Jenna Wolfe Nude Novels & Stories

She walks over to me, and I sit back opening my arms as she crawled to sit on my lap. “How is she?” I ask Jenna as I kissed her neck slowly. Jenna moans as she leans into me further enjoying the moment. Taking a deep breath, Jenna says, “She has been physically abused. Her body is covered in scars. She was deprived of food, so she is malnourished and severely dehydrated. The effects of the wolfsbane in her system for what looks like it could have been a month or more has impacted her wolf, which is why she has not been healing. I am scared for her, and for Jack,” Jenna concludes.

“You wanna bet?” “Uh, no, of course not.” Jenna looked sideways, and then I backed up a little, hiding myself properly behind the tree, hoping she didn't see me. “Meet you at the finish line,” I heard Jenna say quickly, and my head flew up and out of the tree. What I witnessed next was what I never thought I would. Jenna sprinted headfirst into the woods, and I watched Ophelia's body charged and contorted. In an instant, the girl's small physique shifted into a large wolf—not just any wolf, but a silver one.

Rage seared through him and his eyes mirrored his rage. Several men were about to carry Jenna into their private room. Jenna was drunk and her face was flushed. Her head was against the table and her beautiful hair covered her face. D*mn it, the top part of her shirt was ripped open and her clavicle was exposed. Although it did not expose her chest, what was beyond her clavicle was far more interesting. Any man would want to tear off her clothes and have a look at what lay beneath the shirt she was wearing.

He pulled his cock out of his pants and began to stroke himself in earnest as he watched the two women. Jenna took turns between suckling on and licking Aislinn's clit. The more Aislinn wriggled to escape the more delight Rafe took in watching. Aislinn fought to control herself and not let Rafe take any more from her. Her mind reeled with the tormenting sensations that Jenna was causing. Aislinn wondered if things like this were what she had blocked out of her mind and never managed to remember from the last time she was with Rafe.

Jenna can no longer stand it. Observing and appreciating his stunning features did not even alleviate the problems. After what Fiona had told her, she even committed the grave error of having further intercourse with him. This will just make her situation worse overall. How in the world is she still here? Is not her life at grave risk if Fiona intervenes and finds out that she has to expose her body to him despite what she had just said?

My heart refused to trust my ears and I dared to peek inside the bedroom. "Oh my, someone pinch me or slap me hard as it's hard to believe that you remember it." It felt as if hot oil was thrown into my eyes as I caught the sight of shirtless Alpha Zach sitting up straight before a mountain of pillows while an overexcited Jenna moved about the room with wide surprised eyes. What's more, she was in the tiniest jeans shorts I have seen her wearing. It left her long legs (longer than mine) at full view. It was matched with a short top, a crop top exposing her white creamy belly and left shoulder as the sleeve was pulled down.

She has changed her clothes with light blue culottes and a white crop top. "Because you look fine, so I can go out!" Jenna said to Adam, who had just finished taking a shower. Adam glanced at Jenna, assessing the woman from head to toe. Brunette brown hair, dark brown eyes, sharp nose, sensual lips, neat white teeth, 170 cm tall, approx 49 or 50 kg, glowing skin. "Not bad," thought Adam. "Do you want to be my wife?" asked Adam suddenly, making Jenna almost apply her lip cream to part of her face. She cursed a little then wiped her right cheek which was smeared with lip cream, while wiping it she turned her head to look at Adam with a frown.

She was so emerced in her thoughts that she did not notice that the wolf in human clothes had already teared up her clothes. She was back to her senses when a sharp pain shoot up from her lower body. Jennet gasped in pain and breath heavily. Her inner vaginal walls relaxed when he thrust her more and more. Soon pain was replaced with pleasure and a heavenly feeling aroused in her heart. She was fucked by many men especially old geezers. But there 2 inch dicks did not give her pleasure like Damien did. "Ah...mm... Damien please." Jennet moaned in pleasure and begged for more.

My craving for her should’ve consumed me – it was in my nature to want to taste her – but my desire to make things right with her overpowered every other lustful craving. “What happened to her?” Corrine asked. I ignored the witch and flipped Sofia’s motionless body over so that she was lying face down on the bed. She made no attempts to stop me when I began ripping the back of her dress open. The sight of her back was revolting to look at. Vampire claws ran the length of her back with deep cuts. I wondered to myself how someone as fragile as her could sustain such a wound without complaining about the pain. “Who did this to you, Sofia? Who killed Gwen?!”