Chloe Bounds Nude Novels & Stories

he bellowed and swung the bat again. Chloe stepped away but slipped on a damp ground. "Whoa!" She dived back, landed on her two hands on the ground. "Well, then..." She twisted her hands, curled her body into a fetus position and pushed her lower limbs up. "Take this!" The heel of her black combat boots collided with his chin before he could step further and threw him off to the ground. There was a loud noise as he landed on his back. "Gūrenn!"

The way the two were eating each other's lips earlier, I was very sure they'd be eating each other's skin behind the door. I didn't think about anything as I turned the doorknob of his study room. "Oh my-" The words abruptly escaped my lips at the sight before me. Chloe was naked on her knees with Dante's rock-hard long dick wrapped in her hands while his hands were holding her hair in place. The image penetrated through my head and sent shivers down my spine. It somehow made my pussy twitch a little. "Get out, bitch!" Chloe's words landed in my ears like a flying bee. Well, I didn't intend to stay and watch them eat each other's skin.

Chloe giggled slightly. “Well?” she said, putting her hands on her hips, “What are you waiting for?”He looked up at her face and then returned his attention to the gap in her open shirt and her breasts. He reached out and pushed the shirt aside and there they were, finally exposed to him. Pale skin with two large dark circles for nipples. He pushed the shirt further and she took hold of it, pulling it off her body.

In that instant, I felt the blood turn to ice in my veins. Stiffly, I turned my head toward the woman standing in the front row, wearing a radiant smile. Chloe. She was waving her bouquet, cheering my name at the top of her lungs. Just an hour ago, she had been brushing tears from her eyes as she straightened the train of my dress, squeezing my hands and telling me I deserved all the happiness in the world. "Even just now, while you were preparing for the ritual, she was riding me," Julian added, his voice dropping to a low, rough growl. "She got so worked up her claws shredded the skin on my back."

“You don’t need to do anything. Just be a good girl and lie back for me.” Her dress suddenly loosened and cool air fanned her naked back. The lash marks were now nearly gone. All that remained were silvery lines across Chloe’s creamy skin. She shivered as the dress fell off her arms and down her torso, leaving her upper torso bare. She gasped in horror, arms flying up to cover her breasts while her cheeks turned bright red. “No hiding, Chloe.” The Alpha’s voice comments, his hands wrapping around her wrists and pulling her hands away easily. “Let me see just how beautiful you are.”

Her smooth like-baby butt that fit perfectly in his hand was still visible from behind the white shirt. “Oh no…” Chloe sighed as she looked in the mirror. “What s-should I-I tell M-Mina l-later?” She mumbled as she looked at her breasts. Cillian didn’t give her any hickey on her neck, but her breasts was full of red and slightly purple marks. She unbuttoned the shirt all the way to her stomach and sure enough, her entire body was full of marks from last night sex. She buttoned up and turned to Cillian in annoyance.

"I'm so wet, Marcus. I've been wet since you first put your arms around me." "Let me see," he commanded. He reached down, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her shorts. He pulled them down slowly, the fabric sliding over her hips and thighs until they were cast aside on the bed. Underneath, she wore a pair of tiny, white lace panties that did nothing to hide the swell of her ass or the protrusion of her clit. The center of the lace was darkened, a translucent stain of arousal that clung to her skin. Marcus let out a sharp breath, his gaze fixed on the sight. "You are absolutely beautiful, Chloe. Do you have any idea what you look like right now?"

My knees give out, and I sink to the floor, clutching my chest as if I can physically hold the pain in place, keep it from ripping me apart. It doesn’t work. Nothing works. With trembling hands, I pick up the phone again. The photo fills the screen. Chloe. Naked. Smiling like she won something. One hand behind her head, the other strategically placed — barely — over her pubic area. Her double-Ds are completely uncovered, full and unapologetic, her nipples darker than mine, smug in a way that feels personal. Even her body looks arrogant. My lungs forget their job. I try to breathe, but the air won’t come. It’s like my chest has collapsed inward, crushed by the weight of what I’m seeing.

She moaned but began to suck hard on me again as Christine pulled off Chloe's underwear and tights. Chloe's body was a stunning as I could ever have imagined. She was lithe and slender, her skin pale and freckled. Her bottom was tight and pert and her red-tipped breasts surprisingly large against her slim frame. She lay back on the desk spreading her legs to expose a small bright red thatch of hair above her pretty pink pussy. She looked up at and begged me, "Please, Sir! I need you." I pulled my cock from Brigitte's mouth with a pop and stepped forward to stand between Chloe's open legs.

“Chloe, are you sure? These…” “Will you still say no even though Rhoda is watching me get naked like this?” She asked as she pulled her strap down to reveal her breast. “Oh no,” I could feel my cock lengthen and my trousers start to tighten. “Rhoda, can you help me remove the button here?” She said provocatively as Rhoda walked closer. Chloe knew the buttons to press to get what she needed from me and I for one couldn't resist anything from her not when there was someone else staring like she wanted to eat her up.