Evol Lana Nude Novels & Stories

Lyne is not a kid and he is sure she knows exactly what she is talking about. "Wow! So deep in thought, you didn't know when I came in." He heard Luana call just as she showed up above him. He sat up on the edge of the bed with Luana sitting beside him. She looked and smelled fresh like she had just taken a shower and she was wearing a flimsy white tennis skirt and cropped white jacket that left her tummy bare and gave out the upper part of her cleavage. She let down her brown wavy hair curving her round face. She looked quite good but he had a lot on his mind to be admiring someone's sense of fashion.

He looked at the woman who would become the trophy, imagining the piece that would go with the bra. - "After today, I guarantee you deserve the trophy, my friend" Will muttered again through the headphones that everyone still wore. 🇧🇷 Evans and Lana walked slowly to the Lamborghini in the parking lot while talking about private business. Lora was away, giving them both privacy. She still felt her body warm from Evans' hands, which, at that moment, were gripping her bra. - "So I need to make reservations for Sunday?" Lana asked. She, alongside her boss, seemed like the perfect escort. Not that she didn't want such a post, but she couldn't wish for what she wouldn't have.

Lana is beautiful, and I wouldn’t deny it. It’s not only her face but also her body. She was wearing a simple red one-shoulder dress that not only matches her hair but also complements her light green eyes. Her single golden strapped stilettos completed the whole ensemble.

Finally, she finished my hair again, then stepped back to admire her work. “There. Perfect. Now the outfit.” I stood and began unbuttoning my shirt. Lena immediately spun around, her back to me. “What are you doing?” “Changing?” “Not in front of me! I’m already dressed, you menace.” I laughed, low and deliberate. “You’ve seen me shirtless before.” “That’s different. I’m ovulating—you don’t want me to get naked and naughty, do you?” She made a frustrated sound. “Just change. I’ll turn around. Don’t take too long.” I froze, trying to process everything at once. Ovulating. Naked and naughty. Hell yeah....

Lana was right there, her fangs so long that drool dripped from it, her toe nails even grew two inches longer and her fingernails could be mistaken for Talons. Her claws had a purple gleam all around the edges, sparking without even contact. Logan was right next to her, his small face filled with seriousness as he checked round Lana. As for Leo, he was currently providing backup to Jade who had her hands on Ann's head. Jade's hair had turned white, similar to the hair color that he was now, her eyes shone like the bright sun itself. Golden liquid dripped from her nose, her eyes and her ears as she stubbornly held on to Ann.

Scar said with a straight face. "I know that, silly! Just gimme the girl and let me make her fabulous!" Lani smiled in the mirror as she smoothed out the dress Eve had given her. It was a gorgeous, white, knee-length, backless dress with black flowers around the bust of it. It was plain and simple and Lani couldn't think of anything that'd suit her better. Scar had been right, the dresses Eve made for the pageant were much too extravagant and full of glitter, something Lani loathed - to say the least. But, the dress Eve had presented her was exactly what she wanted.

I whisper into her ear again before finding the zipper of her pants but she immediately stops me. “I can’t… my fiancé.. “I am not going to have sex with you without your permission, purple” I tell her in all sincerity, “I am only going to make your wildest fantasy come through. Trust me” She relaxes again and I continue my journey. I slowly pull down her zipper and watch the pants slide down her body leaving her almost bare for my eyes to savor. Ayana has the body of a fucking goddess. Thick and thin the right places. Fuck, I want all of her, every single part of her that I can lay my hands on.

“She was… quite particular about it.” Clearway laid out the rest: Fresh linens. White. Soft. A pale blue gown with silver thread at the seams. A thick, wool-lined robe - heavier than anything slaves were given. Clean undergarments, delicate and untouched by wear. “We washed your bedding,” Clearway said. “The Luna requested only the best materials.” “She said you’re to have nothing coarse against your skin today,” Waters added gently. My throat tightened. Clearway poured the tea and held it out with both hands, waiting patiently until I could lift mine.

“No. That’s evolving.” The connection inside me reacted strongly to that word. Evolving. I felt it clearly. The connection liked that idea. And that terrified me badly. “No,” I whispered quickly. “I’m not becoming like you.” Elira slowly stepped closer to me, careful not to move too fast. “You don’t have to become me,” she said softly. “But you are going to become something.” My chest tightened again because she was right. Change was already happening inside me. I could not stop it anymore.

Lana reached up and roughed her fingers through Noah's hair, causing him to jerk his head away. “Hey, easy on the hair! It took me forever to wake up just right. It's not every morning I can roll out of bed and have perfect bead head!” Noah smirked as he shook his head, messing it up a little more. “Your hair smells amazing! It's so fruity!” Noah said as he tried to lean forward again to sniff her hair. Lana laughed as she reached up and pressed her fingers against his forehead, pushing his face away from her hair. “It's red dragon's breath. It's a fruit that grows on our island. I add it to my soap and shampoo for fragrance when I make it. It's my favorite!”