Angelica Reed Nudes Novels & Stories

I wasn't able to reconcile how I got from a happy and peaceful soul to a cold-hearted betrayal. The bathroom door opened and Rylee was just standing there, in a skimpy black dress, and a lacy kimono. She looked at me in a strange way, not pitiful, or sad, or... “Rylee?” I smiled, knowing she was up to no good. She was my perfect distraction, but I rather focus on her than anything else. “Let me help you to a scrub and massage while you do your thing.” She winked. Down came her kimono, and her dress and... Nothing! She was freaking nude, her sultry frame before me; firm small boobs, with pink killer nipples, slender waist that made her hips a bit curvy, long pretty thighs. She had this perfec

To my confusion, all of it were image attachment. And with a flick of my thumb, I opened the images. I was immediately met with a series of nude photos—of Elisse’s, my alpha’s mate, in nothing but seductive lingerie. Each of her photo was a tantalizing display of her body, posed in ways that made my blood boil and my dick hardened instinctively. “Sweet fucking Luna,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken. There she was, her delicate slender body wearing lace and silk, every curve screams of perfect wild invitation. The first image showed her leaning against a wall, her back arched, the fabric barely concealing her breast and only revealing her sweet pink erected nipples. I couldn’t tear my ga

She had been blind folded and dragged into this room like an animal by Prince Theodore on Alpha Almond Rudieloff’s orders. Rudieloff, Theodore, Gwen, Penlope, Rosalie, Adrian and other friends of Rudieloff had an art class they were attending. They had been asked to draw the human body. So, Rudieloff had sent for her. She had been brought into this library, stripped naked and placed before them like something that had no feelings or shame for their amusement. She remembered the disgust on their faces vividly.

She was wearing a skimpy white bikini which didn't do any good in hiding her gorgeous body. I saw the redness on her *ss cheeks and it reminded me of the spanks that I gave her while we were having sex in the jet. I swear I felt my c*ck twitch inside my shorts and I don't know what was going on with me. It seemed as though I would never get enough of her. I know I shouldn't be feeling this way but, I just couldn't hold back. Angelina is an addicting little thing.

Angelica grabs the bottle from my hand and takes a sip. When she gives it back I take a big gulp out of it and then I drop it on the floor. Angelica pulls her dress up and she lifts her arms striping it off. Her breasts bounce once she takes her dress off and I can’t move my eyes away from them. “Let me help you forget” - Angelica says standing up and kneeling in front of me. I throw my head back and I close my eyes while Angelica unzips my pants and gets my cock out.

Rebecca murmured absentmindedly, still staring. Angela rolled her eyes as Gideon began walking toward them. “You need clothes,” Angela muttered, glancing at Rebecca’s bare legs. “I don’t mind,” Rebecca replied softly. Angela narrowed her eyes at her before glancing at Gideon approaching them. Rebecca quickly tried to fix her curls, her excitement barely contained. “By the way… I look good, right?” Angela looked her up and down. Ruined makeup. Torn dress. Barely covered. “You look broke.” Angela snorted unaware of the fact that The Alpha King could listen to them clearly.

Reive eagerly watched her slim fingers and fixed his eyes on her bare shoulder. “His eyes were flashing red…” she paused when her gaze fell upon Reive, and a blush started to quickly spread over her pretty face. “And this terrible sound came from his huge mouth...” Angelina fell quiet, gulping for air and continuing to blush. The necromancer could see from her regular breathing that the girl was all right and he smiled. “And you... you’re naked... no clothes at all...” she continued, willing herself to keep her gaze on his eyes.

A heavy training session could lead to a heavy make out session which would allow me to get out of training sooner, rather than later. "Alpha, Luna" a girl bowed before us as soon as we approached. Her forest green almond eyes were a complete contrast to her fiery red hair that was up in a ponytail similar to my own. She was gorgeous with her heart shaped face, straight nose and strong cheekbones. You could tell that working out was a priority from looking at her athletic body. "Elsa here will be training you from now on" Jayden announced and the girl gave me a wicked smile. I was not going to enjoy this one bit.

There is no way in hell we are ever letting her go, and anyone who wants to try is in for one hell of a fight that they will not win. I hear a growl of pleasure come from Reed and I look over to see him pulling the neckline of Heather’s dress open enough so that he can peek in. Letting go, he turns to me. “She isn’t wearing a bra.” He slides his hand up her thigh under the skirt of her dress and, with a groan, says. “No underwear either.”

We had been trained to get used to nudity, and at the time, I had seen it as almost unnecessary but now I was grateful for it, because perhaps without it, I would have been reduced to a puddle under Angel Axton’s deep stare. His Adam’s apple bobbed as his gaze traveled over my body. “Well?… continue.” He ordered. My fingers were unsteady as I reached for the hook of my bra and undid it. I had moderate breasts, not small or too big, probably somewhere in between. Angel’s eyes were still dark but he looked indifferent as I discarded the bra. I reached for the hem of my panties this time when he stopped me. “Wait,” Angel said, making me pause and look at him. “Take that, wrap it around your hip