Novel & Cerita Cersei Lannister Naked

Chapter 049 ADRIAN Walking into the room to find Darius completely naked on the bed, with that omega Sebastian standing right in front of him clearing plates, sparked something inside me. Something hot and dangerous that made my blood boil. So many thoughts ran through my mind, all of them tangled up with the anger I felt at seeing how utterly nonchalant Darius was about the entire situation. He was just lying there, naked as the day he was born, reading a newspaper like it was the most normal thing in the world to have his personal guard attending to him in that state.

The last was the most damning. Sansa was naked on top of me, the sheets tangled, her eyes closed, her mouth open in a moan.

I peel off my clothes, letting them drop to the floor. From the drawer, I pull out the silk slip—the sheer one that shows everything. I slide it over my skin, the fabric cool, nipples hardening instantly against the thin cloth. One glance in the mirror makes me smirk. Every inch of me screams invitation. I slip barefoot down the stairs to the lower deck. They’re waiting for me. My crew. My men. “Fuck, there she is.” “Queen Jenner.” They holler, whistles sharp, eyes hungry. The air vibrates with the kind of anticipation that makes my thighs slick before I even touch them.

And in seconds, Rhazien stood in his place, bare and glowing from within, his chest still lit from the fire beneath his skin. He was nude—utterly, unapologetically so. The firelight wrapped around the ridges of muscle and the sheen of heat still rising from his skin. Sera’s breath caught. She’d seen him like this before, but not like this—this was not desperation or aftermath. This was ceremony. Ritual. And now, everyone else could see him too. A hot coil of jealousy curled in her stomach. She hated it. Hated that she cared. Hated more that she wanted to step forward, wanted to place herself between him and their eyes. Her jaw tightened.

She flinched when she heard Cassandra’s voice, closer than she thought, “Wear that fucking robe and take off all of your clothes. I want you naked beneath.” She couldn’t help but blush. Damn it. In what trap has she gotten herself? Slowly she reached behind and unclasped her bra and she shimmied out of her panties. She shoved her clothes aside, feeling completely exposed. There were no cameras, right? Ugh. She wore the blue robe that was surprisingly as light as paper, making sure the split was behind her, hating how exposed she still felt. “Are you done?!” Cassandra impatiently pulled the divider to the side, her eyes widening. Selena shrieked, backing away from her, unable to hide the emba

They bow, taking their seat once done. "This is Xolo Levy, and he's from the Aztec Isles." he gestures, and the boy with the cocoa brown hair smiles, giving me a small wave. I wave back, feeling like this one is full of mischief, and Quill skips over Lip, gesturing to Cersei who refuses to meet my eyes. She wears a rose pink gown with laces in the front, the laces neatly tied up to the base of her throat, the sleeves going down to her elbows, face composed in a blank expression. Her hair is pinned up in the usual bun.

"Undress. The party would soon be over" I'm shaking so bad that i can't strip. Davidson now naked growls in frustration. he yanks me to my feet and like Sia, discards my torn clothes in a blink of an eye. My bare back touches the bed and the waterworks started. He doesn't give a damn, pinning my wrists above my head with his left hand. "Davidson don't do this I'm begging you". Initially, I wish Sia would just come to my rescue. "Stop fighting me Cersei and just enjoy this".

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

Serena hoped this would push Darius and me closer—but I refused to let her manipulate the situation outright. I couldn’t refuse her generosity either, or could I openly explain the truth. There was no choice. Darius was already in the water, half-reclined on the edge. Steam curled around his sharp shoulders and taut chest. He lifted his gaze toward me, calm yet alert. I wrapped myself in the bathrobe Serena had prepared. At first glance, it seemed ordinary—but when I looked in the mirror, I realized the lower half was barely more than a bright red lingerie set. Sheer, soft, impossibly delicate. Even I felt startled by the reflection staring back. Sexy… yet intimidating.

Sheri's eyes were wide as the woman, Criana Rhymes, reached behind herself and pulled the zipper of her dress down, the dress then sliding down her body to nestle on the floor at her feet, leaving her naked, her full, C-cup breasts surmounted by large dark nipples, her chocolate skin almost glistening as she reached for Charles' shorts and pulled them down, his rock-hard cock standing straight out in front of him as she knelt on one knee before him.