Anastasia Griffith Nude Novels & Stories

She was lying on the ground, unconscious and naked. “Alpha Connor…” She called my name and I could feel in her voice how tired she was when her wolf come out from earlier. I remove my shirt and wear it to Anastasia to cover her naked body. “Let me take good care of everything, Ana. Just rest well, and I will bring you to your room.” I whispered in her ear and after that, I carry her body and then started walking away from the rooftop. I am still captivated by Anastasia's green-eyed wolf. That image is still in my mind and I felt scared about her protection even more once the others might see her. She was different from other wolves. Anastasia's wolf was rare, and I will never allow anybody t

Anastacia moaned as her naked body became warmer and warmer as the pressure inside of her body and soul began building like a giant wave. Her body shook as she groaned and shook her head from side to side while her entire body trembled in both pain and pleasure. She pulled the scrunchy that held her hair up in a bun as she let her hair flow in waves on the sheets where she was laid on top of.

However, the drug was too strong and he was out in seconds. Anastasia stood up and looked at Ashton, her eyes glaring daggers at him before her eyes met mine. I nodded at her and took off my jacket, handing it to her to wear. I knew that Ivan was bringing her something to wear, but her being naked in front of me wasn’t something that I wanted to see. The disgust I felt at the fact that she wasn’t trying to cover herself from being this exposed was indescribable, and I couldn’t help but compare her to my beauty who still blushes when I look at her for a second too long, dressed or undressed.

"We literally just watched the videos, and you’re still asking?" "See?" Kristen laughed. "Exactly what I told her. I think she needs glasses." Ethan leaned his chin on his hand. "I agree. Her sight has been failing her lately." "I don't need glasses, you jerks!" Anastasia stood up, pointing a manicured finger at them both. "It’s just... I couldn’t believe any human could be that handsome. It’s insane." She sat back down, her expression turning dreamy. "Girl, I get it," Kristen added. "I’m straight, don't get me wrong, but that man is a specimen."

“We should get some pictures for her loving husband.” As she speaks, I feel something metallic against the skin beneath my shirt. Soon, I feel it beginning to be cut open, and once it falls on either of me, she goes for my bra. ‘Kinky,’ I giggle to Anna. ‘Looks like she really wants to see what a real woman's body looks like.’ ‘You’ve got issues.’ Anna sighs. ‘Maybe.’ Turning my attention back to the world around me, I wait while Anastasia starts to work on my skirt. As her blade moves, growls of excitement escape the goons around me, and it takes everything in me not to grimace.

“We should get some pictures for her loving husband.” As she speaks, I feel something metallic against the skin beneath my shirt. Soon, I feel it beginning to be cut open, and once it falls on either of me, she goes for my bra. ‘Kinky,’ I giggle to Anna. ‘Looks like she really wants to see what a real woman's body looks like.’ ‘You’ve got issues.’ Anna sighs. ‘Maybe.’ Turning my attention back to the world around me, I wait while Anastasia starts to work on my skirt. As her blade moves, growls of excitement escape the goons around me, and it takes everything in me not to grimace.

Anastasia says or rather slurs. Tia and I share a look. I shake my head. “Oh yeah…” Gracie says. “Beck and I went throw training together. We started off together at the station. At first, I thought he was into me, because he was the sweetest guy I have ever met. Then I realised he was that way with all the women in this life. It broke my heart. So, I started asking him to hang out, he would agree but he would invite his brothers and Anastasia would be around as well, on occasion and that is how we met, we’ve been friends ever since. I thought I still had a chance until recently, I realized he was seeing someone, we were out on call when he pulled out his phone and I saw a picture of a woman

“He was wrapped in a towel.” Anastasia froze mid-bite, her spoon hovering near her lips. “Wait… what?” “Exactly what you heard,” I said dryly. Her eyes widened. “Were they—” she hesitated, “—like, in the act of doing something?” I frowned. “No… but it looked like he had just finished showering after sex or something. Paula was naked, Anas. Naked.” Anastasia let out a small, disbelieving laugh. “It’s not funny!” I snapped, glaring.

Gradually opening her eyes, she recalled everything that had happened yesterday to her. She turned and saw Alexander there. His upper body was naked while a towel was wrapped around his lower body. He was drying his hair using the other towel in his hand but his back was facing Anastasia. She gulped seeing the perfectly carved muscles of Alexander. ‘Does he do workout? He has a perfect body!’ Anastasia thought. Alexander turned and his eyes met Anastasia’s.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*