Diane Seven Deadly Sins Boobs Novels & Stories

Nox "It's been over two weeks," I said, my arms crossed over my chest as I leaned against my desk and stared. "We need to tell Alex. She's going to find out sooner or later." I took a deep breath and stared down at Deloris Witt. Perhaps over the years I'd overestimated her abilities. In most things, most instances, she was unstoppable—Superwoman. If that were true, then this assignment, Chelsea Moore and Infidelity, had become her kryptonite.

She turned her head toward the gaping hole in the side of the jet— And saw a figure step out of the falling snow. Tall. Elegant. Black coat whipping in the wind. Silver hair pulled back. Eyes sharp as blades behind dark glasses. A scar down the jawline. Lips curled into a cold, knowing smile. Lena’s heart stopped. Sable. She stepped closer, boots crunching softly. “Well,” Sable said, her voice smooth and calm. “Isn’t this convenient?” She tilted her head, studying Lena like prey.

The moon goddess gave me another opportunity to live, to be strong, to get back at all who hurt me but here I was ; acting like a spoilt princess. I ran to the bathroom and sobbed, the door opened after a few minutes, and the woman, Diane walks in, she looks confident and very beautiful. She was goddess like. No surprise the pack all loves her and adores her. No wonder Nikolai wants her as his mate. She is just too perfect. I can't help the deep hatred that saturates itself deep into my being as I watched her keenly. She retouches her makeup and gets her phone from her purse, snapping a picture.

Diane nudged at her. "I'm...I see so many....so many deaths. So many hangings, so many lyings, so many betrayals, so many backstabbing. Diane, I can't - I can't breathe." With that, darkness covered her vision and she slumped on the stairs.

“Amazing with what?” “That you are the sex goddess.” “Normally, when you sleep with a lot of men, then you a whore. Fuck knows why they call me a goddess. Ok, I make you a deal.” “What kind of a deal?” “If you can slip your hands down my panties and have me wet in seven seconds, then I will fuck you.”

Diane’s POV She pinched her boobs, moaned out loud and bit her lips so hard that I could literally see the colour flushing away from them. “Damn!” I whispered to myself, and continued watching. She positioned her phone camera in front of her legs and spread her legs so wide that I could see her inner walls clearly. “Fuck!” I screamed at myself, my saliva drying up in my mouth. Her pussy looked so cute and wet. The outside of her labia looked different from mine, the flesh outside and flabby, spiral on the sides and looked very moist.

On her ears were dangling Sapphire earrings and around her neck was a Sapphire necklace. On her wrists were Sapphire bracelets. On her feet were beautiful black expensive-looking leather shoes with stiletto heels. Despite my predicament, I must say that she looked beautiful but her beauty pales beside mine. I averted my eyes and saw Alpha Denzel who had covered his nakedness with the towel he had on before. He was standing a few feet from Luna Morgana and he was looking shocked and confused. "Oh, my goodness! I can't believe my eyes! Diane, so, you have the temerity to come to the Alpha's room, strip naked, and make love to him?" she screamed as she trembled with rage.

So I took that as a sign as Diane walked back in and asked if we wanted a cold drink? "Yes please," I said, diving in head first, "but did Rune leave because you wanted me all to yourself?" Diane blushed and stayed rooted to the spot, and I had my answer. "Show me your tits as they do look magnificent in that rather revealing top." I asked. After a few seconds of just looking at me, Diane lifted her top up and over her head, reached behind and unclipped her bra revealing two great tits which were probably a C cup with medium sized nipples - which were slowly hardening - and large and light areola.

But I couldn’t put up my usual antics tonight, I needed her focused. I moved into a rather sticky and smelly booth and she slid in next to me. Diana was a beautiful woman when she was turned, at only about 20 years of age. She had light blonde hair and clear blue eyes, she had broad shoulders and was about 5’11, which made her taller than me and I always hated that. She was very muscular for a woman. That was why she was chosen, she was a hell of a fighter. She was absolutely as deadly as they came and you’d never suspect it by looking at her.