Anne Archer Hot Novels & Stories

Her body jerked and shook up, with the moaning sound was let out nonstop. He satisfied to see such a sexy and seductive picture in front of him. He held the big cannon and pointed it at the pink channel which was so wet and slippery. "Ohh, I really like it when you're so hot like this. Oh, Wine, prepare yourself. I'll make you forget your name. Keep watching."

lucky him! Archer, being the son of the present Beta male held the position of the future Beta of their pack, had short, spiky sandy brown hair, green hazel eyes, a built body, dressed in a white shirt that hugged his body, showing off his belly abs, black jean jacket with a pair of black boots. Archer was also mated but to a male and the two loved each other dearly, not Minding the fact that they were the same sex. Karenina, the mother of their little group had short red hair that fell to her shoulders, greyish orbs, wearing a red top, black jeans, and red shoes, Karenina had also found her mate while their other friends, Jenny and Chris died a year ago from longing.

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Archer's head was buried in her chest, so Catherine couldn't see his face, but she could hear his powerful grunting. "Ummmmh, Archer baby, I am gonna cum," moaned the woman arching her back. Catherine felt her body shivering and her private part becoming moist at the scene unfolding before her. Suddenly, with a swift pull, Archer pulled the woman up and sat on his big swivel chair without breaking the connection. The woman started riding him in full force. In that position Catherine could clearly see the big thick member of Archer that was penetrating that woman. His huge chocolaty monster was glistening with her juices that flowed down to his balls. With their each move his nearly eight inc

I’d never seen so many beautiful things in my life, and the most perfect thing of all sat in front of them. Archer watched me with a smile, lounging in a leather armchair. His white shirt was half unbuttoned, showing a sinful slice of that strong chest. His legs were spread, those fitted trousers hugging him. He sipped his whiskey and looked sexier and more relaxed than I’d ever seen him. “Come in already, Tempest... I’m not going to bite you... yet.” His low voice hid promises. I shut the door behind me, swallowed hard, and I’ll admit my pussy leaked a little.

Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned to see a young brunette staring at me all doe-eyed, her arousal offending my nostrils instantly. "Ugh, every time," Archer grumbled as she batted her lashes and pushed her chest up further in her little crop top and shorts, her face laced with desire. "What can I get ya, handsome?" "Bleach to use on my eyes and nostrils," Archer spat, retreating to the back of my mind. "Menu's," I snapped with a wave of my hand; girls like that disgusted me, so desperate! Turning around, she bent over suggestively to get the menus from under the counter and passed them to me with a wink. She was one wrong decision away from an STI.

Eleanor hovered at his side, hair perfectly coiffed, lips curved in a smug grin, holding herself like she owned the office—even though technically, she didn’t. I felt my stomach twist. Carson’s eyes found me almost immediately, and for a fraction of a second, I thought he was going to smile, tease, maybe say something just to watch me squirm. Instead, he barely acknowledged me, letting his gaze drift over me in a way that made my chest tighten. “Anna,” he said casually, as if mentioning my name alone could set my pulse racing. “Morning.” I forced my voice steady. “Morning, Mr. Archer.”

Hunter invited Archer to stand between us. “The day we have all been waiting for has finally arrived. Luna Irina and I have been praying for this day since the day Archer was born. We can retire and lounge around our son’s home.” Hunter grinned at Archer, who rolled his eyes. They seemed to have found their groove in the past couple of weeks and it felt so damn good. Hunter was planning on paying Archer back for every single thing he did to us over the past eighteen years!

Not to mention several bodyguards surrounding the mansion. "By the way, there was a man pacing back and forth in front of the morgue earlier. He had a bow-and-arrow tattoo on his upper arm." Jack froze. "Why?" Elena asked, puzzled. "He's one of Nicklaus Hunter's men."