ISLA
Azariel. Lucien. Silas. Vale.
Those four names rang in my head, they were all Reverend fathers and I was to serve them.
Today was the day that marked my entrance into the church and I couldn’t wait. I picked my body from the bed, walking into the bathroom as I stood under the shower. As the cold water ran down my skin, I couldn’t help but feel chills.
I trembled, lips thin as my buds hardened and my skin was covered in goosebumps.
A rush of desire, I rubbed my lap against the other, the heat filled my core and wetness rushing down my legs as I nervously bit on my lips and threw my head backwards.
“No!” I gasped.
It was hard but I needed to, so I pressed my back against the cold wall and bit harder on my lips. I grabbed the sponge, putting some soap on it as I ran my hand th
