Elena Thorne Nude Novels & Stories

The gang left the clubhouse immediately. ** * * * * * * * * * * The maid opened the door and Elena walked into Leo’s bedroom. She met him shirtless, sitting on his bed while watching TV. She couldn’t help but admire his physique from behind; he was really muscular. “You don’t plan to stand there all day, do you, Miss Elena?” he asked, taking her by surprise. How did he know that it was her? She had not even announced her presence and he had not seen her face.

MIGUEL POV: “To what do I owe this pleasure?” he asked calmly, but his voice carried hints of anger. I gulped loudly, and it was then I registered the sight before me. On his table laid a naked woman who looked so lost in the euphoria she was getting. Then and there, I knew I had come at the wrong time, but it was too late to go back in time. Deep down, I felt a pang of pain in me knowing what was happening few minutes ago in this room. I immediately shook the thoughts brewing in my head and turned to look everywhere but at the naked people.

Lennie said it wasn’t the time yet. “May I?” He lifted up his arms a little, showing Ashely Elena who was lying in his arms. Elena had closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep since she saw Ashely's basically naked body. The moment she saw her, Elena knew what “maid” meant at Lennie. Lennie’s maids didn’t clean or cook, at least not only that, they were also responsible for pleasing Lennie’s husband. In other words, they were the harem Lennie prepared for Cory. And now she was part of it.

We were in what seemed like a forest…a bush perhaps that was nearby, but somehow looked so far away from civilization. “Please.” I pushed weakly at his chest. “Put me down. Something’s wrong.” Thorne set me down carefully and stepped back, staying close. His eyes caught the moonlight and reflected it back with an amber glow that definitely wasn’t human. My legs gave out the moment he released me and I hit the grass, gasping. “Nothing’s wrong, Elara.” He crouched again, watching me with an intensity that should have terrified me. Instead, it felt like something to hold onto. “What’s happening to you is normal. You’re turning for the first time.”

I couldn't shut my eyes for a full minute, because I was anticipating what would happen when Elias finally got here. The fire I’d come here to extinguish burned deeper. I shifted slightly, the rough wool of the blanket chafing my skin, and my nipples tightened into peaks. I wasn't wearing my dress, Thorne had tugged it off while he was cleaning me. I lay stark naked on a priest's bed, imagining all the sins they could coax from my body.

She reached out and traced one fingernail lightly over the wet spot on his shorts, right along the throbbing head of his cock. “So big,” she whispered. “Even bigger than I imagined when I was touching myself earlier.” Alex groaned. His hips jerked forward on instinct. Elena chuckled softly, dark and promising. She gave the head one teasing squeeze through the fabric, then stepped back. With deliberate slowness she shrugged the robe off her shoulders. It whispered to the floor, pooling around her bare feet. Completely naked now. Voluptuous. Perfect. Heavy breasts with those thick nipples begging to be sucked. Wide hips. Thick thighs. And that dripping, shaved cunt that looked like it was made

“Beacause you are his closest friend and you know everything” Thorne does not answer. Then she says “Really? Nothing? You do know that if you men are hiding something from me and I figure out what it is” Thorne sighed. “There is nothing to figure out Elara. Is that all?” Elara pretends to think “Brief me on tge Luna. What do you know about her?” Thorne leaned back in his chair, studying her for a moment. “She is sharp, observant, and smarter than what the Calloways told us about her. She handles pressure without showing it.”

“Bra and panties too. Everything off.” With trembling fingers, she unhooked her bra. Her heavy, full breasts spilled free, nipples already stiff and aching. She hooked her thumbs into her thong and pushed it down her thick thighs, stepping out of it. She stood completely naked before him, smooth shaved pussy exposed, her juices already glistening on her inner thighs. Damien circled her slowly, like a buyer examining livestock. His large hand suddenly cupped her left breast, squeezing firmly, thumb brushing roughly over her nipple. Elena gasped.

He held a syringe filled with a familiar violet fluid. "Alexander thinks he’s the only one who can play god," Thorne whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "But I don't need the server, Elena. I just need the anchor. If I can't have the Vance empire, I’ll take the woman who makes it run. You're coming with me, and we're going to finish what the 'Sister' started." Elena struggled, her muffled screams lost in the pulsing light. Thorne’s needle hovered inches from her neck.

She simply held out her hand. “Come on, baby. The private sauna is ready.” The door sealed shut behind them with a soft, final click. Heat wrapped around Lily’s bare shoulders and thighs, thick enough to taste. Elena adjusted the controls, then let the towel fall. Elena stood fully naked under the soft golden light…full breasts heavy, dark nipples already tightening in the heat, soft belly, wide hips, smooth shaved cunt glistening. She didn’t cover herself. She didn’t look away. She simply watched Lily’s face while the younger woman swallowed hard.