Arielle Spring Nude Novels & Stories

The world was indeed coming to an end for Arielle. Few minutes later she was up crying so bitterly. How could she be pregnant when she was raped once. This was the end of her life. How was she going to explain things to her family back home. “How are you feeling Miss?” the Dr.asked when he realized Arielle was awake. “Dr..are you sure there is not mistake here? I’m sure my results has been replaced I can’t be pregnant…. With who?”. Arielle lamented. “ Im really sorry but this is your results you are 3 months pregnant.”. the Dr informed her.

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

She closed her eyes while feeling the sweet sensation of the water to everyfiber of her body. fifteen minute passed, Ariella heard a sound near the falling stream of water. With curiousity she swam to where the sound is coming from. Upon reaching it she was shock of what she saw. Her body stiffined and her eyes fixed to a figure which was cleary visible to her eyes. She felt her body heated on such flushness. The figure she saw is a person which its back facing her in blatant nakedness. Like a slow motion the person's body turned slowly and her mouth fell to an agaped.

A slow, amused smile appearing on my lips. I almost forgot I have a mate. "If you're too tired for anything this night, I guess I'll just have to leave." Ariella pouts, folding her arms, causing her naked breasts to swell in her chest. I almost drool at the sight. She is resting on the bathroom door, her body dripping with water—perhaps from using my shower. She is wearing nothing on and I actually drool as my eyes rake down her body from her perky breasts to her perfectly shaved region.

Sending him a weak nod, Ariella stepped inside the bathroom and closed the door. Stripping herself naked, she hung her clothes on the hanger before and then stepped under the shower. Switching on the shower, she let the cold water fall on her naked skin which made her sigh heavily. Ariella took her head down and closed her eyes while dropping her shoulders until she felt those burly hardened arms getting around her from behind.

Aria said, her voice sultry. His gaze darkened on his screen, approving. She bent her knees on the bed and slowly hooked her thumbs under the thin straps, sliding them down her shoulders. The fabric fell off easily as she eased herself out of it. Naked now, her hips hardened in the cool air of the room, breasts heavy and arching for touch. She let Jason drink her in, from her flushed cheeks to the trim patch above her slick folds. She arched her back, then pinched her peaked nipples, twisting so hard that a moan escaped her lips.

Whatever Claire did to her, she will do the same to her face. Her hand rose and caressed the scar on her cheek. As long as she saw that scar, the fire of hatred in her chest always ignited. Arielle decided to take a bath to freshen up her entire body and sleep faster. She had been in a coma for four months, so she had not bathed for that long months. She stayed inside the bathroom for almost two hours before deciding to step out and used a blower to dry her hair before lying down on the bed and forcing herself to sleep.

I cupped her breast gently then I circled her nipple teasingly, rubbing her hardening nipples. Arielle whimpered quietly and arched her back slightly, moaning deeply as she did so, trying to push herself closer. I let go of her breast momentarily and then I grabbed her waist with both my arms, lifting her to hover above my lap. Her hair fell over her shoulders and her face looked radiant as her sky eyes bore into mine, her eyes fluttering shut and her head thrown back exposing her neck. She was absolutely stunning in this state.

It was beautiful, and he could only enjoy the view, but Ariel got shy and covered herself with her hands. “Don’t.” Chase said as he unbuttoned his shirt. “Don’t hide that beautiful art from me. I want to see it all,” Chase was surely taking his own time, but as soon as his hurt dropped on the floor, his pants and briefs followed soon. He stood bare naked in front of Ariel, and they both enjoyed each other’s views. Chase slid his hands up on Ariel’s thick thighs, then pulled down her lace thong. He pulled up her legs, parting them, before getting between them. Ariel was exposed fully in front of his eyes.

THE STIFF BONE OF MY CORSET DUG INTO MY SIDES stifling my breath as the carriage galloped across pebbles on the road. “Just breathe. Everything will be fine,” Kezira smiled at me reassuringly. But everything was far from fine. I am the shadow princess. Revered and feared across the three kingdoms for my fighting skills and yet, here I am. On my way to Revillon. Collins would laugh if he could see me now. Powerful Princess Arielle, reduced to Lady Marissa. Nothing more than an air-headed noble lady of the Revillon court.