Freya Allen Nudes Novels & Stories

Arriving back to plead innocent with her mate will not go well without underwear. Freya took a few steps back, allowing me to drink in her beauty. Curls rained down past her shoulder, her breasts full and curvaceous with raspberry pink, taut nipples aching to be teased. The in and out of her waist was followed by a torturously slow fall of her panties. “You’re made to be treasured, you know that Freya?” She blushed, tucking some curls behind her ear, I wasn’t hiding my arousal. My cock was rock solid, every pulse of my heart matched with a thudding hunger to be inside her.

Because for the first time in a long time I actually feel like myself, I feel sexy, I feel like a woman and he isn't going to rain on my parade. “If I were you brother, I would think long and hard about how you answer that question.” I hear Freya say from the other end of the hallway, she just stepped out of her room and she looks amazing. She has on a skintight black leather jumpsuit and she's put her hair up in a high ponytail and she also has minimal make up on but there's a bold red lipstick on her lips. “I was going to say you look amazing Lena.” Leo finally says but I'm pretty sure that wasn't going to be his first response.

The warm water beckons, but my mind is somewhere else entirely. I sink into the bath, letting the fragrance of the soap fill my senses. But no matter how much I try to clear my mind, her face keeps appearing. That smile. Those lips. Those damn eyes that burn with intensity. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'm screwed. I force myself out of the tub, drying off quickly. I step back into the room, and Freya is lying on the bed, completely naked. Her body is stunning, every curve perfectly placed... but there's nothing. No heat. No desire.

Her breasts looked like they’d spill out with the slightest touch, and my cock pulsed hard enough to ache. “Oh, god…” I muttered before I could stop myself. Freya tilted her head, her eyes narrowing as that smile crept across her lips. “What’s wrong, tutor? Cat got your tongue?” I gripped the arm of the couch tight, my control hanging by a single thread. Her body, her voice, even the p**n echoing in the background, it was all dragging me closer to the edge. Freya didn’t stop there. Her eyes locked on mine, daring me to look away, daring me to resist. With slow, deliberate movements, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, letting them fall careles

Freya then hooked her fingers into the waistband of the pajama bottoms and panties, yanking them down in one motion. Sophie was now completely naked on the church altar. Her smooth, innocent body was fully exposed now, small pink pussy, untouched and tightly closed, trembling thighs, and tear-streaked face. The sight made Azrael’s cock visibly throb inside his pants. “Hold her legs wide open for me,” he ordered Freya. Freya obeyed, gripping Sophie’s soft thighs and spreading them obscenely wide. Sophie’s virgin pussy was now completely on display in the house of God.

Artemis Pov Freya was fu-cking sexy in that dress she was wearing. No mate in his normal self would let such a hot and really sexy mate wander off alone but business called, and I had to pick up. Those damn meetings. Even as she walked away, my eyes lingered on her retreating form. As she trotted further from me, staring at the art work on the wall I couldn’t freaking tear my eyes from her. She was the art itself in this place to me. Her whole existence was art and a real masterpiece. Freya was beautiful, to me beautiful could not properly describe her. It was unfitting for her.

Or was it something deeper, maybe the bond we shared pulling at me, demanding I stop fighting it? I stormed back to the suite, pushing the door open with more force than intended. The sight that greeted me stopped me dead in my tracks. Freya stood in the middle of the sitting area, fresh out of the shower, completely naked. Water droplets glistened on her smooth skin, tracing paths down her shoulders, over the swell of her breasts and on her beautiful curve. Her hair hung wet and dripping water down her back. My breath caught, every rational thought fled. My cock hardened instantly at the sight of her like this; I stood frozen in the doorway, unable to look away.

Now, the memory of her bare skin against his made his pulse quicken. He turned, a quip about water temperature dying on his lips as he caught sight of Freya. She leaned against the doorframe, completely naked, her auburn pixie cut slightly mussed. Her panties and bra lay discarded on his bed behind her. "Fuck," Dan breathed, drinking in the sight of her. Freya's lips curved into a smirk. "That's the general idea, yes." Dan's eyes traced the lines of her athletic body, noting the light dusting of freckles across her shoulders. "You're gorgeous," he said, voice rough with desire.

She dropped it on the floor before slowly… removing her underwear. Yes, he had already seen her naked body, but he’d never get tired of looking, touching, and tasting. She was beautiful. She was perfect for him. Freya had a very slender waist, which he adored. Her skin was soft and had that healthy glow. She had well-curved hips and long legs. And her breasts were just the right size for him… because he had big hands. The shower door remained half-open, still concealing Kenneth’s lower body. Freya stood before Kenneth and swallowed air. She looked nervous, but… willing. And that was more than enough for him.

His eyes widened, and his breath seemed to stop for a moment, shocked by what he was seeing in front of him. If an ordinary person had a hormonal imbalance, they would probably have a face full of acne. Their skin would also be rough and carry a dark yellowish hue. However, perhaps it was because the blood of the Exorcist Dragons ran in Freya’s veins that such things did not happen to her. Instead, her skin was smooth and fair, and it looked like it could crack from a gust of wind. And those long legs soaked in water were just amazing. “Hey, have you seen enough? Can you start the treatment?” Freya was completely naked right now, in front of a man she had just met. She felt incredibly embarr