Eliasa A Nude Novels & Stories

💦Exposed Masterpiece💦 The security system beeped again, louder this time. Someone was definitely trying to get in. My heart hammered against my ribs as I stood completely naked in the middle of the gallery, Elias’s cum still leaking down my thighs. My body was flushed, marked with his handprints and hickeys, my pussy swollen and throbbing from how thoroughly he had used me. Elias didn’t look worried. He looked hungry. He stepped behind me, pressing his still-hard cock against my ass while his hand slid between my legs, pushing two fingers back into my dripping pussy.

The room was dimly lit, moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting silver across the massive bed where he’d fucked me so many times already. Elias stepped out of the shadows, completely naked. His cock was already hard — thick, long, and heavy, curving slightly upward with that fat, flushed head leaking a steady stream of precum down the veined shaft. His balls hung full and tight beneath it. Every inch of him radiated raw, dangerous power. He stalked toward me like a predator, eyes dark with obsession. “On the bed, Nova,” he ordered, voice low and rough. “On your back. Legs spread wide for me.”

He lowered it along with my underwear. "Take it off." He said, referring to my sports bra. I hurriedly pulled it off, throwing it on the floor. I stood before him, naked and under Elias's lustful watch. "Bend over." Elias demanded. I bent over, my hands finding the treadmill and using it as leverage. Elias got on his knees and licked a stripe over my pussy, making me moan. He did it again and again, licking at my pussy. I felt him sucking at my clit and then he was thrusting his tongue in and out of my pussy.

There was a collective sigh from several men and women in the room as he stretched his arms over his head. Unsurprisingly, he wasn’t wearing a shirt, only a pair of pants which hung low on his waist. The scent of sunlight and sex clung to the hard muscles lining his body, oozing from every flawless pore. His lips, plump and framed by a deep cupid’s bow, tipped up at the corners. There was a thud somewhere nearby. I was pretty sure someone just fainted. “Elias, what do I owe the pleasure?” While Azrael’s voice held only playfulness, I could feel the tension within his chest. It spanned down his arms to his hands which were rubbing small circles along my inner thigh.

he told her. He continued,” Elysium has felt different since you arrived. Everything feels more alive and more…ancient. Like there is old power coursing through here. Maybe it’s why I took notice of you when you arrived.” He said. Layla stared at him, thinking about what he had just said. So she wasn’t insane for feeling drawn to Theo. He had felt something like that too. But there felt as though there was more, more left unsaid. She could feel the tension now. She couldn’t pull her eyes away from his.

Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!” He pointed a high, magnificent floating isle where water sprang. They all looked up to it, slack-jawed and unable to speak. It was an amazing sight to look at. It almost reached the sky and the falling water appeared like angel’s wings. With the sight of the Virsathen, Ellaine remembered her dream. She once wanted to see it to know if it really was the same tree she dreamt about. Now she would finally find out. But if she did find it out, what would she do next?

"He's new, although I don't think he is going to have his job for very long." I can hear the jangle of Elise's golden bracelets as she draws her fingers up Isaiah's arm. "Kenna is pretty." "She's beautiful," Isaiah murmurs in reply. I can feel him looking at me, the heat of his gaze flushing my cheeks. Pressing my shoulders back, I smile tightly at Savea as she talks, doing anything to make it seem like I'm engaged in their conversation and not pressing my legs together at Isaiah's subtle compliment. "A nice distraction for you, I imagine," Elise responds. I almost grin. The art of building a not so precise trap to ensnare a distracted Alpha in.

His gaze narrowed, locking directly onto Elara. "Look at Little Red Riding Hood down there. She really looks striking with that ginger hair. Her face is incredibly attractive, even with those big black frames she's wearing." Marcus glanced down, his eyes narrowing. "So, you have already decided to make her your target?" Asher whispered back, a faint smile playing on his lips. "What target? Can't a guy just admire a pretty lady?" Down below, Elara kept her eyes glued forward, completely unaware of the conversation above.

Elias was still there, leaning against the railing in the moonlight, cock hard and out, slowly stroking himself as he watched me. “Took you long enough,” he muttered, grabbing me the second I stepped outside. He shoved the silk robe off my shoulders, leaving me completely naked under the night sky. “Did you let him cum inside you again?” “Yes,” I whispered, ashamed and so turned on I could barely stand. Elias’s eyes darkened with raw jealousy. He spun me around, bent me over the railing again, and kicked my legs apart. “Good,” he growled. “Now I’m going to fuck his cum right out of you.”

Elena lay unconscious on the ground between them, with her body still trembling weakly from Elias’s experiments. Elias waved a hand toward his reinforcements. Capture them alive,” he ordered with theatrical flourish. “Our new test subjects are ready, and these ones are bound to be…exceptional.” The circle tightened, and weapons were pointed even more dramatically. Damon braced himself, ready to launch at the first man who dared step closer. Pascal bared his teeth in warning. Then the world detonated…