Katherine Devlin Nude Novels & Stories

"Because this story is trending throughout all wolf territories right now. Everyone is talking about how Richard Moonstone has been sleeping with his stepdaughter." Katherine's face had drained of color, her eyes fixed on the damning image. Behind her, Victoria had gone completely still, the reality of their exposure finally sinking in. "Perhaps you'd like to see the video version?" I offered, taking my phone back and quickly sending the file to Katherine's device. Her phone chimed with the incoming message. With trembling fingers, she opened it, unmistakable sounds immediately filling the room before she frantically muted her device. "Richard would never..." she began, but her voice faltere

Deluca, who had heard the shout, immediately rushed in with a panicked look on his face. "What is going on here?" He demanded to know, directly heading for Nora. Katherine's eyes landed on Nora who was now writhing on the bed, as she struggled to wake up. "No! No! Leave me alone! Leave me alone!" Nora cried out from inside her sleep. "What is going on? What did you do to her?!" Deluca barked fiercely at Katherine who was watching the whole situation play out with a frown on her face. "There seems to be some kind of powerful force hidden inside her body," Katherine spoke up slowly after a few seconds.

Her mate, Leroy stood by the door holding a black suitcase with his jaw hanging loose with shock. Nathan was a few steps ahead of him and he turned to Leroy with a concerned look, "I can explain-" Explain why his mate was naked, her boobs on display and her pussy too or explain why that bitch stood before his naked mate and just slapped her? Whichever one it was, Leroy was filled with rage as he glared at Katherine who now trembled and staggered back. "You're fucking dead.”

he chokes with a red face and when I turn around, I see the faces of all the vamps in my club, including Valentine, who’s pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head. “Surprise, I guess?” Church chuckles while drinking straight out of a bottle of bourbon. “Fuck, you guys were right, he hates surprises,” Katherine’s voice comes from behind Church and when she steps out dressed in a black Devil’s Void shirt, a pair of tight leather shorts, and Fuck Me heels, I nearly lose it. I haven’t seen her in two weeks, and now just standing there with a light smile on her face causes my undead heart to stutter. Fuck, she’s beautiful, but even more beautiful wearing my club colors.

“Thank you.” “No thanks needed,” I said. “I think she’s in heat. Why don’t I leave this space for you two to enjoy yourselves?” “That’s—” “Do you have a problem with that?” I interrupted him. He shook his head. “No, I’ll do as you said.” “And you know what to do after,” I said to which he nodded. Katherine was pulled by the hair to the centre of the room with her clothes taken off. Her ex was attracted to men and so he only got satisfaction from beating up women. Not sex. Too bad.

He was looking, the graceful devil. He stormed out from the chair and headed to exit the party. But a soft hand stopped him by holding his wrist. Slowly, the hands started roaming on his back. Immediately, he whirled with anger and found Katherine was standing behind him. He even didn't notice her presence at the party. And here she is seducing him. He rolled his eyes. Liam glanced at her tip to toe. She was in a black off-shoulder gown. But her cleavage was exposed completely. Her dress hardly covered her breasts. Though the gown was ankle length, but the cut in the bottom exposed her thighs as well. Her back was completely bare.

But she could never make him feel what Devyn did when she swayed her hips. Then she undid the lace in front of her top, and her gorgeous tits spilled out for every salivating asshole in the club. This pissed him off for reasons he could not explain. She was a stripper; it required her to strip naked, but Kieran didn’t want anyone to see her like this. It pissed him off.

Well, that would just be a very satisfying bonus. ~~~ I make my way to see Hunter at his hotel suite. The door swings open before I can knock twice. Delilah’s standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a silk robe and a pair of panties. And of course, she’s braless. Her entire chest is on display. “Knox,” she says. “Delilah. I’m here to see Hunter. He told me he’s in.” She leans against the frame, the robe gaping open. “I’ll only let you in if you say the right words.”

But my expression shifted instantly into a cold, dangerous glare. “I am still the daughter of Vladimir Devali — and who are you?” I asked, stepping closer. “Just another elite guard, nothing more.” Before she could answer, I kicked her square in the jaw. She stumbled backward and fell onto the sofa, clutching her now‑crooked nose. “Speak to me with disrespect one more time, and I will feed you to the sharks.” I pulled a dagger from behind my back and drove it hard into the cushion right beside her thigh. She screamed as the blade sank deep into the fabric. None of the other guards dared move — they were clearly terrified.

Rexton's POV. The gift given by Delvia was dozens of photos, but they were not ordinary photos but sexy photos of her and she was not wearing anything. Delvia was really crazy even though the photos were pretty good, like they were done in a studio. If she took a photo in the studio, that means she was naked in front of the photographer, I really can't imagine what happened after that. I couldn't stand looking at the photos, I immediately put them all back in the packaging and temporarily stored them in a drawer. If I meet her again, I will return it to her.