Table of Contents
Epilogue - Clarise
Epilogue - Abby
Epilogue - Karen
Epilogue - Natalie
Epilogue - Brittney
Epilogue - Vivian
Blessed
A Bad Priest Romance
Alexis Angel
Naughty Angel Publishing
Blessed
A Bad Priest Romance
By Alexis Angel
Copyright 2017 by Naughty Angel Publishing
All rights reserved
This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.
Join the Alexis Angel Newsletter to get more steamy goodness!
To our mothers, who shined bright in all the darkness and got us through. Love you.
Contents
Description
Also By Naughty Angel Publishing
Dirty Lil’ Angels
Hey there…
A Note From Alexis
1. Connor
2. Clarise
3. Connor
4. Clarise
5. Clarise
6. Connor
7. Clarise
8. Connor
9. Connor
10. Clarise
11. Clarise
12. Connor
13. Clarise
14. Connor
15. Connor
16. Clarise
17. Connor
18. Connor
19. Clarise
20. Connor
21. Clarise
22. Connor
23. Clarise
24. Connor
25. Clarise
26. Clarise
27. Connor
28. Clarise
29. Connor
30. Connor
31. Clarise
32. Clarise
33. Clarise
34. Connor
35. Clarise
36. Connor
37. Clarise
38. Connor
39. Clarise
40. Clarise
41. Connor
Epilogue - Clarise
A Special Treat from the Author
Prince Me Harder
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Thomas
Nicole
Be one of Cara’s Angels
12 Inches: A Secret Baby Dark Romance
Aidan
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Abby
Aidan
Aidan
Abby
Abby
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Aidan
Abby
Abby
Abby
Epilogue - Abby
Men of the House
Karen
Colt
Karen
Daniel
Karen
Daniel
Karen
Colt
Karen
Daniel
Daniel
Colt
Karen
Daniel
Karen
Colt
Karen
Colt
Karen
Daniel
Karen
Epilogue - Karen
Woman of the House: A Dark MFM Romance
Natalie
Sloane
Drake
Natalie
Sloane
Drake
Natalie
Drake
Sloane
Natalie
Sloane
Drake
Natalie
Natalie
Sloane
Natalie
Drake
Sloane
Drake
Natalie
Natalie
Sloane
Natalie
Natalie
Drake
Sloane
Drake
Natalie
Natalie
Epilogue - Natalie
Brittney Vs. Banker
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Brittney
Kaden
Kaden
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Kaden
Brittney
Epilogue - Brittney
Red & Blue: A Dark MFM Romance
Liam
New York Daily Journal
Carter
Vivian
Vivian
Liam
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Carter
Vivian
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Liam
Carter
Liam
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Carter
Liam
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Carter
Liam
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Carter
Liam
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Vivian
Carter
Liam
Vivian
New York Daily Journal
Vivian
Epilogue - Vivian
Liam
Description
So you think good love is heavenly? Well wait till ya get a hold of this book. It gives whole new meaning to any thoughts like that you might have had, and stuff like naughty fun and all that good stuff…well, try and prepare yourself for that, too. This book is hot and funny and still has a HEA with no cheating in it and no cliffhangers! I hope you enjoy reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Also, don’t take anything in it too seriously omg! It’s over the top laugh out loud fun! Not supposed to be serious and tied to anything in real life! Real life is boring and sorta scary. This is an escape. Nothing else!
Also By Naughty Angel Publishing
Alexis Angel
Offense & Defense
Princely Passions
The Biggest Licker
Cindersmellya
100 Days
24 Inches
Stories From The 6 Train
Mr. President
Dirty Daddy
D.I.L.F.
12 Inches
Python
Wicked Lil’ Brat
Red & Blue
Jailbait
Abby Angel
Harem
Profit & Lace
Mergers & Acquisitions
Woman of the House
Men of the House
Dark Angel
B.I.L.
F.
Dr. Single Dad
Two Beasts
Buyer’s Market
Gambling For the Virgin
The Virgin Market
Dirty Lil’ Angels
Hi ladies!
If you’re like me, once you finish, you’re not going to want the story to end!
To receive exclusive sneak peeks, (before anyone else!), bonus content not seen anywhere else, giveaways, and tons more swag, visit me and my Naughty Angels on Facebook at Dirty Lil’ Angels.
We’ll make it worth your while…
:)
Kisses!
Alexis
Hey there…
Bless me Father, her very name is Sin…
Her body is temptation.
The knowledge she offers is forbidden.
The way she flaunts it, I know she teases me.
She wants to stroke the fires I thought I had extinguished.
But if I let it erupt, it will burn us both.
I'm no stranger to carnal pleasures.
Before assuming the cloth, I was a paragon of Lust.
Putting more than just sacrament in the mouth of every woman I met.
But those days are supposed to be forsaken.
But all I can imagine is Clarise on her knees.
And not just at the altar.
This is madness.
There is only one way for me to deliver us from it.
I need to push her against the wall.
And take her to Heaven.
As many times as it takes.
*** This book is not for everyone. There are no cliffhangers nor is there any cheating, but if you are easily offended, please think twice. HEA guaranteed.. ***
A Note From Alexis
So you think good sex is heavenly? Well wait till ya get a hold of this sexy book. It gives whole new meaning to any thoughts like that you might have had, and stuff like corruption and sin and all that good stuff…well, try and prepare yourself for that, too. This book is hot and wicked and still has a HEA with no cheating in it and no cliffhangers! I hope you enjoy reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Also, don’t take anything in it too seriously omg! It’s over the top sexy fun! Not supposed to be serious and tied to anything in real life! Real life is boring and sorta scary. This is an escape. Nothing else!
1
Connor
"Would you like anything to drink, sir?" The young stewardess asks me, and I shake my head politely.
"I’m fine, thank you, Lisa," I say, reading her name from the tag on her breast.
"Let me know if you need anything," she continues, looking straight into my eyes. "Anything," she adds, stressing the word in a way that’s almost too forceful. Keeping a serene posture, I look back at her and just give her an acknowledging nod.
"Thank you," I repeat, making sure that my words are polite but curt. Her eager smile fades slightly and, even though she bats her eyelids at me a few times, she finally turns on her heels and struts back to her seat at the end of the cabin. Of course, she sways her hips lewdly as she walks down the aisle, her round ass cheeks flexing under her tight stewardess skirt.
We’re alone in the small cabin of the plane, just the two of us, and that’s definitely helping her being this brash. Even though I’m looking out the window right now, the United States coastline is already shaping up in the distance, I know that if I turn around and look at her, she’d look right back at me with a devilish stare.
Don’t get me wrong; it’s not like she isn’t a beautiful woman, because she definitely is all that and then some. Full lips, long brown hair down to her shoulders, and a figure capable of driving any man to the brink of insanity… She’s everything a man wants in a woman, at least when it comes down to our most primal instincts.
If this little scene happened a few years ago, I’d be telling you a very different story right now. I mean, me and a beautiful woman inside a private jet? It isn’t hard to figure out the consequences of that. But, unfortunately for our friend Lisa, I’m not the same man I used to be. But, of course, it’s also possible that the kind of man I am right now is also what’s making Lisa so interested.
You see, even though I’m wearing a black tailored suit right now, I’m not like other handsome men my age. I’ve devoted my life to a higher purpose, and this young stewardess knows that.
No, I’m not a priest, if that’s what you’re thinking.
I’m part of what’s called the Order of the Temple, a community of men who have devoted their lives to the betterment of the world. We’re not exactly priests or monks, though; we’re secular men, pooling our knowledge and resources to make the world a better place. We work under the tutelage of the Catholic Church, and we have our origins in a story from the Gospels: it’s said that when Jesus visited the temple in Jerusalem, the place was packed with merchants. In a bout of righteous fury, he kicked them all out, accusing them of turning the temple into a "den of thieves."
The Order of the Temple emerged as a secretive branch of the Catholic Church, and our purpose is to guide the most powerful and wealthy men in the world. No, we’re not some kind of Illuminati society. It’s nothing like that; we don’t seek power or control. All we want to do is guide those with the most power in society toward the greater good.
Of course, most people have a hard time accepting the fact that I’ve devoted my life to such a mission. That’s only normal, I suppose—after all, I’m not exactly the kind of guy you’d believe to be spiritual or religious.
I’m 6’1, as ripped as an Olympian, and I’ve got the looks to back it up, at least that’s what the women I come across insist on telling me. I think that most people just can’t accept the fact that a guy like me could have a higher calling. And, to be honest with you, I used to think the same.
Back when I was just an eighteen-year-old, making my dent in a D-I school as a football player, I had everything a guy my age could’ve wanted, which of course, means that I had women throwing themselves at my feet every single hour of the day.
Somehow, that got old fast. There was a certain hollowness inside me, and that hollowness kept on growing with each time I succumbed to lust. The way I see it, I was a young weak man and, above all things, I wanted to be strong.
Most guys my age would be lost if they felt like I did, but I knew exactly the one person who could help me out: my father. Just like me, he was a loose cannon throughout his twenties, going through girls faster than he would go through a shirt. That changed when he met my mother; he knocked her up and, one month later, they got married. Despite her pregnancy being the reason behind their marriage, I think that they just wanted to make it formal; their love was genuine.
I was just two when my mother passed away. Car accident. Those were some hard times for my father; he lost his job as a financial trader, got into drinking for awhile, and… Well, things were going in a downward spiral fast.
But he didn’t want to be that kind of man; he wanted to be a strong man. And so, in a moment of both lucidity and desperation, he turned to God. Since he was already a well-known name in the financial community, he rose through the ranks of the Church quickly, and it was only a matter of time until he became part of the Order of the Temple. Shortly after, he was appointed as spiritual adviser to one of the most powerful families in the United States: the Donovans.