Ebony Exposed Novels & Stories

Ebony's voice was filled with joy. "Close your eyes," she said, her voice lilting with delight. "And imagine." I closed my eyes, my mind's eye filling with images of my wolf. I saw a massive, beautiful wolf, her fur as black as night, her eyes a fierce amber. "Ebony," I whispered, a smile spreading across my face. "You're magnificent." "Thank you, Otsana," Ebony said, her voice full of pride. "Now, are you ready to explore your powers?"

Asher replied. She let out a bitter laugh, hollow and sharp. “You think exile will break me? You think taking away my money, my friends, my name will make me fall to my knees? I’ve rebuilt from worse before.” “No.” Asher’s voice deepened, final and chilling. “You haven’t. Because this time, you won’t have anyone left to manipulate, anyone left to shield you. Not even me.” Her face drained of color. For the first time, Evelyn looked old. Not the immaculate matriarch, not the formidable socialite, but a woman who suddenly realized her world was ending.

Meanwhile, Ace was feeding me information. Exactly two minutes after me being gone, Ebony sauntered into the room with a seductive grace. Ruby-red dress clinging to her body, red heels clicking against the tiled floor. Ace laughed at how wide Cole's eyes had grown as he stuttered the woman's name in surprise. Ebony's lips curled "Hello, darling", she brushed a loose curl behind her ear with deliberate seduction. In hushed whispers, she pressed herself close to him. Her breath tickled his neck, and his trembling hands rested naturally on her hips.

Then I saw them. Evelyn. Completely bare. Every single inch of her naked and glistening under the dim interior light of the SUV. Her back was arched so hard against the black leather that her spine curved like a bow‚ head thrown back with her mouth hanging open‚ these breathy broken moans spilling out of her that I had never heard come out of my best friend before in my life.

Ebony moaned as I thrust in and out of her. "More what, Love," I groaned. "Harder, Faster; I don't want you to hold back," She said, and I lost it. "Get on your hands and knees," I said after pulling out of her, and she obeyed I moved behind her, lined my cock up with her opening, and thrust back into her without warning. Ebony began to moan like crazy from the way I was pounding into her. I was ball deep and pounding her without mercy.

“Or maybe you can take part in it. Break up with her.” What? “Yes, break up with her and let her fight alone. Like I said, Ebony is strong. But her strength is only in her ability, she dies like everyone else. The downsides of her ability is that she can be killed by simple poisoning. We used to think that since she healed a lot poisons, she was immune but no. Her ability shuts off when she is injured normally. She heals like a human. So imagine when the poison is ten times stronger?” “She needs to learn how to not rely on her abilities and be careful.”

Mary reacted instantly. She reached out and covered Ethan’s mouth, forcing a smile uglier than crying onto her face. “Honey, listen to him. He fell so hard that his head’s muddled. He’s talking nonsense now.” The hand covering Ethan’s mouth and nose pressed so hard that her fingernails dug into his cheek, turning it pale. The whip in Dad’s hand froze midair, the barbed tip only inches from my eyes. However, he wasn’t looking at me. His bloodshot eyes, like two burning coals, were fixed firmly on Mary’s face.

"I don't care if anyone else sees it, or if you don't want it sold. I need that photo for me, baby. Let me show you how I see you." She'd encouraged him to take pictures at Aubrey's Castle, and it had given her insight to the sexual need in him. But this was different. Hoan Dwell captured women, in various stages of undress, in nature settings. He peeked right into their soul and exposed it to the world. Whether anyone saw them or not, she didn't think she could handle what he'd uncover.

It wasn't only humans with the annoying habit of putting people down. Her name was Ebony and she was absolutely beautiful, even with the massive square-shaped, thick-rimmed glasses she wore. Her complexion reminded me of brown caramel and her eyes were a liquid hazel color. She had chubby cheeks which doubled in size when she flashed us her perfect, white teeth, and her hair was always kept in braids that were cropped short with silver beads embellishing them.

“You’ve got a magic mouth there. Enough, drop your shorts, stand, and bend over the chopping block.” Ebony released his shaft, and he groaned as it bounced a few times before her face. She was able to get her shorts and panties around one ankle, and she assumed the position he requested. Ebony expected him to drive his shaft home deep within her immediately, but instead his tongue worked magic on her desire ravaged core. His teeth found her sensitive nub and toyed with it. Nipping and pulling on it before he soothed it by sucking on it.