Alexa Stone Nudes Novels & Stories

"I need to see what I'm working with." Alpha Alexander had, of course, seen me naked nearly as many times as he'd seen me clothed, including when I was a baby. But I played along, pretending to be shy as I slowly stripped. I took off my top and shorts first, standing in my hot pink sports bra, thong, and sneakers. "Underwear, too." He gestured dismissively, his arousal evident. I dropped my bra and panties on top of the rest of my clothes but kept the sneakers on. Alpha Alexander walked around me in a slow circle, his eyes crawling over my naked flesh. He stood behind me, so we were both looking at my body in the mirror.

Fiery red hair cascaded down her back, and when her ocean blue eyes met mine across the room, they widened in pure shock. “Mate!” she whispered. Then she tore her gaze away and continued her dance, her hips swaying in a sensual move. My eyes raked over her body shamelessly. She was a fucking goddess! Perfect breasts, a tiny cinched waist, long toned legs, her skin glowed under the harsh stage's light. “Our mate is beautiful,” Zayden purred, awe and hunger mixing in his voice. “You know damn well we can't accept her as our mate. A stripper omega as Luna? My family, the kingdom, or the council. None of us would ever accept her standing beside me on the throne,” I snapped at him.

She closed the door behind her and let the robe fall open completely, revealing her naked body. “I heard you, Alex,” she said softly, voice husky. “You were moaning my name while you stroked that big cock. Were you thinking about your stepmom?” Alex’s face turned red, but his cock twitched visibly, already hardening again. “I… I’m sorry,” he muttered. “This is so fucked up. You’re my stepmom.” Lena stepped closer, letting the robe drop to the floor. She stood completely naked in front of him, full breasts heaving, pussy visibly wet.

This is a lot to take in one day. “ I’ll see what I can find out” he whispered, stepping to open the cell door. I watched as Alex carried his bony body bridal style out of the basement. I followed behind a few inches away from everyone. When I reached the top of the stairs Alex stood at the door with his arms out as if he wanted a hug. “ no thank you.” I muttered looking toward the ground “ if I hug you I’ll cry. I don’t want to cry right now”

I was only on my panties and my brassiere. He turned the lights on, and licked his lips seductively without a smile or even smirk. Axel looked at me with lust all over his eyes. Tears of humiliation rolled down my face. Stone walked closer to me, and tore my brassiere revealing my firm, round breast. Tears continued raining down my face. "Do you like what you see, Axel?" He smirked coldly, and Axel nodded his head in agreement. "You'll get a taste of her after I'm done. You may leave" He spoke with a hoarse voice. Axel bowed slightly before leaving the room. Now j was left with the devil alone.

She’d prefer that afterall than be under the scrutiny of so many people. Hours later, Alexa was on all fours in the center of the massive hotel bed, completely naked, facing the door like some offering. Her heavy breasts swung wildly beneath her with every brutal thrust, her rounded belly grazed the sheets, dragging slightly with each rock of her body. Her face was wrecked, her mouth open, eyes half-lidded and glassy, cheeks flushed dark red. And every few seconds a broken, desperate moan tore out of her throat, loud and shameless, the kind of sound that said she was already too far gone to care who might hear.

Alpha Bryce said with a mischievous smile playing on his lips, which sent shivers down my spine. “What do you think, my love?” Bryce turned to Xena, his wife. “I like her already, baby, but I think I'd like it better if she were naked.” Xena replied. No, this can’t be happening to me; I only dance, and that’s it. I’ve never danced naked before, but when I thought about the money again, I couldn’t help but do it, and besides, it was the Alpha and Luna; I dare not refuse them. “You heard her pretty, strip now,” his voice echoed in the room.

However, Thea Stone felt that Alex’s words were a joke, and she sneered, “The Stone Gambling Prince? Then I’m the Stone Gambling Queen. The problem is, can your wallet afford the ores? How many assets did you get when you divorced Dorothy?” “Does that concern you?” Alex pulled Cherly and walked straight toward the stone gambling area. It was on the ground floor.

I was just the girl sitting in a cramped dorm room, the ceiling light buzzing weakly above me, wrapped in the same hoodie I’d thrown on after class. “Play it again,” I whispered, though no one was there to hear. My thumb trembled as I turned the volume up. The anchor’s voice poured from the tiny screen, calm but cruel, slicing through me with every word. “In a shocking press conference earlier today, billionaire heir Alexander Stone and finance Victoria Blackwell addressed the rumors of an alleged affair and pregnancy. Stone strongly denied the claims, calling them, quote, a desperate attempt at financial extortion.” The clip rolled, and there he was again ,Alex. My Alex.

That guy must have sent pictures of women at his precious brothel. Scrolling through the screen, Stone examined the photos of the young women within. Each with different types and backgrounds, accompanied by bios and other irrelevant information like breast size and height. Stone shook his head and was about to turn off his phone when suddenly something made him stop. On the screen, no bigger than the palm of his hand, was a photo of a woman with wide eyes and red lips that were familiar to him. Stone scrolled down and read the written bio. May, 17 years old, model, 32 A, 5ft 2ins, 98lbs, not a virgin, very submissive.