Keira Grant Nude Novels & Stories

Rita quickly grabbed the dagger in her boots and turned around holding the dagger out. "Kwan?" A smile curved his lips. "You really need to relax. Not everyone is out to kill you." He said taking a few steps closer. "What... are.... you doing here?" She asked nervously as she realized he was almost naked. Reilla swallowed as her gaze traveled along his fascinating physique. She had never seen this much of a male body before. He was wearing a piece of white clothes that hung low on his hips and covered only half his thighs. Water dripped from his wet hair and down on a chiseled chest and perfectly sculpted abdominals. His pale skin glistened from the water drops that covered his whole body.

“Can we? Can we do a video call?” “Of course.” Bryce pulled out his phone and tapped her number. As it rang, Keira climbed into his lap, her little hands clasped tightly in anticipation. The screen finally lit up, and then Kimberly’s face appeared. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, her face makeup-free. She looked like she’d just gotten out of the shower... but she also looked tired. Worn down in a way that made Bryce’s chest tighten for reasons he didn’t want to examine.

Notifications stacked up like a goddamn storm warning. Some group chat. Kayla’s friends. [New Video: “LMAO our girl’s slaying”] [Kayla’s going global] I should’ve deleted it. Instead, I tapped. The screen lit up and my world broke. Kayla. Half-naked. Lying on a sunbed near some kind of pool cabana. Bikini top flung off to the side. Legs spread wide. One man between them, thrusting deep and hard. She was moaning like a pornstar. Loud, unfiltered and completely consumed.

"The other weapons on your person. Show me how to dress you." She turned to him with only a pencil skirt and underwear on, took his hands and showed him where all the weapons on her body were hidden, before letting him place the ones she'd yet to hide. Keira took an age to get dressed because of this extra admin. Aaron had watched her do it herself many times, but she'd never let him help her before. Didn't let him undress her either because she was afraid he'd accidentally get hurt. This was an extremely personal process for her. Maybe it wasn't I love you or a proposal, but it was something. It meant they were in this together, even if it wasn't going to be just them anymore. When he was d

Grace had expected Alpha Nelson Divine to clear the rumors. Surely, a man of his influence wouldn’t let such nonsense spiral out of control? But life, as usual, had other plans. Her face was everywhere. The photo was so clear that even if she tried to deny it, no one would believe her. The close-up captured every detail—her tangled hair, the blanket hastily draped around her shoulders, her bare skin peeking through. She was unmistakable. “Wow, Grace. I never knew you were such a big shot.” Kiana’s voice carried both awe and teasing.

I stood there naked, dick hard and leaking, chest heaving. Kiera’s gaze raked over me like I was meat. She licked her lips. “On the bed. Face down. Ass up.” I scrambled to obey, knees sinking into the mattress, face pressed to my own pillow. She was behind me in seconds, rough hands spreading my cheeks wide. “Look at this pretty little hole,” she purred. “Never been touched, has it? Bet it’s been clenching every time you think about me.” I buried my face deeper, mortified and aching.

I propped the phone against a throw pillow, hit record, and let the camera watch as I dragged the shirt up inch by inch, revealing my bare tits, hard nipples, the curve of my waist, until the fabric cleared my head and I sat there completely naked. I clicked send. After thirty seconds of silence, that felt like hours. @sinnernextdoor: Spread your legs, pretty girl. Show me what’s already mine tonight. I obeyed, knees falling open, angling the phone between my thighs so he got the full, shameless view of my soaked pussy. Sent. His reply was a voice note, low and dark. @sinnernextdoor: (voice note) “Fuck, Kiera… look at that perfect little cunt glistening for a man you’ve never even met.

Jake explained. "I don't care. I don't want another female to see you naked." Rae huffed. "Baby it’s not like that." Jake denied. "Really? Ok fine. I'm going to walk around the house nude in front of the guys. And that shouldn't bother you right? Since you're all used to it? Having the guys see my nude body means nothing right?" Rae demanded. "Yes please." Kile replied. ——Punch——

I need a serious word with him; he can’t just keep vanishing like this. She shakes her head. “Not exactly.” Pointing to the computer, she indicates I need to come look, so I get up, following her to the desk, where she quickly writes something. A tabloid article with a big picture pops up. “It already got over a million likes,” she says, sounding unsure of how she should react. “Yeah, I can see that.” I look at the screen. The headline reads ‘Elijah Grant and Nina Blake expose all,’ and the picture shows them both as naked as the day they were born, standing in a small forest stream. “Try calling him again.”

I bit down my lips as his hand getting lower and lower until he was so close to my core. My whole body shuddered as his hand trailed up my hips to the zipper of my skirt. I didn't even get the chance to protest before he was unzipping the fabric. The skirt lossened, and it goes down leaving me in nothing but my underwear. I pulled away from Gray's chest to peer into his eyes.