Anne Lockhart Nude Novels & Stories

I hummed softly as I rinsed my mug in the sink, listening to Stassie ramble on about how I’d apparently become a domestic goddess—cutting fruit into perfect squares like an Italian grandmother. It was almost enough to make me forget. Almost. Then my phone buzzed. A single vibration. Sharp. Unexpected. I frowned, drying my hands on a towel before picking it up. My stomach flipped at the screen: Unknown Number. I hesitated, thumb hovering. I tapped the notification. Everything stopped. A photo. Grainy. Dimly lit. But unmistakably real. Sienna McCoy. Naked. Draped across Nikolai’s bare chest, her long hair tangled over his skin like silk. One of her hands rested on his abdomen. His eyes were cl

However, Anala turned to face me with a smirk and turned on my phone's live stream and laughed, "Guess who is now sold off at an auction tonight?" Click. Click. Anala took photos of me, as I swiftly pulled the bedsheet to cover up my chest, before she could record me náked. But thankfully, they don't allow náked posts online. So she laughed and walked away from me as she went to the door.

I asked her. She narrowed her eyes at me and then looked at Henney. “We were asking you if you wanted to come with us to the garden. We wanted to get some fresh air because…” Bash nodded at the direction behind me. I looked and saw Kino Sloane with another woman in a nude body hugging dress. Her hair is curled and is free falling towards her waist. She has a pretty smile and a sexy body. She looks like she works out a lot. Kino’s hand is wrapped around her waist like he doesn’t want her to go any minute from now.

I guess having met under some crazy situations has made the bond feel like it's more. It doesn't take long for Jord to toss me onto the bed as he growls, "Now, we can hear the kids if we need to get to them. Their door is locked, they are safe, and we are locked in here, and safe. Will you do us the honors, Annie, of removing your clothes?" I see Jenny standing off to the side, already naked, and almost identical to me. Besides the tattoos, that is. I was never allowed to get them. That rat bastard husband of mine always said that no property of his would have such gross markings on it.

I wanted to just drop to my knees and suck on his dick right here and now. Niku started setting up a pair of cameras on tripods that were aimed at the living room. She added two lights with white, reflective backgrounds. It was such a practiced operation. I just stood there in the doorway, trembling. My pussy dripped beneath my conservative dress. Mrs. Miller took my hand and led me to the center. "This is Annie Green, the preacher's virgin daughter, and she wants to be a p**n star." "So badly," I moaned as Niku moved about with a third camera and filmed me.

She fills the cups with tea and I watch her scurry out of the room with an aloof smile. What the hell. I turn to the ropes around my wrists, and though it looks completely harmless, it still looks like it's completely hard to take off. The door to the room opens and Anne, Anne Houston. The wife of Harry Houston who I've met once in a gathering, Liam's aunt, walks in with the most long ass dress ever. And I don't know if it's just me or she looks younger than the last time I saw her. "Scarlett" She says, and the name feels weirdly familiar on her lips. Maybe that's because she's annoying. .

She typed before she clicked on search and waited patiently for the response to pop out, which it did. “Ready to conform to the authority or will of others; meekly obedient or passive”. She read but still found it hard to understand, so she scrolled and tapped on the photos. The moment it opened, her jaw dropped open; seeing pictures of naked women, teens in handcuffs. Their hands were behind their back, while their knees were on the floor. Their necks were chained as if they were like some sort of an animal. And then, she saw a man standing in front of them, holding the chain that was bond to their neck with a flogger. She quickly closed the laptop. She was horrified that she didn’t know sh

"How can you heal that fast? That's not supposed to be possible-" "Alice!" Norton barged into the room, pulling us out of our shock. He stopped midway when his eyes landed on my half naked form. I was only in a loose top that didn't even go over my black shorts. I quickly dropped the bottom of the shirt, trying to make the material longer but that was impossible. His eyes stared at me unashamedly with lust, I felt the disgust rise to my throat. "What do you mean she's healed?" Norton asked Alice who was already over at his side, explaining the mystery she had witnessed.

" Alpha was speechless and his entire body went still. Annie's hands went to the knot holding the towel closed. She hesitated for just a second—one brief moment where doubt flickered across her face—and then she pulled. The towel fell to the floor. And Annie stood there, completely naked, letting him see her. Alpha couldn't breathe. She was perfect. Objectively, scientifically, impossibly perfect. Curves in all the right places. Skin like milk. The slight swell of her stomach where their baby was growing—hardly noticeable. Her breasts are full and beautiful. Everything about her was beautiful.

I unexpectedly choke at the smell of her arousal. “What the hell ?"I mumbled still trying to help myself from choking to death. “Aline sat on the table her bare back to me and her black hair held into a bun. I stepped forward and realized she was naked. Her blue clothes and underwear lay on the floor. Then It dawned on me that she sat on my working laptop. She turned and smiled at me: “Good morning alpha.Like what you see?" Goddess Luna, the atmosphere was so pungent.