Ashleigh Merchant Nude Novels & Stories

Ashley woke up after sleeping for almost five hours. It's was 11:57 pm already before she woke up. She got up from her bed and went to the bathroom. After washing her face and cleaning herself up, she went downstairs in other grab something to eat. She froze on the staircase when she saw David in his only sweatpants without a shirt. Ashley really undress and raped him with her eyes. She started from his neck to his chest and to his pink nipples. From there to his lightly hairy chest to his well defined Greek god abs. She didn't stop there and even went further to where his V line ends in his pants.

i have thick thighs, a slimmer waist and small but firm breast im quite proportionate. Walking out of the bathing room i head to my so called new room. The concrete floor is cold against my feet. It's quiet as i climb into bed pulling the sheets up to my chin. Exhaustion has set in my eyes are heavy and tired slowly i start to drift to sleep but one thought rings in my head over in over as sleep consumes me." I have to escape i will not die here like her". .

I pull him to his feet, his movements sluggish, weighed down by the emotional and physical toll of the night. I glance around the room, taking in the carnage with a grim expression. Blood splatters the walls, and the air feels thick with the echoes of violence. My eyes land on another body, crumpled in a heap not far from Alex. “Who the hell is that?” I ask, nodding toward the lifeless figure. Dante’s lip curls in disgust. “Ashley,” he says flatly, the name laced with venom. I grimace, noticing the man’s exposed, undignified state. “That explains why he’s naked,” I mutter. “Luna told me she seduced him—got close enough to take him out.”

She shut her eyes and tried to relax her mind. In the middle of finding peace within herself, Annabelle strolled out of the bathroom and her lips curved into a smile when she sighted Ashley lying on the bed. "Thank goodness you're here" There was a hint of excitement in her voice as she spoke. Ashley groaned within herself. 'Shit, this is bad timing' she said inwardly. Ashely opened her eyes and flung her backpack to the side of her bed. Then she sat upright and kicked off her shoes and then her socks.

she declared on the way. Ash gave her ass an appreciative gaze more than once. Even Leo had glanced in the dark Goddess’ direction. But Amber didn’t fault him, her friend was gorgeous. And well Amber had checked out Ash a time or two this evening. Ebony had no problems with nudity and cared more about losing her money rather than her modesty. Amber used to not have any problems taking her clothes off either. At least until her body started changing and since she had two men she loved with all her heart. It now felt wrong in some way.

Ashley roared at his deceitful attitude. “See there, your attitude is going to make things difficult for us both” Ace chuckled opening up the buttons of her blouse. He drooped seeing Ashley’s two full bosom fall from her unhooked bra and he smiled erotically. “Not bad, if the boss is not satisfied with your service, maybe you could come to be my whore, I promise, you’d enjoy it” Ace crossed both his arms and a while after, placed a deep peck on both her nipples. Ashley flinched from his abnormal, cold, and ruthless touch and sneered internally. Over her dead body would she become his? Ashley spat out and calmly became still.

I let out a bitter laugh and pushed myself up, swaying a little as I grabbed another unopened bourbon bottle from the table. She ignored my sarcasm. Without a word, she slapped a stack of printed photos against my chest. They scattered across the stained carpet. My gaze dropped, bored and unfocused—until the images registered. Ashley. The photos were screenshots from some viral fire‑scene video online. She stood in the middle of the scorched ruins, wearing a linen dress soaked through with water and sweat. The fabric clung to her body… and her stomach. Her belly curved outward in a way no one could possibly miss.

The next second, Ashley screamed, and all the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. In front of her is a picture of a handsome man just out of the bath. He has wheat-colored skin and a tall and slender figure, the muscles of the chest, arms, and lower abdomen are fit and well-proportioned, and the proportions of the inverted triangle are perfect and impeccable. A bath towel is loosely tied around the waist, and the mermaid line is obvious and sexy. Ashley widened her eyes and pointed at the half-naked Morgan Blackstorm, "You...you..."

Alex hiss and Ash lay down and keep laughing his ass off to his mate. "Baby really now it's really hurt like hell" "Stop being drama Queen" Ash tease which make Alex pout even more. "You're wearing too many clothes for me. Off. Now." Ash demanded from nowhere which make Alex started. But then Alex chuckled getting up from the bed undressing slowly. Teasing Ash as he unbuttoned his silk shirt. Ash has seen Alex shirtless before and he almost came in his pants at the sight of his Alphas abs. Like how the fuck is ripped like that? Alex threw his shirt on the floor, then moved to his skinny jeans and took them off with one swift movement. Alex stood there in all his glory.

Caught like this. I smirked, tilting my head as I zoomed in on one particular shot. His shirt was unbuttoned, slipping off his shoulders, his expression hazy—completely unaware, completely vulnerable. The dim lighting only made the scene look more damning. And Aisha? She was positioned just right, close enough that the implications were unmistakable. Damn.