Athena Parker Nude Novels & Stories

They were starting to get on my nerves and I didn’t want to kill the poor thing. I walked into the living room and found Athena asleep on the couch. There is a king-size bed in her room upstairs and she chooses to sleep on a couch. Sometimes I think she might be crazy, just like her stepfather. She just does crazy things out of the blue. Like when she went on hunger strike for three days so she could go shopping, for books, or last week, when she thought it would be nice to take a bath in the rain, the next day, she was down with flu. And don’t let me get started on the stupid tantrums she throws in the morning or the random screams. Trust me, the list goes on.

NERO’S POV Athena returned in an outfit different from the one she walked out of the room wearing. The anger I held onto as I waited for her to return with my mother depilated when she walked in. She looked sexy wearing shorts and all my curiosity about how she looked under her nightgown earlier was nearly satisfied. There was my mate, looking sexy as hell. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t seen her in shorts. The idea that she was my mate even though I don’t want her to be walking around like that made me feel things I didn’t want to feel.

*** The clinking of wine glasses echoed by the poolside, Athena and Sargas were chatting there, laughing softly. "How did I look this afternoon? I was really nervous, but Dad forced me to appear like a princess," Athena said. "You were amazing, Athena. You looked like you were born again," Sargas replied. Athena chuckled softly, then removed the bathrobe covering her body. She was wearing a maroon one-shoulder swimsuit, showcasing her slim waist. "Want to swim together?" Athena offered. "It's been so long since I swam; I want to test my healed legs."

"No problem. I've been itching to go for a run." Parker seemed more self-conscious than Jaxon at stripping in front of her, his fingers fumbling with the closures for his clothing. Once she saw him nude, she couldn't understand why. The man surely descended from the titans. Broad chested, with a smattering of hair on his upper body, the man was a Goliath all over-or so she assumed. She didn't quite have the nerve to peek below.

Athena is my Mom and the file was named by her. I opened it and I saw a video. There was a girl who was sitting on a chair and her hands and feet were tied. She's messy and she has a lot of bruises. She's very weak when I saw her even if it's in a laptop. "Athena, I guess you knew me so well?" "F*ck you, Kaizer! You make me believe that you really love me but it's just a part of your plan?!" "I'm sorry, lo—"

"Ho... Honey, why does he look familiar? Wait, why does he look like Zachary ?" "Hon, this child, he claimed that he is Zachary's son." "What? How did it happen? He seems four or five years old, and at that time, he only has relations with Athena. Did he cheat on Athena?" "The child said that his mother is Athena Park.' "What? But Athena... "She died six years ago." I ended what she wanted to say. "That's what we all thought, but the child said her mother is Athena Park, and they are held captives for six years by Dylan Lee."

Athena lay back on the sectional, legs still splayed, her creamy cunt glistening from Jax’s tongue and her recent orgasm. Her silk robe had fallen completely away now, leaving her naked and shameless, full tits heaving, nipples dark and stiff, thighs slick with her own juices and his spit. She crooked a finger at Jax, eyes heavy with hunger. “Come here, nephew,” she rasped. “Auntie needs that thick young cock inside her. Right now.”

Anita noticed his hand's gestures and began to walk closer to where Ahneeka stood. She tried undressing her but Ahneeka maintained her resolve not to give in. Her defiance was at it's peak and she didn't care whatever consequences her insubordination would put her in. Anita let her be and went back to where she was and undid everything she wore, standing stark naked before Lawrence whose gaze shifted from her to the other nude ladies positioned at each side of the wall Anita breathed deeply and Ahneeka watched as she inhaled the scent that filled the room.

The woman wore short denim cut-offs and a tank top for a tea company that Electra had never heard of. “Electra, this is Theo and Jessica Parker,” Hadrian introduced with a smile and a flourish. “Those are their boys, Jayde, Onyx and Stone. I work with Jessica.” Electra looked at the other woman in surprise. “Yes, I really am a firefighter.” Parker said, answering the unasked question. “I was raised in Dark Sky. I know what you’re going through.” “Your eyes are beautiful.” Theo said after they sat down. He looked at her and she felt like he could see through her dark contacts. That was impossible. But the way he looked at her, she felt as though her secrets were laid bare before him.

She asked in a calm and fearless tone. “Why am I doing this? Everyone must have this question. I will tell you why.” Derrick said with a smirk as she looked down at Athena who was still sitting on the floor. “Everyone might know this low slave of our pack, Athena, but you might not know that she is a whore as well. She has a bastard hiding in her cell.” He said with a smirk while pointing at her crying baby. Everyone is aware of that. They all have disgust-filled looks toward her. Hateful murmurs filled the room.