Kiara Moon Nude Novels & Stories

With that, she slowly got to her feet and focused her attention on Cain, who was still trying to weasel his way out of the situation. "Don't be scared, Cain," she murmured in his ear with an eerily gentle tone. "Let's go together." "Huh? Go where? Kia, where are you taking me?" Instead of answering, Kiara suddenly rammed into Cain's midsection and took him along with her as she charged straight for the edge of the deck. "Ah! Kiara Sommer, you crazy bitch! Let me go!" Following a despairing scream, the two of them flipped over the railing and plummeted straight into the dark waters of the ocean below.

Aurelian’s breath had already shifted, his chest rising faster without his permission. Tavian’s eyes locked onto his. “Come here. Come taste it.” “Oh, oh, oh.” Kira’s voice was practically vibrating inside Aurelian’s head. “Three mates. Three. This is genuinely the Moon Goddess’s greatest work. What are you waiting for?” Aurelian’s legs moved before the decision reached his brain. He crossed the room and stopped in front of Tavian, close enough that the heat between them was immediate. Tavian looked down. “Already hard.” He clicked his tongue. “And we barely started.”

Later that night. I crept toward the Moon Shrine, guided by my wolf’s sense. The crypts beneath had long been sealed, but I knew a back way. A crawlspace through the old roots. My fingers bled by the time I made it through. And I heard them. Whispers. Breathing. I peeked past the stone grate… Kael. And Celina. She was curled beside him, his arms around her. Protecting her like she was fragile porcelain instead of the poison wrapped in silk.

But when my eyes lift to the table itself, the scene that greets me is nothing like what I’d imagined. Shane and Ivy, both naked, are pinned against the surface. Her legs are locked tightly around him with her fingers buried in his hair. Still rooted to the door, I watch him thrust into her with rough, heavy grunts, the table shaking violently with every swing of his hips.

He drops a newspaper onto Adrian’s desk. He hands me a copy too. I skim the headline, thinking it's another useless gossip column. But then I see it: HEADLINE: Formerly Revered Moonridge Pack Luna Unmasked in a Scandalous Revelation! My stomach churns. The article is venom. Drenched in half-truths and outright lies. "Alaina Meyers, once hailed as a noble Luna under Alpha Cole, has been exposed in a whirlwind of disgrace."

Kiara’s POV I watched as the day turned into noon, and noon turned into night, with the full moon flowing in all its glory, unshaken by the sight of anyone. Earlier today, I was forced to take a milk bath to prepare myself for Jason. He demanded that my skin be as silky as satin when he wants to mate with me. The thought of Jason being so hellbent and serious about taking me as his mate seemed like a joke. He rejected me in the past but wants me now because I have powers—he was here for nothing but his selfishness and greed.

The only present that I could afford for her was this handmade pendant that was her name molded with metal wire, with a rose quartz shaped as a crescent Moon, fixed on the top of her name's last 'A'. Entering through the main gate, I made my way towards the garden when someone pulled my hair harshly and yanked it, causing me to fall on my back. I hissed in pain, rubbing my back. Neither I have to look up to know who that motherfucker is nor I have to tell you. "Get up, you useless piece of shit!" Her voice was filled with annoyance and extreme anger. Taking the support of the ground, I forced myself to get up to just be pushed against a wall by Mara, her canines extended. Her free hand quick

she chirped. Across the aisle, a lady shot Kiara a disapproving look. I wasn’t sure whether the target of her disapproval was Kiara's wide curls, the mini dress she wore, or the unapologetic selfie she was attempting to take, or the volume with which she’d just said the phrase warm nuts. Adopting my haughtiest look, I leaned toward Kiara and raised my warm nuts high. Kiara giggled, laid her head on my shoulder, and snapped the pic.

Kiara was hesitant as she began to brush my hair again, long gentle strokes that she made sure stayed clear of the silver chain around my next. “What do you want to know?” Kiara asked hesitantly. “Well, how about we start with how old you are?” “sixt-, I mean fifteen. My birthday is on the new moon.” “The new moon… that is in what? Two weeks? “Ten days.” I had forgotten how much time had passed while on the trail. “You know, my birthday was just a few days ago?” “Really?” she seemed really excited about this. “Do you remember anything special happening a few days ago?”