Necessity

Father Romero

Once I reached the house, I ran to the bathroom and took a shower. I put on my nightgown and tried to go to bed. I heard James come in and he slowly slipped into the bathroom and took a hot shower. He slowly got into bed and tried to get close to me. I brushed him off a couple of times.

"Baby, please don't be mad at me," he whispered. I didn't answer him but he leaned in closer. "I love you."

"I love you too," I whispered back.  He kissed my cheek and I grabbed his hands so they could wrap around my body. We both fell asleep within minutes.

 The next morning, I woke up to find James starring at me.

"James, you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, I just love looking at you," he said.

"So, what happened yesterday," I asked him.

"Apparently, a few months ago the small pack we attacked for killing 3 humans had members out of the country. When they found about what we did, what you did. Well, they wanted revenge," he explained. I thought about that night we went to kill those wolves. I led the charge and killed the alpha. I wanted James to allow me the chance to put my skills to work. It all made sense but still, I was angry he lied and kept it from me.

"How long did you know?" I asked him.

"Alpha Simon figured it out and told me just yesterday. I was away for so long because after we discussed how to proceed I wanted to ensure your safety," he said.

"You should have told me," I said.

"I didn't want to worry you or f**k up the party," he told him.

"I get it, I do but please do not lie to me or keep s**t from me," I pleaded. "Please." He kissed me and his touch made me feel better. We went downstairs and had breakfast. Everything seemed to be back to normal.

"Man, last night was so cool," Greg; a warrior from our pack said. We both looked at him crazy.

"Yeah, it was great," James said while smiling at me.

"MMHMM, right before we were attacked," I said. "Well, that was the highlight of the night though. Better than a stripper in a cake." James looked at me and tried to hold in his laughter. We went to go train as usual. I knew this was the perfect place to go forward with my revenge. I wore the shortest shorts I had. and a tight tank top. I walked into the training room and knew he was losing his mind. He walked up to me and I knew he was ready to go nuts.

"WHAT THE HELL ARIA," he shouted.

"Ready," I said cheerfully. He rolled his eyes and smacked my backside.

"Oh its on," he said. Everyone was ready for our showdown. I attacked first and hit him in the ribs. The second time I tried to hit he caught my fist and spun me around. I tried to break free but damn was he strong. He held my arm behind my back and told me to give up. I elbowed him in the stomach and he let me go. I kicked the back of his knee and he fell to his knees. He grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me towards him. I fell on top of him and began to laugh. My chest was way too close to his face I could feel his body react to it.

"GET OUT!" James shouted. Everyone in the room suddenly ran out of the training room like they were on fire. I just started to laugh some more. Then I felt James's hands go underneath my shirt. He rubbed my breast over my sports bra. I began to moan and circle my hips on his lap. He took my tank and bra off. I leaned down and kissed him as he continued to rub and squeezed my breasts. He pinched my n*****s and I moaned in his mouth. He growled and began to take his shirt off. I helped him take his sweat pants off and pushed him back on the mat. I sat on his c**k reverse cowgirl style. I moved up and down on his member watching myself on the mirrors in front of me. This man drove me crazy and I loved it. James suddenly pulled me back and began to push up into me. It was like a jackhammer going berserk.

"Let me taste you," I moaned. He stopped pumping into me and I got off of him and went to go lick his member dry.

"f**k, Aria," he groaned. He pushed me back on the mat and licked my core. His tongue licking every spot until he slid it inside of me.

"JAMES!!" I shouted. I knew everyone outside could hear us even before I cried out his name. He turned me around and I got on my hands and knees. He began to pound himself inside me and smack my ass at the same time. He held onto my waist and went as deep inside me as he could.

"c*m for me baby," he said. I felt my body reach its breaking point and my climax reach its high. He shot his seed inside me and I fell on to the mat. I turned around and he began to kiss me softly.

"Have fun?" I asked.

"You are so bad," he said.

"I know," I responded. I kissed him one last time before I got dressed and ran to take a shower.

After my shower, I told James I was going to go by the local church and dropped off the clothes and toys we collect monthly for the children at the church orphanage. I took Lisa and my mom. As soon as we arrived we were greeted by the nuns and father Calvin. Standing by the church doors was a younger priest. I had never seen him before. His hair was wild and he had a few strands covering his eyes. He had an intense stare. His eyes were like ice, so white and clear. I was trying not to stare but there was something about him.

"Thank you for the donations, Mrs. Silver," Father Calvin said.

"No problem," I told him. He led us inside so we could meet with the children as we did every time. Walking passed the young priest I felt a weird feeling. He had no distinct smell but he didn't smell all the way human either. I felt bad for mistrusting a priest but his eyes were very unholy like. Father Calvin introduced us to his colleague father Romero.

"It's nice to meet you," father Romero said.

"Yes, nice to meet you too," I said as I extended my hand to shake his. His hand felt slightly cold. I couldn't figure him out but he seemed nice enough. As we watched the children play with the toys we brought I said caught the faint smell of blood. I looked around but couldn't figure out where it was coming from. None of the children looked hurt. I noticed father Romero looking at me as if he was trying to figure out my concern. I realized I must look crazy trying to look for something no one else noticed. I then noticed there was dry blood on his clothes. It looked like he tried to wash it but I still noticed and smelt it. A priest with blood on his clothes, now that is something. I looked away so I wouldn't look too obvious but I was wondering what or who this man really was.

"Father Romero, are you a friend or foe?"