Page 51 of Beneath His Robes

I smiled, shoving the ice even harder into his cock. It was nearly melted now, my lips so close to making contact with his skin.

“You won’t let me be your god, Mon Pur,” I said, feeling his shaking increase to the point that I was vibrating over him. He was close. Even caged, he was going to lose himself to me.

“So yes. Now, I will be your fucking devil.”

“Oh fuck! Ronan.”

His orgasm shot out of him like a water hose. The liquid was clear, odorless, and watery.

I smiled wider, licking my lips from the spray. God, he tasted so fucking good.

“Should I consider myself baptized now?” I mused, and Elias groaned in bliss and defeat.

“I can’t fucking help myself. Oh god. You destroy me, Ronan. Oh, fuuuck yes.” His body was trembling more and more as he poured all the sin he’d held back for so long out.

The seat was soaking wet, and I was dripping from my head to my chest. I had a dumb smile plastered on my face. I could see the bliss in the mirror across from us, but I could also see his uncertainty.

“Hey,” I said, trying to calm him.

“I did not touch you once. Your body is caged from me, and if elements are sin, then we are all damned.”

He laughed in exasperation, throwing up his hands and running his hands through his strawberry hair.

“Only you would try to find a loophole to make a man of God come,” he said, and I shrugged.

“I told you before. Giving into me can be your true heaven. Not a land you know anything about, but a home you could know all too well.”

He held his head, his mind wrapping around my words.

The silence stretched between us, and I grabbed a towel and water from the back of the room on the shelving unit designed for after-private sessions.

“Why are you here, Elias?” I said, giving him the items and leaning on the door frame to look at him.

Elias took the items, drank the water, and wiped his body free of his sin before putting those damn robes back on.

“Honestly…” he said softly, his voice barely registering at all. “I don’t know.”

I sighed and shook my head.

“Your mom,” he said almost robotically as if he was remembering something he had forgotten.

“Your mom is in trouble. Jack hurt her, and I called the ambulance. She’s safe now. But I…”

My heart rate spiked, and anger flooded my system.

Fucking Jack off hurt my mom again…and I wasn’t there to help her.

“I came here to find you. To tell you what happened. She misses you. I think she got used to having you around.”

There was more that was unsaid in his words.

I miss you too.

“Fucking hell,” I said, running my hand over my face. “We need to get back to her.”

Elias nodded, those mechanical movements continuing like he didn’t know how to reboot.

“I liked it,” he said after a few minutes while I got my clothes and texted Travis about the situation.

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