He grits his teeth, his hand still on the base of my neck. "You sure you want that?"

"Yes."

"You want me to spurt my cum down your throat, pretty girl?"

My pussy throbs. "Yes, please…"

I lick his tip rapidly, his hand covering mine again as I jerk him off, then close my mouth around his tip and suck him up and down, tighter, harder…

"Bella…"

I look up, his eyes are scorching as they stare at me. His face is the perfect picture of pleasure. It turns me on so bad. I can feel myself exploding with want and heat, needing him to touch me between my legs.

He starts to fuck my mouth, his hips moving in time with my movements, then all of a sudden, I feel his taste change before spurts of cum shoot down my throat and I sputter. The hot liquid paint my lips as I lap him up and he stills, his head thrown back as he empties himself.

When he's done, his eyes find mine as I swallow him down. It's not as awful as I thought it would be. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as he stares at me.

"I don't think you were sent down from heaven," he tells me.

I smile devilishly. "No?"

He shakes his head. "No, princess. But I like this purgatory that we find ourselves in."

He yanks me by the hips so I'm straddling him once more. He reaches his hand between my legs and when he finds me soaking, he groans. He rubs my wet center, his fingers brushing my swollen clit. "Does my baby need relief?"

I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Yes."

He plays with my pussy as I rub against his fingers, dying for him to touch me and make me his. I need release so bad… I need his touch… and when he rubs my clit, I explode and grind up against him, needing so much more. I need his cock inside me, filling me, making me his.

"Rub yourself on my dick." His words are gravely and when I do as he says, he pulls me closer, his mouth finding my nipple again as my pussy rubs against his hard cock.

He doesn't stay down for long and when he tugs on my nipple with his teeth, I surrender to all the pleasure he's inflicting. I want him in every single way.

"Priest!" I cry.

"Come for me, baby girl. Come on my cock."

I grip his shoulders, unable to help myself as I rock my hips and rub against his length, enjoying every single moan that escapes my lips. I'm crying out as his dick rubs my clit and his mouth tugs my nipple. I scream his name.

His mouth is at my ear before I've even come down off my high. "I want to be inside you."

"Yes," I cry.

He rolls us over. My back flat against the mattress, I stare up at his beautiful face.

He hovers over me, ripping his pants all the way off and tossing them aside.

"I want to take your virginity, Bella."

I almost convulse at his words. "I want that too."

"I can't leave you alone." His mouth finds my torso as he nibbles and kisses his way south. "I can't get enough of this body and this tight, little pussy." He cups my mound and I groan.

He starts to finger me, slowly with one tip, then two, careful not to penetrate too far. I spread my legs, unashamed, as he spreads my pussy lips and licks my clit.

"Oh," I cry.

"Will I go to hell for this, baby girl?"

I can only moan as he licks and sucks my most sensitive area, my hands fisting in his hair. "Oh, Priest."

He doesn't let up, eating me out as I buck into him further. I can't get enough of it. Suddenly, everything explodes before my eyes and I'm being swept up in the most amazing orgasm I've ever had. This man is going to be the death of me.

"Just like that," he whispers against my sensitive flesh. "You come so beautifully, Bella."

The way he says my name. I lift his head and plead with him yet again. "Priest, I need you. Please."

He crawls up my body, hunger in his eyes as he presses his rock hard dick against my stomach. "Your sweet body…" He trails off and I sweep my hands up his biceps, reveling in how good his body feels under my touch. "Are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure of anything," I say. "I want it to be you, Priest. Hurry."

A smirk forms on his beautiful lips as he presses his palms into the mattress beside my head. "Demanding little thing, aren't you?"

I can't help it; when it comes to him, he has me wanting to do all kinds of bad things. "I am when it comes to you," I reiterate my thoughts.

He kisses me chastely, then pushes off the bed. I watch as he moves over to the dresser and pulls out a packet of condoms. My eyes go wide as he comes back to the bed, rips a foil packet with his teeth and then rolls the condom on his dick. I stare at him wide-eyed and when he catches me watching, he smirks. "Next time you can do this, but I need to be inside you now, Bella."

I pull him down until he's back on top of me and our kisses are heated, hot and oh-so heavy. My body feels like it's going to explode with the fire radiating from the two of us. His cock nudges between my legs as we continue to kiss and I wrap my arms around his neck. His body is so hard and I revel in every single inch of him. I've never been so desperate for anything in my entire life. Nothing has ever felt this good.

He reaches between us and then I feel his tip nudge my entrance. Before he goes any further, his eyes meet mine. "You're sure?"

He's adorable. Always making sure he has my consent.

"Yes." I spread my legs wider, inviting him in as his eyes dip to my mouth and I feel him push himself further inside me. It hurts. It really hurts. Even though I'm as slick as an oil well and begging for him to take me.

I'm not scared, though. I could never be scared with a man like Priest.

"All the way," I whisper. "Do it."

I can tell he's holding off on pushing all the way in so as not to hurt me, but I'm not a porcelain doll that will break. He knows this.

"Baby…"

"Do it." I press my hands against his ass to encourage him and all of a sudden, he's there… all the way inside me. Pain and pleasure rip through me at the same time as he stills.

We're both panting and I feel like we're the only two people left in the world when he whispers, "You good, Bella?"

My hands still clutch his ass and my eyes are screwed shut. Slowly, I open them.

He's seated deep inside me. My virginity is broken, and I'm buried beneath him, barely daring to believe that I'm in his bed.

His eyes are laced with concern and his brow is furrowed, waiting my reply.

"I'm better than fine," I tell him, the sting of his intrusion is nothing compared to the throb deep in my core because I want him so badly. His giant dick slowly slides out as I take long, deep breaths. "I'm so ready for you."

I don't even wince when he slams back into me again.