Allison Royalty Nude Novels & Stories

Their rough hands touched bare skin as she vainly tried to cover up and push them away. Roy's voice played in her ear. "It's been awhile since we had an employer as sexy as you, Tara..." A hand grabbed her bare ass as another grasped one of her laced breasts, "or as ready to get fucked. We're pretty pent up, you know..." With a click, her bra went slack and fell to the ground. Roy cupped her bare tits from behind before she could cover them herself.

He wanted to see if I could trust him enough to let go of my inhibitions. I took a deep breath, steeling myself. With a final glance around the serene surroundings, I began to undress. The cool breeze caressed my skin as I shed my clothes, the sound of the waterfall a constant reminder of the world's beauty and unpredictability. As I stood bare before him, I felt a mix of vulnerability and empowerment, an acknowledgment of our connection and the freedom it brought.

he asks her. “We are. I want to conserve my strength for the competition next week,” Allison tells him. She's pregnant with their second pup. He walks over, kissing Allison in the way that I wish Margot would accept from me, then he takes their daughter and wraps his arm around his mate. “Goodnight everyone.” I watch him go as Nikki walks up with her son, Rory, in her arms. “Looks like it’s time for me to go too,” Robin says, standing and kissing his mate, before also taking their pup and leading his mate inside.

“You are actually the first one to mention it, my Queen.” Oh, hell no. Now she'd overdone herself. There was a very thin line between Allison being funny and Allison getting on my fucking nerves. She had just gleefully jumped across it. “That's not nice, Allison, and you know it.” “What?” Her face became the picture of innocence. “It's not like I said anything wrong. Did I?” I glared at her. She took another long sip of her milkshake. “Aren't you mated to our King? Last time I checked, that makes you our Queen.”

She kneeled beside Rick but didn’t seem to notice she was nude. “Rick!” she yelled, but it didn’t stop Aarshon from pulling her away from the man. Nix struggled to get away from him. It was at this moment that she noticed she was nude. Nix stopped moving when she felt his body against hers. Aarshon seemed to notice that she stopped struggling, but it didn’t dawn on him that she stopped because she was nude.

Their rich oil deposits and rare Earth minerals had probably had something to do with England’s acquiescence. She held her breath as the prince came into sight, battling the latest surge of nerves. Her first sight of him wasn’t the professional evaluation it should be. Instead, she noticed his lean, toned physique displayed by the tight white tank top he wore. It wasn’t what she would’ve expected from a Prince, but she couldn’t argue that it certainly highlighted how muscular his arms were—which reminded her that she was there to work, not ogle the Prince.

I played along. "Are you sure? I can tell you've never seen one before. It would be an honor if I am the first you see." I was beyond disgusted. How could this man be a royal? He was a prick... Yes! I said it. The trousers slowly came off. I held my breath as he slid the only thing that kept me from seeing the huge bulge. Down it went... I couldn't do it. I closed my eyes. My mind silently cursed. My daydreams came washing me with desire. I didn't see it last night, what would a little peek cost?

I said not responding to her greeting. She hurriedly left where she was standing and rushed to the bed. “Strip!” I ordered She immediately stood up and shakily got out of her clothes. The sight of her naked body should get me excited but I felt nothing. I joined her on the bed and started roaming my hand over her body. I wonder how Allison would look without her clothes on, how it’d feel to run my hands about her naked body. I moved my lips to the swell of Sally’s breast and suckled on a nipple and she let out a soft moan.

“You need nude photographs to get a part in a movie these days?” She cut her eyes toward me. “He wants them.” “I’m sure he does.” I inhaled deeply. “But, Ashleigh…if you walked into McDonald’s looking for a job and the manager asked if you had any nude photographs of yourself, you’d probably knock his block off and call the cops. So what makes this different?” Her voice was quiet, almost dreamy. “Brad Pitt.” “Brad Pitt wants nude photographs of you?” “I get to do the nude scenes with him.” Ashleigh finished the wine in a single gulp, crossed back to the love seat, and flopped her petite figure onto it.

“I swear, I only took a sip…” She raises a brow. “But?” “But it seems I got carried away. Ace kept asking if I didn't remember what happened last night.” She shifts closer on the blanket. “So you guys fucked after you slapped him?” “Toxic. I love it!” she snaps her fingers. “No. I-I woke up naked with my clothes lying on the floor. But I am not sure we…” Allison raises her right arm. “Didn't you say his dick is this big?” I choke. “Ally!”