Isla-moon Nude Novels & Stories

Selena sighed, running her hand through her hair and checking the time. It was two o’clock in the morning. The rain was still so violent. And there were bright flashes of lightning every few minutes. This would have been a great night to sleep, but there she was, being a watchman. She glanced up at the camera and the red light stared right back at her. Then she proceeded to lie down again, praying that she would be able to fall asleep. She really wanted to, and as if the Moon goddess herself had answered, the omega was able to slip away in unconsciousness in just five minutes.

My cock had been hard for hours just thinking about it. When I stepped into the gym and locked the door, Isabella was already waiting. She wore a short silk robe that barely reached mid-thigh. The moment the lock clicked, she let the robe fall open, revealing her completely naked body underneath. Her full breasts, toned waist, and smooth, glistening pussy were on full display. “Lock it again,” she said softly, her voice already husky. “Tonight, there are no interruptions. No holding back.” I turned the lock and walked toward her. She met me halfway, pressing her bare body against mine. Her hard nipples brushed my chest as she kissed me deeply, her tongue sliding against mine with slow hunger

MENODORA’S POV “What did he mean by the moon makes no mistakes?" My head spins from the pressure of trying to understand what his words mean. "The same moon that rejected me?! The same moon that never once spoke to me in my years of isolation?! Who is she to judge me now?!” Those are the words I want to scream in their faces, to scream at the moon, but I bite my tongue so hard, I taste the coppery tang of blood in my mouth and I hold my peace.

CHAPTER TWO: ELARA "We need to talk." I laughed. The sound came out wrong. Broken. Nadia didn’t even pull the sheet up to cover herself. Like modesty didn’t even matter now. I couldn’t believe I was looking at my Bay sister’s legs spread wide up, naked. Ethan didn't move. He just sat there, naked, his dick still hard in my face, with my sister in the bed I paid for. "Get out," he said.

Isabella stepped inside like a shadow given life. She closed the door behind her with a soft click. She wore only a tiny black silk robe that barely reached the top of her thighs. The moonlight caught the curves of her body as she let the robe slip from her shoulders and fall silently to the floor. She stood there completely naked. Her full heavy breasts rose and fell with every breath. Her nipples were already tight and begging. The smooth bare skin between her thighs glistened with wetness. My cock hardened instantly. Throbbing. Aching. Ready.

She looked towards Nathan who nodded subtly. I was about to speak again when my phone vibrated. A message popped up saying, "I hope you like what you see", with an image attached to it. I quickly opened the message and I almost dropped my phone in shock. It was an image of Lola tied up with no clothes on, she had nothing on her and her whole body was on display. Another message came in and I read it almost immediately. "Isn't she so pretty? I can't wait for her to be awake so that I can have my way with her the way I want. I'm sure you'll want videos of your mate moaning my name in pleasure", the message read.

Uno simply held Manuela's hand as she still couldn't understand his reasons for going to the island. After a while, someone entered the deck and removed Uno and Manuela's blindfolds. "We've arrived at Isla Paraiso. I'll just remind you, Urquio, you arrived at the island at night, so cover your wife's eyes because she might see a lot on the island. But if you prefer her to watch a live show, let her eyes be op—" "—My wife doesn't need to see a naked man when she has me, Ibarra. Thank you for your fucking reminders," Uno snapped plainly, pulling Manuela out of the yacht.

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

She motions me up, shaking her head. “That will not be necessary, but I need you to understand.” And with that she waves her hand so a medium size ball of light flows to me. I gasp when I see who it is - Isabella and Luna Michelle. “But that’s impossible. She’s dead.” The moon goddess shakes her head again and then puts a finger to her mouth indicating for me to keep quiet.