Akane Ko Nudes Novels & Stories

“Yes, Sir.” Master Kane’s hand slid lower, cupping my breast through the thin fabric of my dress. He squeezed firmly, his thumb brushing over my already hard nipple. “You’re not wearing a bra,” he noted, voice darkening. “Naughty girl. Did you come here hoping someone would play with these pretty tits?” I bit my lip, cheeks burning. He pinched my nipple hard, making me gasp. The sharp sting sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. “Spread your legs,” he ordered.

It just happened to be this guy. The other guy was under the blankets, probably just as naked as he was as the blankets barely covered his… jewels. His sultry gaze locked down at his lower half especially, eyes lustfully drinking in the sight. Goodness, Ananeas felt like he was about to get pounced on. “Leave. Right now,” Ananeas said, his eyes moving away from the naked figure on the bed as he worked his way into the large robe, tying it around his body. He was trying hard to remain calm, hoping his voice was at a controlled volume.

It made Kane smile more than he expected. Her red hair, still slightly damp from her shower, fell in loose waves around her delicate face. The oversized white t shirt she wore, his shirt, slipped off one shoulder, revealing pale freckled skin along her collarbone. Kane stood across the room, flipping another pancake onto a plate with easy precision. He wore nothing but grey sweatpants, his muscles shifting with each movement, calm and controlled. Mona blinked suddenly, realizing she had been staring. "Wow... you're so good at that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

I’m naked under a fresh silk robe, heart hammering so hard I feel it in my throat. Kane is already there, wearing only a black robe that hangs open at the chest, showing off his sculpted body. Lena sits behind the main camera, legs crossed, looking far too excited. “Drop the robe, Aria,” Lena says calmly. “We’re starting from the beginning. And this time… I want to feel how much you want him, even if you hate admitting it.” I let the robe fall. I’m completely naked in front of both of them. My heavy tits are exposed, nipples already stiff with unwanted arousal. My shaved pussy is glistening — visibly wet. I can feel their eyes on me.

Right now I wished we had missed everything. I sat in the middle chair, fingers hovering over the keyboard like they had a mind of their own. My eyes were glued to the screen, but my stomach was somewhere on the floor. There she was—Nina—completely naked except for those stupid diamond waist beads and the heels that made her legs look endless. She was kneeling in front of the open drawer, holding that thick black dildo like it was a live grenade. Her face… God, her face. Wide eyes, jaw slack, trying so hard to stay calm while her cheeks burned red.

I don't know, feel confused. When I step into the tub, I step right in, pulling my hair up and watching Kaanadan return with two towels. He was already shirtless, and by the red light, he looks so much sexier that my core throbs in reaction. Then I see him pull down his pants, the bulge much more present now, and when his underwear comes down... I guess I shouldn't see that. But he saw me! Kaanadan is carved in full detail. Really a Greek God.

"Okay. Do you want on-location or at the studio set?" Ingrid couldn't hide her excitement. "On-location sounds nice." Cade turned to Noah, who was behind him, with a grin. "Noelani, do you want a new nude photo?" Ingrid looked at her boss. "You have a nude photo, sir?" she asked, smiling. "I wasn't nude," Noah said, embarrassed, narrowing his eyes at Cade. "Why did I let you guys convince me back then?” "He was wearing skimpy swimwear," Cade told Ingrid. "The picture is on my I*******m; do you want to see it?"

That seemed to snap them out of their reverie because they suddenly all shifted and jumped in after the other. "You seem pretty comfortable in your own skin," teased Kane as he swam up to us. "Well its not like you haven't seen a naked body before. Plus we're born into the world naked and we will leave it naked. Soooo whats the point of not living it naked," Avril said as if she made sense. I chuckled as I placed my hand on Kanes chest pushing him back as he tried to get closer. "We are comfortable in our own skin. In our pack no one is modest about their nakedness. In a sense we are animals so if our wolves don't feel its a big deal then neither should we. Nakedness is natural. So let natur

When he pushed just the tip inside me, my back arched off the bed and I moaned loud. “So tight,” he growled. “Barely takes one finger. Gonna feel amazing when we stretch it open with our cocks.” Kane pulled his shirt off, showing his hard, tattooed chest. His cock sprang free as he dropped his pants, thick and long with a heavy knot already starting to swell at the base. Pre-cum leaked from the tip. The sight made my mouth water even though I was scared. Rylan did the same, his cock even thicker, veins pulsing along the shaft. He stroked himself slowly while watching me.

Me: Your favorite gray Harvard tee I stole from an ex, and nothing underneath. @sinnernextdoor: Jesus Christ. Take the tee off, slowly, and film it. I’d never sent nudes to someone I didn’t know, but the wine, the ache, the anonymity. I was already sliding the cotton over my head before I could talk myself out of it. I propped the phone against a throw pillow, hit record, and let the camera watch as I dragged the shirt up inch by inch, revealing my bare tits, hard nipples, the curve of my waist, until the fabric cleared my head and I sat there completely naked.