Cassie Curses Nudes Novels & Stories

“Go ahead. Borrow money. If you can scrape together three million, maybe you’ll earn the right to keep playing with me.” I glanced at the phone and didn’t touch it. The trash around the table had already started circling me like vultures. “What’s wrong, little Cassie? Scared?” “You don’t even need a loan.” “Take your clothes off right now. One piece at a time. I’ll lend you a thousand for each one.” “Strip naked and I’ll give you ten grand.” “At that rate, how many years is it gonna take her to make thirty million?” Someone grabbed my wrist.

he murmured against me. He caressed my chest, and I arched beneath his hands, strong and deliberate, savoring every curve he found. He kissed my nipples as if sampling a ripe fruit, his grip on my waist possessive. He drifted lower, his tongue drawing a hot line across my stomach, past my navel.

Let's just sneak out while we have the chance. Me: 😳

My smile, my parents, my mate, and everyone in the pack were smiling. 'Promise me,' it was his voice begging me to promise. 'I promise,' I swore to be his mate even if they would not become my mate. 'Mate,' I called him, I remember his scent. Flower, white gown. Champagne, waves of laughter, and celebration. My life was full of colors. It was perfect, loving parents, loving in-laws, and loving mates. I opened my eyes and all the tears escaped. I lost my life. I shifted back, "AHHHHHH!" I screamed in pain when I felt the shot of the curse Laia cast on me in that forest. She ruined everything.

Cassie lays on her bed, her chest on the bed with her legs hanging in the air as she talked to her best friend, Brandon over a video call. With each pop of a new conversation that gets her excited, she would wiggle her behind. She enjoyed the feeling of her plump butt shake each time she didn't wear her panties.

I pulled her face toward mine as I pressed my lips into hers with as much passion as I could. "But what will the warriors think?" Cassie asked as she looked down at her hands. ... It has been a month since the doctor told us that Cassie was pregnant and today we find out if she is having a boy or a girl. If the moon goddess wants Cassie to be the Luna of this pack then I will hear the words it's a boy. "3 pups. All three are boys." Dr. Johnson said as he looked up and smiled. "Well, Cassie you will be having triplets. Two of them are identical."

"I'm cursed" I clamped my hands over my mouth to prevent me from screaming. "What kind of curse?" I asked curiosity getting the best out of me. "I don't have human feelings, I can't be happy, I can't be sad, I can't fall in love, anything feelings, I don't have" What?! I almost cried for him as he spoke, how did he get cursed? Who did he offend? How does he cope? "Why are you telling me?" I asked.

Asher asked sniffing the air but couldn't sense any smell from him. Cassie walked out from behind Asher wearing black leather pants with some knives strapped on her thighs, looking all badass like always. She hadn't changed much even after these years, rather she looked even more youthful and beautiful. “Well, hate to break this little reunion, but we have an army of undying rogues at our backs. And if we don't run, even your badass powers won't be able to save us. And hey, what's up with your new looks? Is it me or have Knox really turned to a grandpa?” she asked gazing at the three.

I gasp as the air shifts and I force myself to push further, not turning back to look at what might be coming for me. I’m already too far away to hear the people’s screams but I guess they are having a blast just like Cassy is having, being all giddy in my mind. ‘I’ll motivate you,’ she says happily, beginning to send delectable indecent pictures of my mates as they are kneeling for me all naked. I stop, holding onto a pole of a lamp as I crack up, ‘You are not fucking helping.’ She chuckles mockingly before she stills, making me lift my head. ‘Oh, oh. Took them less than I thought.’

I commanded. Her legs basically gave out from under her when I stopped holding her up, so it wasn't difficult for her. Cassie turned to face me and looked up at my erect cock as I stroked it. "Give me your cum. I want to feel it cover my face. Please, Brad. I need it," she begged. Mascara had already run down her face on account of the tears from the power of her climaxes. Cassie looked like a complete wreck, but still somehow gorgeous and attractive as fuck.