Athena Parker Nude Novels & Stories

Victoria was correct; even if Athena had known, she would not have stopped seeing Parker because they were both madly in love with each other. Athena wanted to console Victoria, but she felt guilty because she was the source of her pain. As a result, at a time like this, all Athena could do was remain silent. Victoria's heartbrokenness grew as she observed Athena's reaction. She could not believe how her best friend had become the source of her life's agony. The guilty expression on Athena's face demonstrated that she knew what had happened to Victoria was unjust, but she could not do anything about it. “Huh, never mind!” Victoria said arrogantly, controlling her rising weak emotions. Anders

(Athena POV) I looked at the terrace door because I heard something broke all of a sudden. A woman screamed and she look stunned and I know it's because she just saw EL's naked body. I was about to say something, but she suddenly fell unconscious. Yes. El's body is a lot to handle, especially if you are not used to see a man with a ripped physique. His body looks like a statue carved out of a marble just like the idols engraved on Olympus.

I look like a clown that got into a fistfight with a paintball gun and lost. Rage surges so violently through me that for a second, I genuinely think I might black out. My hands tremble at my sides. My vision tunnels. I'm two seconds away from burning this entire fucking building down. “Who did this!” I scream as tears of frustration roll down my cheeks. I'm about to blow up when the door creaks open. "Trouble in paradise?" I whirl around so fast my robe flares out behind me. Athena stands just inside the room, dressed in an elegant, black gown that hugs her curves perfectly.

Marcos wrestles with Cameron, a light tussle that leaves them breathless less than five minutes later. A warm voice cuts through their labored breathing, immediately setting us all on edge. “Are you three done talking about ways you want to fuck me in yet or do I have to wait longer to get what I need?” Aretha stands gloriously naked in front of the ajar bathroom. Her skin glistens faintly from her shower with lingering steam escaping behind her, and there is a smile on her lips but her eyes tell a different kind of story—daring, sultry, and yet trembling at the edges with nerves.

she pointed to the black crop top and black jeans she was wearing, “-I decided to be a Black widow.” “When I got there, people were drunk, smoking, getting high. Typical Halloween party. So I got drunk too. And then I stumbled into Captain America who was half drunk.” Athena pointed at me. “That’s your Evan. And the next thing I know is I wake up naked in his bed. So I do the most logical thing, I slip out secretly and forget him.” “Did you forget him?” Athena blew a breath of air. “No, I tried too. But once my hungover memories came back. I realized that we did have a pretty nice conversation and I actually laughed.”

My gaze moved around slowly, then it stopped at the figure on the bed. Athena. She was on the bed naked, not even attempting to cover up. One leg was bent slightly, while the other was stretched. Her body was positioned in a way that was not accidental. She moaned loudly and my gaze caught her fingers stroking her pussy lips. Her eyes were already on me. She was waiting and watching me closely, a slow smile curved her lips when she saw I had stopped walking. “Right on time.” she said softly. I didn’t move further into the room and I didn’t look away either.

I'm not ready to handle her cause she's like a pain in the ass. Athena walks in. She wears a dark blue dress with straps and her dress has a V-neck which exposes her toned cleavage. She's beautiful, perfect and she fits into my dark personality. Athena was supposed to be my slut. She fucks me when I want to be fucked and it has been casual not until my father decided to be best friends with Athena's father who is a Godfather of his crime family. Athena is the only girl amongst three brothers. She's tough and she's vicious. Something I like in a woman.

My eyes fell upon those leather boots, making a clicking sound when they approached me. “Athena Becker, the Red Huntress, living in the outskirts of Sapphire Crest to ensure no harm enters our land.” His raspy but dominant resonance came, approaching me gradually. My body stopped struggling for a minute, looking up at him in disbelief. “You…” Left astonished, I never perceived that but then again, you never know what could be going in another person’s mind. He was before me as my vision adjusted to the light entering the room, falling on his aesthetic features. “The strong huntress, powerful, brave and most importantly…”

“Enjoy the show, firecracker. This is what a real man looks like.” Parker’s voice cut through the dim storage room like a challenge as Joanne pushed the door open, looking for her best friend Lila after last period. She froze in the doorway. Lila was bent over a stack of old gym mats, skirt bunched around her waist, and panties dangling from one ankle. Parker stood behind her, pants shoved down just enough, thrusting into her with deep, powerful strokes. His hand was fisted in Lila’s hair, pulling her head back while the other gripped her hip hard enough to leave marks.

My daughter Aria was hospitalized due to nut allergy, but my Alpha mate’s Omega mistress Vivian gave Aria nut chocolate as a gift. I suppressed my anger and refused, but Marcus frowned and scolded me:"Serena, Vivian meant well. She didn't know about the allergy." My mate Marcus Blackthorne is the Alpha of Blackwater Pack. Border conflicts had erupted suddenly, forcing him to patrol our territory for several days. He returned just in time for our daughter's discharge from hospital, driving over to pick us up.