Angel Chan Nude Novels & Stories

Zane had to smile at her. “Angel, there is nothing bad in you.” “Of course there is. Do you think I would be okay with what you did tonight if I was all good and pure? Do you think I would enjoy the things we do if I didn’t have a streak of bad in me?” she asked. She had a smile on her face which told Zane she enjoyed the idea of being a little bad.

Being our Luna, being here by my side, I didn't want to think of her being away. I crossed my arms, pretending to assess the line of trainees, but my gaze found her every few seconds despite myself. The way she smiled when one of the girls got it right. The faint crease between her brows when she focused. The way her movements flowed—grace, power, and purpose, all in one. It was almost distracting. “Alpha,” Alessandro muttered beside me, stepping closer. “If you keep staring like that, the whole pack’s going to notice. And I never took you as one to show public affection.”

“You lie on the straps facedown so that you are suspended horizontally, legs and arms wide like you’re flying. You’re naked, of course. There are no clothes permitted in Heaven. When you fly in this, Herrera then has access to every part of your body, your lovely breasts, your ass, your cuchara, everything. There is nothing I cannot do to you then. You will love the Flying Nun like I do, sí?” Angela locked her knees and released the leather, sure that any second she’d faint. He went on to other apparatuses in the room, but she tuned him out to focus entirely on taking one breath at a time. She would not cave in to the horror. She would find a way out of this nightmare. She had to.

He was targeting something but I couldn't see what it was. But to my surprise a girl catch the boomerang, It was a beautiful girl who is five four and height a little bit slim and her eyes was a twist of color brown but in the top was color gold she was so very beautiful her nose was pointed and her lips were a plum color pink, her almond shape face was so attractive and the way she dressed she looked like a goddess. “Angelica” I heard Kleanor murmured, ``Wait, she knew the girl? Did I hear it right?

Her face red and flushed as she rubbed it harder, her lips parted, her eyes half closed. Her breathings turned ragged as she fucked her hard and vigorously with her other hand pinching her nipples for me to see. It was a sight to behold. To see a beautiful, sexy temptress like Elana, sitting on the bed with her legs parted, her fingers inside her body, exploring her flower, her juices flowing to the floor like a sticky mixture, her other hand fumbling with her breasts. "You like watching this, don't you?" She whispered as she raised her head to look at me, biting hard on her lip. "you like me fucking my pussy hole with my own fingers while I pinch my own nipples till they swell and throb, ri

Angel couldn’t stop thinking about him. All day her body felt restless. Her pussy kept getting wet every time she remembered Mavin’s deep voice calling her his dirty little stripper. She touched herself twice in the shower, but it wasn’t enough. She needed the real thing. That night at Club Velvet she picked her sluttiest outfit — a tiny silver bikini top that barely covered her nipples and a matching thong that disappeared between her round ass cheeks. She oiled her skin until it glowed under the lights.

But later on, I’m lying on the sofa, thumbing through my phone for pictures of her, when I realise I don’t really have any. Jesse: Send me a picture, I’m missing your face and body already. One comes through instantly of some sock-covered feet, making me smirk. Jesse: Of your face, Angel. Another one comes through, this one of her breasts, and I groan. She’s in nothing but a tiny crop top, her breasts almost spilling from it, and her nipples are pebbled. I can see her chin and the smirk of her pink lips as well. Just then, I receive another one. It’s of her face with her blonde hair in a bun on top of her head. Those mischievous eyes call to me, and my cock is hardening, jerking, as I watch

Angela was getting ony nerves. I had vowed not to raise my hands on any woman but I was finding it hard to keep my hands from striking her. She was the reason for this misunderstanding between me and Iris and she seemed not to know when to stop. I shut my eyes to get myself under control and when I opened them, I couldn't believe my eyes. Angela was stark naked in front of me, she was sprawled in the bed, her legs thrown wide apart, facing me, a finger inside her cunt.

He roughly removes my panties, turns me around, and slaps my behind. “Ass up, you brat,” he growls, and I happily obey. I know Nero can be a gentleman when he wants to be, but right now I want the other side of him… The Alpha who claims. He doesn’t give me time to get comfortable before I feel him sliding two fingers inside of me and pushing the small of my back down. “Gods, you’re soaked. Is this all for me, Camellia?” “Hmm-mm,” I hum, looking over my shoulder at him. “Now, are you going to take me raw, or was that just talk?”

she responded while tugging at his shirt, which he took off in a swift motion. She roamed her fingers around his bare chest, which made a cold shiver run down his spine. A hint of a smile showed on her face. “Now, will you be a good girl and spread your legs for me?” He whispered naughtily in her ear. By the time he was done saying the words out, they were both naked, with Cam or as he knew her, Angel, beneath him. He grabbed both of her breasts in his hand while working his way down her body with his lips.