Blair Winters Nude Novels & Stories

I called softly trying to catch her attention. She didn’t stop, just kept walking until we were deep enough that the cabin was a distant. Finally, she halted turning to face me. Her face was flushed her lips parted slightly as if she was struggling to find the right words. I crossed my arms, waiting. “Well?” I prompted when the silence stretched too long. Blair ran a hand through her hair, letting out a shaky breath. I hate when Nlair is nervous since she is usually not like to is. LI’ve been...seeing someone” she said quickly like ripping off a bandage.

The third day of the blizzard felt like an eternity. The wind outside screamed without mercy. Snow had piled so high against the cabin walls that barely any daylight filtered through the windows. The temperature inside had dropped to a dangerous chill despite the blankets and their shared body heat. Lila Voss woke up first, still completely naked and tangled tightly with Kai Grayson. Her head rested on his broad chest, one leg thrown over his hip, her bare pussy pressed warmly against his muscular thigh. His thick, heavy cock was rock-hard, trapped between their bodies, pulsing against her stomach.

She moved closer, placing a hand on my shoulder, her face mere inches from mine. “How can you be so cold? Have you forgotten how we used to sneak across borders just for a single night together? The risks we took?” I caught her wrist and moved her hand away. “Those were the actions of two people who no longer exist.” I pulled away from her, rolling up my sleeves as I crossed to the vanity and poured myself a stiff drink. In the mirror, I caught her reflection — beautiful, yes, but she left me completely cold. Blair, on the other hand, was fire and chaos — every glance from her ignited something primal in me, every touch branded itself into my skin. Where Meera was polished perfection, Blair

My hands trembled as I exited the group. I went straight to Nocturne. When I reached the entrance of the private room, I saw Ronan inside wearing nothing but his underwear. Brynn was dressed just as revealing in nothing but a bra and panties, like a makeshift bikini. She looked annoyed. "My luck sucks tonight. I keep losing. If this keeps up, I’ll be completely naked." She walked over and slapped his backside. "Good thing my obedient son is here to keep me company. Daddy doesn’t have to humiliate herself alone."

*Aaron* I don't know about you, but waking up next to someone as extraordinary as Winter can do funny things to a guy. Today, I felt like I was plugged into an energy grid or something. I woke from deep sleep, blinking against the golden rays pouring through the window, only to find Winter still lost in her dreams, her red hair swirling around her like a fiery halo. For a moment, I just sat there, taking in the sight, wondering how someone so ethereal could exist in my world. The tattoo on my chest—a northern star—seemed to pulse in sync with my heartbeat, thrumming with the same energy I felt when I marked her.

“Her name is Celeste Winters. The last Winters heir. The one chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. The bloodline you all thought was gone.” The chamber fell silent. Breathless. Unbelieving. And then Silas’s eyes narrowed, pinning Blair like a predator fixing on prey. His voice dropped, low and dangerous. “And she is my mate.” A growl rumbled from his wolf, low and unmistakable, vibrating through the room.

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

However, when he saw Blair completely naked, he realized that nothing he had seen before would compare. The opposite was also true. Blair was weak as Banks' lips adored her. Her skin burned despite the coolness of the air conditioner. The nuances of their bodies in the dark room were beautiful, something like a movie. Maybe a movie wasn't enough to represent the fire that emanated from them, the desire that wouldn't be quenched while they were clothed.

"Sweetheart it's late. Come on let me take you to your room." "I'm still sleepy." She complained as she open her eyes. "Good morning." She smiled at me sweetly. "Why are you naked?" "You don't recall ripping my shirt off." I teased her as she got off me. "Liar." She responded and sat on the floor. "Guys, come on cover yourselves up." Lucas stated laughing. "I'm pretty sure I'm not completely naked. What's with the fuss? We didn't have sex. We just got wasted." Blair said lazily and lay on the floor.

I have to take a break before I explode all over the sheets. "Blake... what..." Winter's heavy panting hits my ears. She lets out the groan of a temptress. "Please, baby..." Her hips jump up into my hand. I watch in absolute fascination. She's open to me, her clit swollen and a river of juices dripping down her ass. Her hands grip desperately at the sheets. I think she's actually pulled them off the bed. The comforter is somewhere on the floor, one pillow settled between the bed and the nightstand.