Alya X Kuze Novels & Stories

Lunaya. Alyse looked at me and a delicious smirked played across her mouth. I leaned over and captured her lips with mine in a desperate and steamy kiss. “I can smell you, both of you” Hina’s voiced came seductively. I pulled back from Alyse and gazed at Hina. She showed no signs of anger or disgust, in fact her eyes were dark and filled with lust. I smirked at her and turned back to Alyse. I gripped the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head and discarded it on the floor. I unbuttoned her jeans and began to slowly pull them down her legs. I glanced at Hina and she was watching closely. Once Alyse was left in just her underwear she got on her hands and knees and crawled to me. She bega

Aly, with a playful defiance, retorted, "Being your best woman doesn't mean I must spill all my secrets. Even the best of friends keep a few mysteries up their sleeves." With a nod of understanding, Zeke made a move to leave, only for Aly to drop a bombshell. "I met someone." "What?" Zeke's astonishment echoed in the room as he quickly retook his seat, eager for every detail. "Bazyli Demps. He's a bartender at the Archer. Amazing, dreamy, and—" "Wait, you're serious?" Zeke's incredulity hung in the air. "Mhmmm," Aly confirmed, and as the conversation unfolded, Zeke's shock transformed into enthusiastic support. Little did Aly know; her best friend was ready to champion her pursuit of love in