Delilah Moon Nude Novels & Stories

I swallow down the worry building in my chest. “So this incident with Saint and Kas is going to happen when we are on maternity leave?” Lenora keeps writing notes, pushing down whatever emotions were ready to spill over. “May? June?” “I looked at the moon, Beta Lenora. It was full.” Delilah assures her. “I believe it was the Flower Moon in May. If I can get access to Kas and Alpha Bronx’s bedroom window, I can show you the position in the sky to determine the exact day and time.”

She was in preschool now, her world revolving around finger paints, mispronounced words, new discoveries and the relentless belief that she could convince her father to let her stay up past bedtime if she blinked just the right way. On a Friday evening, Calix and Delilah were getting ready for a date night, their first in months, and the atmosphere was one of excited anticipation. Delilah stood in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom, slipping into a black silk dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She hadn’t worn it in over a year, but tonight was special. Her hair was styled in a sleek, elegant bun, and her face was radiant with a soft, natural glow, the picture

“Yes. However, I might be using some silver needles when releasing the toxins. Your clothes will get in my way. You can only wear your undergarments.” “Got it.” Delilah did not hesitate at all. The crowd was euphoric. Delilah was the most attractive actress out there. Today, the crowd was in for a treat. While Delilah went to change clothes, Herbal Biotech prepared the necessary herbs. As ten thousand herbs were a large volume, they had to prepare additional shelves to place all the herbs. Before the herbs were ready, Delilah had gotten on stage again. She was wearing white lingerie. Apart from her private parts, all other parts of her body were in full view of the public. She was 180 centim

But what's with the wet dreams, I thought standing up uncomfortably. After a much-needed shower, and changing my sheets and blankets. I moved to my closet in a silk bathrobe. Moving to the closet to slide off the robe only to replace it with a short blue jean skirt. Blackfish nets knee-high leather boots and a tank top that hugged my double d breasts and highlighted my hourglass figure. The top was cut off just before my belly button, showing my butterfly belly ring. Deciding to curl my chestnut hair letting it frame my heart-shaped face and cascade down my back. Instead of a bun or ponytail, I usually wear it. Looking in the mirror Hazel eyes looked back at me , fear and insecurity shown in

said Dante. “Okay, the moon goddess is in water and so when I cannot shift during a full moon, I swim so I can be connected with the moon goddess. I was going to do it in my bathtub, but since I have your company, maybe I could do it in the pool. Will you join me?”

So it had become second nature for him to kiss the back of a girl's hand as a basic form of courtesy. Staring at the girl who currently had her eyes away from him, he noticed the red hue on her skin present on her neck, ears and cheeks. He wasn't lying when he said she was pretty. She had a pair of crescent moon eyebrows currently looking down on black velvety eyelashes. Her midnight black hair was tied into a bun with its tip resting on her shoulders with the baby hairs stuck to her glossy skin, probably from the run she . The feature that he really liked about her however were her quartz coloured eyes, he hadn't seen anything like it before. They were gray and translucent, contrasting her

She was a very beautiful and alluring lady, with long hair that rolled down to cover her breast, she was just there on the ground, lying stark naked and breathless, with bruises all over. Bare and breathless, she lay there trembling. With her wide eyes, darting around, she checked and hoped for a saviour, she knew there was nothing she could do for herself anymore, her heartbeat drumming so fast and loud, she could not only feel it in her chest, she could hear it in her ears. And then, her fears caught up with her. The relentless wolves had already closed in on her, they surrounded her. In a swift twist, they turned into humans too! They were three in number, three of them, looking like they

Naked skin under moonlight. Claws in the earth. Fangs brushing her throat. A growl echoing in her chest. A man’s body pressed against hers—wild, dominant, demanding. And when she woke, she was soaked in sweat, the name Kael whispered on her lips. ---

I chuckled going to sit down. "Kudos to you, panty girlies. I don't wear those unless I'm on my period." This came from Delilah who I took a good look at. She was on a fishnet jumpsuit with absolutely nothing under...boobs, nipples, pussy....completely uncovered. She was sitting though, but it was already obvious her ass was naked as well. Not only her, most of the women I was seeing now had next to nothing covering their bodies... Woah. "I know you, Delilah. You love showing off your skin." Layla said with an eye roll. She was on a shiny red mini gown which showed a great deal of her cleavage.

Jake's door was ajar—just a crack, but enough moonlight spilled out to illuminate the scene. He was sprawled on his bed, joggers shoved down to his knees, one massive fist pumping his cock. Fuck. It was even bigger than I'd fantasised: nine inches easy, thick as my wrist, veins bulging along the shaft like ropes. The head was swollen purple, leaking precum in shiny beads that he smeared down with his thumb. His other hand clutched his phone, screen glowing with my latest I*******m pic—the one in that tiny bikini at Brighton, arse arched perfectly, tits spilling out the sides. "Delilah... fuck, sis, look at that tight little arse," he muttered, voice hoarse. His hips bucked, balls drawing tig