June Lockhart Naked Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry. I really wasn’t eavesdropping. I was just passing by and lost my way back to my dorm room.” “Oh, it’s okay. It’s our first day, after all.” She takes a short pause and finally speaks again to make our conversation less awkward. “I’m June. June Liester.” She extends her hand for a brief shake. “I’m Hailey Lockwood.” “Lockwood?” She pauses and widens her eyes a bit. It was a little uneasy to watch everyone going on like this. I really didn’t know the reason behind their shocking views on my name. And honestly, I don’t know if I wanted to hear the stories myself.

Jack was between her legs, smashing the heck out of her, and she was lying down naked with only a hijab over her head and her legs spread wide. I would have argued if I had been told that this little girl would be able to gather a dvvk that was as large as Jack's. From my vantage point, I could see how Jack's dvvk was clearly p€netrating her c00chie. I could tell how soaked her c00chie was and how Jack's dvvk was covered in her juice. From this scene in front of me, I felt my p@nty becoming wet. I glanced about and noticed that one side of the room was covered with her tray loaded with groundnuts.

"She said shaking her head. I didn't know what the big deal was nudity wasn't a big deal to us because we get naked to shift so the naked body is natural to us. But humans don't think that way which was stupid because you're born in your naturalist form so why hide or be ashamed. Shaking my head. "Either you going in naked or fully clothe is your choice." I said crossing my arms waiting for her to make the decision. My wolf is already clawing at me with the excitement of having her back in our arms. He has been unbearable these last few days with wanting to be near her. Even with me calling every hour to see if she was ok wasn't enough to satisfy Maka in the least. Not to mention his behavi

His casual long-sleeved cotton top and tracksuit bottom seemed incongruous next to Lewis's nakedness, but almost as soon as he was in the room he stripped them off to reveal his naked chest, covered in tight fair curls, and beneath his trousers he was wearing a pair of tight-fitting black briefs. ‘You look very attractive, Harriet,’ said Rowena huskily. Lewis’s hands tightened round Harriet so that his wife could examine her at her leisure. Harriet tensed against him. This wasn’t what she’d expected. She’d thought that Rowena and Chris would simply watch, not touch her themselves.

The Luna's sharp glare made me shut up and rearrange my thoughts. Looking down on my socked feet, I said, "I saw a guy and a girl naked...at La Stanza Nera." I didn't know why I added the last part. It was a dire mistake that would land me in trouble, no doubts. Oh, how I'd blown this up. How had gotten Mamma and I into trouble? "A naked guy, you say," the Luna sighed. "Describe him." What? I whipped my head at her. Her deadpanned expression pinched me harder. I pursed my lips. "Uhm...he, uh. He's uhm, dark-haired. Muscled, uhm...has a, uh, wolf tattoo on his arm."

It's fucking Jake. |Forgive me for Natasha, man. I was drunk. It meant nothing| My teeth grind so hard the muscle in my jaw ticks. He is pathetic. I almost tap back something vicious—then my gaze lifts, and freezes as I see June standing too close to Mercer—the new Assistant Head of HR. His hand hovers over her hair, brushing something off. I want to look away, but then her eyes snap up, locking onto mine, wide and somewhat guilty. Something ugly sparks low in my gut. I scoff inwardly. She's already fluttering around another man? She's real smart. It's safer for her, because betting on me would ruin her, so she better puts her wide eyes on him instead of me.

There is a beautiful, terrifying harmony in the way she occupies the space, her presence expanding until it feels like she is the only thing that matters in this clearing. She moves with a speed that the human eye can barely track. One of the men stands in front of Hayden, trying to act as a shield, but June treats him like a minor inconvenience. She reaches out and grabs his arm with a grip that turns his bones to powder instantly. I hear the sickening crunch of his wrist snapping, a sound that is music to my ears. Without a single blink of hesitation, she yanks the limb away from his body. It is a display of pure, inhuman strength. She tosses the severed remains aside like a piece of disca

Ava in a long coat and boots, laughing beside a group of elementary school kids. June shut the laptop. She stood and walked over to the mirror, tying her robe tighter around her waist. Her reflection stared back…messy hair, a thin silk strap falling off one shoulder, lips still stained with the gloss she wore to meet Alexander. Her skin tingled when she remembered how close she’d been to him. How warm he felt. How big his hands were. There was no way that man was truly satisfied. Not with that. Ava might’ve had a sweet little heart and a pretty face, but June knew how the world worked. She knew what men like Alexander needed. Fire. Passion. A match…not a doormat.

"But I couldn't not look at her now. She hadn't a stitch on, and though she was still tiny, I could see that she wasn't no little girl. Her hair was all down from this bun what she usually wore it in, long and silky and black." "She was with your brothers, both of your brothers?" Emma asked, seeing Lu Win perfectly well in that mind's eye, too. Jake nodded. "Bennett, he was standin' behind her like, just as naked as she was, kinda holdin' her up with his arms hooked under hers and his hands … well, busy with her, up top, you know. Her head was on his shoulder and her neck bent around so's she could kiss him. And Cal, he was down on his knees, just there on the bricks, him naked too. You sure

Music that pulsed like a heartbeat you could dance on top of. Men lounged like wolves in silk suits. Naked girls spun around poles and straddled laps. Their lingerie was barely there—heart-shaped stickers that covered only their nipples, and matching panties that only bothered to cover the front. Just enough for illusion. Just enough for power. I’d been to parties. I hadn’t been to clubs. Jake and I just never ventured into that area. This wasn’t a bucket-list experience. This was a burial. A beautiful blonde server stopped in front of us, tray glittering with flaming cocktails. Literally. One of the glasses had smoke curling off the top. She was naked except for the hearts pasted over her n