Alundra Blayze Nude Novels & Stories

the Alpha began to say, but the Luna dragged him out by his outfit, leaving Lydia alone. She sighed. Her parents were always like that, displaying their romantic moments in front of her and her sister since they were kids. But she was thankful they didn’t try to remove their clothes in front of them. She thought hard, wondering what her mate would be like. Would he love her as much as her dad loved her mom? Her thoughts were interrupted when her sister entered, wearing a short blue gown that exposed her thighs and cleavage, nearly revealing her breasts. Blake was grinning happily, but Lydia noticed the hem of her dress had slipped down a little, explaining why half of her breasts were on dis

“Ah, Yuki!” Leyla is an elf with a very tall and slender physique. She had long blonde hair, her eyes were like emeralds and she wore a soft green and white dress. “Hey, seems like a busy day too huh?” Yuki said while glancing around once at the many people in the shop. “Every day is a busy day.” Leyla said. “What’cha got there?” Yuki asked when she was in front of Leyla. “Oh this? This is a catalyst. I was just about to pack it for delivery.” Leyla showed the small crystal oval in her hand.

With tears welling up in her eyes, she slowly began to lower her skirt, her lips quivering as she tried to hold back her emotions. She looked up at Alarick, her eyes filled to the brim with tears, as she stood vulnerable in front of him. "Do you want me to pull off the rest for you?" he asked with a huge smirk on his face. Leanda shook her head, her hand went to the hook of her bra. She unhooked it and dropped it to the floor. Her shaky hands then found their way down to her panties. She pulled them down and stepped out of them, standing in front of him completely naked and vulnerable.

I was studying every inch of the she-wolf standing behind my mate. Ayla was taller than me, and looked longer, leaner. Her silky dark hair looked like strands of fine glass and had been plaited neatly down her back, with a few stray curls framing her face and her eyes looked like beautifully cut pieces of obsidian. She wore a simple white vest, tucked into high-waisted black sweatpants (and I immediately noticed her hardened perky nipples from behind the vest), with a simple gold necklace adorning her throat. Her skin was tanned, giving away the hours I likely spent in the sun, and honestly?

His oiled palms slid over her bare back, then lower, thumbs pressing along her spine until he reached the waistband of her jeans. “These are in the way too,” he said. Before she could answer, Cole leaned forward and popped the button on her jeans. Blaze helped tug them down her legs along with her panties, leaving her completely naked on the couch. Zeeyah’s breath hitched. “Wait… I—” “Shh,” Ryder cut her off, voice calm but firm. “You’re safe. Just relax and feel.” His hands returned, now gliding over her bare ass, squeezing the soft flesh. He spread her cheeks slightly, thumbs brushing close to her pussy. She was already getting wet. Embarrassingly wet.

I crouched beside her, reaching to help, but she pushed me back blindly, her fingers clawing at empty air. “Kendrick, please,” she cried. “Help me. I can’t see or hear you, but I can smell you. Please.” My throat tightened. I couldn’t look away. Kendrick laughed under his breath, the sound sharp and cruel. “You’re getting soft, Hunter,” he said, looking at me. “How are you even the Alpha of a pack?” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because now I understood. This girl,this fragile, trembling soul,was his Luna.

I grip the hem of the t-shirt and slip it off me in one motion and slide my underwear down my knees and stand fully naked underneath the soft lights. My skin looked white as the snow and the bruises from Blaze’s recent night has faded to the point where I almost thought they were gone. I force the images of him between my legs as the warmth of the memories makes my core drench with lust. I slide the glass doors of the shower stall to enter and turn on the shower and soon jets of warm water spray over my skin and trickle down from my hair to my entire body. As the blistering water coats my skin I wonder at the irony.

He pushed off his wet trunks, and now naked, he propped himself up on his bed with his laptop. The image came up just in time to show Brenda slip out of her bikini on the far side of her bed, facing Bryce's camera. His dick began to quickly expand as he took in the beauty of those gorgeous tits and the little landing-strip muff of pubic hair that adorned her pronounced pussy-mound.

I dropped her on the couch and went back to lock the door. Coming back, Alora stood only in her lace underwear. I held my head in my hands. She looked disheveled, her hair stood on ends, and she smiled like she liked how disoriented she made me feel. I turned away. “Look at me, Morgan.” F*ck. I looked. She was bare except for the lacy black bra and panties that made my entire body seize with hunger. “Alora,” I said, jaw clenched so hard it ached, “don’t do this.”

Zelena. The sky was a clear crystal blue and the bright sunlight twinkled on the top of the water. Coming to the beach was a fantastic idea. I wanted time to just relax and hang out with my friends, even if Cole was still a no show. The soft white sand felt great under my feet. I curled my toes and dug them under the sand. Smith and Nat dropped the esky and picnic basket and laid out some towels. I sat down on the edge of a towel and buried my feet into the sand. Smith stripped down to his swim shorts and Nat slid her dress down her body and let it drop at her feet. She was wearing a skimpy black string bikini that sat high up on her hips and barely covered her breasts. But hot damn does she