WILL'S POV 

My heart was pounding loudly. The new Father didn't say anything. Didn't even move.

“Ohㅡ” He finally stuttered, the sound raw and choked.

Father Micheal behind me continued pressing forward after a second, clearly not minding the fact that we had an audience.

Was he out of his mind?

I immediately tried to stand up but his heavy hand pressed against the side of my face, forcing me back down on the table.

“Mphm!” I groaned, taken aback by his sudden actions.

“Shut the door, Father Baron. Don't just stand there.” Father Micheal grunted, his dick sliding into me after a tight resistance.

I groaned, teeth scraping against...