Ebony Obsidian Nude Novels & Stories

Almost instantly, I shiver with the need to explode, the hair covering the side of my face being moved so he can see me and I can see him. His jaw is tensed, and his eyes are deep pools of black. It's not Khai forward but Obsidian present with us. "So beautiful," he murmurs into my ear as he and Theo set out a rhythm to fuck me. I don't remember much of the times we've had sex before, but I didn't realise it would be this body-consuming, an itch getting its scratch type of thing. I turn my head to look into Theo's eyes and note that one is the perfect shade of blue I've come to know with him, but the other is swirling black with only a hint of blue.

He was still lying on the bed as she stood beside him and stared at him for a while. His black, shiny skin was glowing from the rays of sunlight piercing on him. Stephan is the real definition of an ebony handsome man. His face is perfectly curved with little beards surrounding it. His nose and lips align with each other, giving him more coolness. He is already looking matured at his young age.

“So, let’s just leave her be. She can discover that all by herself, in her own time.” “Alright,” she mutters. “Livi?” “Yes?” The Raven asks, a glance over at the brunette who spins in her chair. “What do you think?” Nadia asks, framing her face as she wonders, “Does it look good? Or is it too... princess peach?” Liviana chuckles. “No,” she denies. “It’s not too princess peach. It’s gorgeous, as are you.” Nadia grins. “And as are you,” she echoes, complimenting the woman’s sparkly silver eyeliner and the shimmery nude color that glosses her lips.

There was way more than two. “The clit and the actual… you know… the hole.” Brayden was doing some weird hand movements to make his point. “There is like seven spots.” Nova’s jaw had dropped. “SEVEN?” “Yes. Please tell me you do more than just lick her clit and shove your dick in her?” Jessica shook her head. The sounds of a golf cart was heard blasting up the bath. “Please change the subject! I don’t need those guys giving me a hard time. I was a virgin before getting mated.” Brayden pleaded with us.

Declan taps the back of my head playfully. Dean laughs, shaking his head, "No. Goliath is very fond of you and Gem. As is Declan, and he respects that you can do that. It's normally only our Luna with that capability or other alphas, even then it's rare they can make us surrender. But now that I am looking at you and thinking back to your mother. You two do resemble the Esos family. Your green eyes. Those emerald piercing green eyes, are rare. Then the color of your fur, jet-black with an emerald green tint."

The dress that brings out all the quality of a princess. “Oh my God. You looked so beautiful!” Madam Liu was excited to see how beautiful Wang Yi-An had become. Perfect makeup that brings out all of her natural features, the hairstyle that makes her looked cute, and elegant at the same time. Fitting through dress after dress had finally paid off, because the one that Madam Liu had made her final decision on was a very dark emerald. The dress really bring out her eyes.

“Yes I know. I just ... had a lot of tasks, I lied.” “I understand, what was offered to you?” I looked at the display case and saw the reason for my craving. “I want a chocolate cake.” “Wait for me a moment.” Ana disappeared behind a door and Ezra was soon standing next to me. “Hi Kim, how have you been?” He asked with his charming smile. "Very bad." "More or less," I said, looking at my nails painted black. The enamel had been damaged a bit and it was time to paint them again.

Santina must think that she doesn't know about her secret agenda but that's to be expected since Santina has no expectation of Evy at all. Not that it matters. Reaching for her bag, she carefully takes it and laid it on the table in front of her. "Because of this" Santina's eye glowed at the shiny jewelry offered to her. "This is a piece of obsidian gemstone jewelry. If you play your cards right you can sell them for huge amounts of money. I need you to accompany me to this job. If by the end, we can safely make it back. I'll give this to you."

I ignore him and try to grab the book. “You’re too short. Let me,” Noah says, this time closer, his voice soft, almost placating. I suck in a breath. The artist side of me was always drawn to the colors I saw when he spoke, shades of gold and gray, one side of him sunny and easy, the other part wrapped in fog and smoke.