Ariana Drew Nudes Novels & Stories

Dom Kane ordered. Arianna’s hands were shaking as she reached for the straps on her dress. She pulled them down and had to peel the tight dress off her curvy body. She didn't mean to, but she ended up jiggling her ass while she pulled it down. Each of the men were smiling at her, one even rubbing his hands as Arianna stood in front of them in just a thong, bra, and high heels. "Do you have the plug in?" Dom Kane asked.

The moon rose as our world finally hushed. Ariana walked toward me quietly. Her fingers brushed against my chest as she passed, heading toward the bathroom. But something in that touch… lingered. Invited. I followed. Steam had filled the small space, curling like smoke around her silhouette as she unbuttoned the last of her shirt — mine, actually — and let it slide down her shoulders. She stood in only her underwear, the curve of her back soft in the candlelight. “Are you joining me, or staring until morning?” she asked, not turning.

The air was thick and stale. In the largest private room, Tatiana, Michela, and the others who'd bullied Aria were immediately surrounded by several large men the moment they walked in. They were stripped down to their underwear and left trembling in the center of the room. Cold steel poles stood before them. Men filled the seats around them, their eyes roaming over the women's bodies. A scarred man sat with his legs crossed, blowing smoke rings at Tatiana's face. "Dance. You ladies used to love watching this, didn't you? Tonight, you get to be the stars."

They looked terrified, their faces pale and drawn as they were forced to stand before her. “No,” Nina whispered, her voice barely audible. “No, please…” Marcus’s smile widened as he watched the scene unfold. “Surprised?” he asked. “I thought it was time for a little family reunion. After all, it’s not every day you get to see the people you love most in the world, all in one place.”

His face was contorted in an expression she had never seen before—wild, almost feral with intensity. With growing trepidation, Claire began to look through the photographs, each one a shocking assault on her senses. Her hands trembled as she saw images of Aiden with another woman, the scenes captured in stark, unrelenting detail. The photos were explicit and brutal: Aiden fucking her roughly, his hands gripping her body with a force that seemed more about possession than passion. Another image showed him canning her, the woman’s back arched in pain, red welts rising on her skin with each strike. Claire could almost hear the crack of the cane, the silent screams echoing in her mind.

"How dare she talk to the alpha like that? A low life thing like her dares to open her smelly mouth!" .. " This is getting more and more interesting," Niha smiled, her hands gently folded on her bosom as she watched the show before her. "Even with these words you speak. I still deny you," He replied then left the place. Arianna stood there all alone as the ridicule and shame thrown at her slowly became intensed. 'You have to leave here now, Arian, otherwise you will get hurt by them,' Kira said to her. Arianna nodded, wiped the tears off her face and hurriedly made way to the door and left the place.

Knox pushes our girl into my room, “Would you like to join them, baby? I’ll come back for you later.” Aria licks her lips as she stares at the state that Merrick and I are in, and she nods, “Yeah, I want in on this....” She’s breathless as she states this, and I hold my hand out to her. “You can only come to my bed if you are naked, sweetness,” I smirk when she stops herself. “I think I can help with that,” Knox says as he steps up behind Aria and peels off her clothes. She’s already pantyless, which tells me my best friend has gotten a little action while on their date.

My voice cracked as I took a quick look at the magazine across the room. The glossy pages fluttered before landing in a crumpled heap, and all I could see was the bold headline staring up at me. "Ariana's Secret Love Child Exposed!" “Listen, Ariana. You don't have to do this. Don't even think of going to the river and drowning yourself. Think of your mother! Think of those that love you,” Gabriel said to me, but all of that was just bullshit to me. “I don't bloody care. No one loves me. Everyone pretends to, and the next thing they do is stab me straight in the back,” I cried out, and Gabriel looked so sorry for me.

Aria's POV Among all of us, Nina was the boldest… and the most ruthless. Besides working here, she ran an OnlyFans account, filming explicit videos—most of them without the men even realizing they were being recorded. Her usual routine was simple and terrifying: get a man drunk—or worse, drugged—then sleep with him while his mind was clouded. If she couldn't get video footage, she'd at least snap some compromising photos. The kind of men who came here weren't the type to call the cops. They'd rather pay to bury the scandal.