Katara Hot Novels & Stories

Before we start the journey of our lead, let's meet the people that will give us some fun. Also, I'll be using (') to indicate thoughts. KANATHA TRION Kanatha is also known as Gulf Lewis. A 19-year-old beautiful young man. His hair is long and really beautiful for a man. There's a reason behind his long hair that we will find out soon. He was born a Trion but his identity was snatched away from him because of a bad past that caused him to lose his true family. Secrets about himself will soon be revealed.

“And it’s a fire hazard if you’re using open flame candles.” “We’re using LEDs,” Katherine snapped. “I know my job.” “I’m sure you do,” Christian said. The double entendre hung in the air, heavy and wet. Eliana kicked me under the table. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. “Well,” Katherine said, standing up abruptly. “I need a refill. And some air. It’s suddenly very hot in here.” She grabbed her wine glass and marched toward the terrace doors. “Christian,” I said casually. “Secure the terrace, please. We can’t have Kat falling off the balcony.”

driving my heat all the way up into his— “Beta Commander, the usual blood-cuts?” Katy asked, her dry voice cutting straight through my explicit thoughts like a splash of river ice. Katy was a seasoned pack worker, her brown eyes carrying deep, dark rings from spending decades monitoring the fires, her cheeks hollowed out from age, and thick silver streaks running through her dark fur. She was wearing her standard pink and beige den apron, which hung loosely over her bony frame. I blinked, my jaw locking in sudden embarrassment. Even the old worker's haggard face couldn't kill the massive, agonizing erection throbbing hard against my leathers.

I reach under the table and rub my hands on Luka's thigh, hoping to calm him. "Just that my brothers and I have heard rumors about my son's so-called mate, rumors that she isn't fit to rule and doesn't know where she comes from or how much power she poses." "I study Katrina's powers myself." Luka states firmly, "While she might be an orphan, she exhibits excellent strength and has an Infiniti for all four kingdoms, plus angel given gifts. Katrina is more than fit to rule beside your son and his cousins. "You seem to be an advocate for dear Katrina, Luka." Hades states, an evil gleam in his eyes, "Do I need to report misconduct happening between you and a student of yours."

Having gotten the information she wanted, Amara turned to leave but the bodyguard respectfully called out to her. “Young miss, Miss Katerina has been a bit…erratic in her behavior these days, please don’t-“ “It’s alright,” The smile was back on Amara’s face once again, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’m just going over to say hello.” ~•~ By the pool side of the Crawford mansion, a beautiful girl in her mid twenties sat in a comfortable lounge chair, soaking in the sun. Dressed in a blue bikini and a large pair of sunglasses, Katerina had her long dark hair pulled up into a bun.

"I don't have any panties on, Cage." "Neither do I." "But you have underwear on, right?" "Yeah, but not panties." Kota laughed, then stood up so she could sit back down straddling her brother's lap. "Cage, I'm so mad." "Do you want to talk about it?" "No." Kota leaned forward and kissed Cage on the mouth then leaned away from him. "Why am I so horny lately?" Kota looked down at their laps, then back up at Cage. "Why are you so horny lately?" she asked Cage with a giggle.

I owe you what exactly? " I made you look extra hot yesterday. I mean you were already smoking but," She flips her hair over her shoulder. "You got a hot hoe makeover by mwah." My nose twitched at the name. "Hot hoe makeover?" Mira rolled her eyes. "Yes. Now keep shut and help me convince Katrina to help us get Kaleb back," she uttered while trying to keep up with Katrina. I let out a breath and followed them. I wanted nothing to do with Kaleb, but it would be suspicious if I didn't help her like I usually do.

Alfi replied awkwardly. “What if they get lost?” Katon asked in amazement. “At least, they are alive, right?” Alfi replied awkwardly. “Oh god sake!” Kartika sighed. “Hang on, do you guys think it’s getting hotter?” Indra asked. “Oh yeah, you are right, I feel scorched here,” Alfi replied. “Take off your jacket, Alfi! That what makes you feel so hot!” Kartika scolded him. “No. I did use my Iru to make my jacket feels cooler.” Alfi explained.

Then she placed it on the chair and turned towards us, chest heaving, eyes wide. Shit, this is hot. My tingling balls and lengthening dick reminded her that it was about to happen. We were so close and yet so far still. And slowly, Kara got into it. Wriggling slightly, Kara stepped out of her khakis. And slowly, like a dream sequence, her hot ass showed itself. Big and tasty. Round. Dimpled and gorgeous. A ripple of heat moved through my hands and fingers before traveling down to my dick.

It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.