Dream Paige Nude Novels & Stories

I felt the surge of heat knowing she was just feet away completely naked. A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened, and Paige walked out. She was wrapped in nothing but a towel that clung to the soft curve of her breasts, barely covering them. Fuck me. My brain short-circuited. I tried my best not to stare at her bare legs or at how her damp hair brushed her shoulders. She froze, one hand clutching the towel at her chest. Her face was clean, free of the mascara tracks and the professional mask she always wore at work, and she looked so fucking beautiful that I had to clear my throat twice before I could speak.

Dante: Good new or bad new? I look at the couch. At Marcus's hand on Paige's back. At Haruto's feet hanging off the edge. Me: Good new. Terrifying new. But good. Dante: Then sleep. Me: Can't. Dante: Try. I set the phone down. Walk to the couch. There's a spot at Paige's feet. I lie down. She shifts. Her hand finds my leg. "Julian," she mumbles. "Go back to sleep."

With his broad hands he unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Lisa bit her lips which was luscious to eyes. A small moan escaped from her brown lips when Damien bit hard on her nipples. "Ahhh...!!!" Celestine screamed and stood up covering her eyes. It was same as watching porn movie. "Fuck!!!" Damien cursed and left Lisa who was breathing heavily. "We can continue. Den is there to help her." Lisa said unhappily. "I am not in mood." Damien left fuming Lisa naked on bed. "Fuck you Celestine" she cursed her.

Damien's were gentler but insistent, tracing her curves and cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing her nipples until they hardened into peaks. The dream escalated quickly, morphing into something wild and unhinged. They had her on a spreader bar, just like she'd fantasized Eli might be—her arms and legs forced apart, exposing her completely. She was naked, her skin tingling with anticipation, the air cool against her wetness. Zeke took charge, his large hands roaming her body, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her gasp. "You're ours now," he snarled, his voice echoing in her mind as he positioned himself behind her. Damien was in front, his lips on her neck, sucking and biting marks

I climbed down from the bed and walked to the desk, on the screen was Paige. Cristela walked out of the bathroom with a hand towel, some parts of her face was still wet. “Paige." I told her stretching the phone to her. She was reluctant to take it. “Hello…" Cristela said dropping the phone on the desk and turning on the loudspeaker. “Hey Cee." Paige said. Cristela was quiet. “I'm calling be-because I saw….I was scrolling through I*******m and saw your picture…Ancho announced you as their new model." Paige said.

I leave the clothes and get up to speak with Paige. “Shakira, get dressed please.” I tell her and she once again is surprised to hear the word please. She huffs and puffs dramatically and begins to dress. “You are no fun.” She mumbles as she begins to dress. “What did you find?” I ask her. Paige pulls up her tablet and scrolls to show me the information. “She is a guest of Walter Vamperloo” Paige tells me. “She is his guest.”

I answered Patrick still seemed confused so I stood up and walked over to him. "May I?" I asked holding out my hands. He looked worried but placed his hands in mine. Craig stepped up to my back and put his arm around me, protectively. I looked into Patrick's eyes. {He's happy not to be the next Alpha. He hopes that Craig will keep him as a first though. He likes that position. It's powerful but not as dangerous and he needs to keep his family safe. He has two little boys at home and a newly changed wife, Virginia the one you met at the party. They were going to wait to change her and have another child but when the Nightmare came, he didn't want to risk her getting sick. He adores her and hi

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON I felt warm. A sweet fragrance filled my nose. I opened my eyes and blinked rapidly so that I could adjust to the light. My right arm felt numb yet static. Gabriella's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes kissed her cheeks. Her pink lips were slightly apart as she took slow calming breaths. Her dark brown hair was messy and covered almost half her face. I smiled like an idiot as I watched her sleep. So peaceful and innocent. I could just kiss her awake but she needs her rest.

That made it easier but made me sadder. The pain in my chest subsided and I took a deep breathe, closing my eyes in the process. I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have closed my eyes for one second because that was all it took for me to be sucked into the Dreamland. It was as if a strong force descended on me and I couldn't break free. The next place I found myself was right beside my bed. Paige was already staring at me, her face was stained with tears and her eyes were widened as if shocked to see me.

Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.