Jaz Sinclair Nudes Novels & Stories

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

I can’t think about them like this. A soft knock sounded on the guest room door. My heart raced. Seth was still snoring. “Who… who is it?” I whispered. The door opened slowly. Sinclair and Cane stepped inside, closing it behind them. Both were shirtless, their powerful bodies illuminated by the moonlight. Sinclair’s eyes immediately dropped to my disheveled nightdress and the wet spot on the sheets. “We heard you, Jessica,” Sinclair said, his deep voice low and authoritative. “Moaning our names while you played with that needy little pussy right next to your husband.”

What if Jonathan tries attacking you? Scarlet: It’s fine. I will just lay here, half naked in a string bikini. Letting the rays of the sun touch my exposed skin. Me: Damn woman! Don’t be showing all the guys your skin! Scarlet: (sends a picture of her rounded stomach and silky legs with a little water on them) It feels so nice on my skin. Too bad it’s not your hand. Me: Just wait till I get home… You will be wishing you didn’t send that.

Due to how thin her pajamas are, I can see her hard nipples poking at the surface, begging to be sucked and nibbled on. “Marinette wouldn't mind.” She says, voice muffled, eyes rolling backwards. To give her the satisfaction she needs, I drag Jaz up, pin her against the Island, then pull her pants out of the way. She moans. Groans as I slap her red ass. I can already smell her arousal. She's wet, dripping even. “Fuck me hard already.” Jaz yells, getting in a better position. But I hesitate. I shouldn't be doing this.

I growl and suddenly I saw one of the cars that Rayvan came with that hadn't opened since it arrived, the door spur up and alpha Zarin came out and lunch himself towards Jena. I knew it was her nudity that attracted him, she wasn't in her heat but her nudity could attract a male without even the heat. "Jena..." I called in Frustration, I heard Todd chuckle in my head, 'Getting irritated that she is not thinking of covering herself?' he teased me over the mind-link, and I ignored him. While I focus on Jena, she dances away from Zarin's attack. Throwing him her first kick which landed on his jawbone, he staggered behind, before he smirked.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.