Dorian Electra Nude Novels & Stories

Alpha Damon stood up from the chair, he suddenly held my arm and drew me closer to himself, raising my chin to look at him. I wanted anything but that at that moment, an unsettling feeling in me made my eyes open in fright. I was wholly taken aback after meeting his gaze. He is the most beautiful male I have ever seen. He has a sharp jawline, muscular physique, attractive blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a small pink lips with a pointed nose to complement his spotless face and skin. His face was cold and devoid of a single smile but that made him more attractive. Alpha Damon is the definition of charming.

I tiptoed my way to the door as I touched it, the door opens slightly and I was able peep through the opening. The room was dim-lit though I was able to see two naked bodies grinding each other, they had immediately switched positions as I could now see their faces, it wasn’t Laura and Carlos as I first thought, those two were probably in their sleep that they did not realize their son was at work.

she answered. “Nonsense,” the alpha roared and turned his back at her. Latina watched him grab the petite’s hair and slapped her face. “Stop dawdling,” he muttered and bent his head on the lady's melons, sucking them. The short-haired arched her back as she moaned, shoving her hips down on the other lady’s mouth underneath her. Mathew moved his right hand to the taller lady’s thigh, poking his fingers in her entrance, sending shivers over her tan skin.

"You know, there's a lovely library scene in the movie I'm doing. It's about an older woman who seduces a younger –" "Stop, stop. That's enough. I'm not listening to my mother talk about seducing a younger man," Dorian says, giving me "that look," the universal sign for 'let's-get-the-hell-out-of-here'. "I'm not talking about seducing a younger man," Ella says. "It's a role. But you've given me some ideas about how a ladder could work. Now, were you holding her against the ladder or was she bent over --"

I comment. “Wolf Girl, you absolutely do not need to play cute and innocent with me.” Dorian retorts, standing from his kneeled position over the fire. “You want the wild wolf, Warrior Prince?” I question, putting my hands behind my back and giving a little body wiggle. “I want every side of you, Wolf Girl. The wild wolf, the pop star, the sweet girl who cares about her fans, family, and friends, even the parts of you that I haven’t discovered yet,” Dorian declares as his hand cups my cheek leaving almost no space between us. “I want you to be mine in every fucking way.” His hand cupping my cheek, slips behind my neck pulling my lips to his.

Electra asked angrily and got a napkin out of her purse and started cleaning her face. "Don't go near my boyfriend again..." she said and Electra was looking at her like she has lost her mind. "What boyfriend! Are you crazy? You know what... whatever... I don't have time for this" and she was about to turn around to not create any scene when Rihana pulled her hand and she winced. I can see Rihana pressing her nails hard into Electra's flesh but she was not reacting much in front of others. It was like she is trying hard that no scene is created... probably in front of the investors, she doesn't want it.

And I had stayed to watch. The woman arched against him, pulling at the collar of his shirt, her lips tracing the line of his jaw. She was whispering, the same desperate pleading I had heard this morning, and my stomach turned because I recognized it: Please, my lord. The recognition touched something dark and ashamed at the bottom of me. Dorian sat perfectly still. His hand rested on the arm of his chair, his body angled toward the fire, and he was not watching her. He was watching me.

His boxer shorts were discarded to the side, and his erect dong stuck up in the air. As he sat there, with the rags of his clothes all around him, both humans were in anticipation about what was going to happen. The woman’s eyes checked-out Dorian’s fit body, similarly to how Dorian had admired her beforehand. She saw the dragon’s hand reach out in front of her and firmly pinch Dorian’s nipples, one at a time. This was something Dorian didn’t really like, but he didn’t do it so hard that it hurt. He did it with enough pressure that his nips hardened, so hard that they could cut glass.

*FREYA* Dorian helps to move Leonidas to the bed before Eira's arrival. His lips has gone purple when she finally comes in with her box. She goes to work instantly, ripping his shirt to reveal his torso. My hand flies to my mouth as the huge cut wound is revealed. Who is so cruel to do this to him? Eira doesn't flinch as she begins to disinfect the wound. A sound threatens to rip from my lips as blood continues to flow endlessly.

She stared at him, mouth dry, heart racing, yet unable to tear herself away. At that moment, Dorian entered the room, likely drawn by the sound of his master’s command. Upon stepping in, He faltered, stopping short as the overpowering atmosphere struck him like a physical blow. The moment he entered, Dorian bowed his head, overwhelmed, barely able to withstand the force emanating from his master. He had encountered Valen’s powers before, but not like this. Gathering his composure, he approached Ella and, with a trembling hand, reached for her arm to pull her away from the suffocating presence.