Kira Kosarin Naked Novels & Stories

Kir has opened a locker and he’s watching me expectantly. "Everything off," he says. I blink at him, my body flushing hot and then cold. "Everything?" "Yes. Shoes, socks, jeans, shirt. Strip." I look toward the second curtain, from behind which I can hear the ambient noise of the club. "I thought I was wearing the collar." "Yes, Baby. You will keep the collar on," Kir explains calmly. "And the cage. Nothing else." My stomach drops. Sweat breaks out on the back of my neck. We discussed this. I told him I like being watched. But I’ve never been naked in a room full of strangers. Even last night, on the cross, I kept my jeans on.

’ he asked himself. His body had only just recovered when something hit him in the face, blocking his view. “Hey! Why did you…” Rex yelped, pulling Kiri's dress away from his face. The moment his eyes took in the view, his mouth dropped open. Kiri was already completely naked and was now helping Dilo disrobe, pulling her shirt over her head, smirking when turning her head to look at him. “What are you looking at?” Kiri smiled with a wink, “Don’t you have washing to do?”

What I saw made my blood run cold. A private message from an unknown number contained a single video thumbnail. The preview image was blurry but unmistakable: me, naked, straddling Damien on the massage table at the private spa, my head thrown back in ecstasy, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust up into me. The timestamp on the video was from our spa day. The message read: **Unknown:** You thought you could keep this hidden? The world deserves to see the real Kira Holt. Enjoy your fifteen minutes before I make it public. Tick tock.

future child. The cool night air was a welcome relief from the stuffy atmosphere of the main celebration. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my hand instinctively moving to rest on my stomach. "Well, well, well, look who's hiding out here all alone." My eyes snapped open at the familiar voice. Kira stood a few feet away, looking radiant in an expensive red gown that matched her position as Luna. Her brown eyes gleamed with malice. "Leave me alone, Kira," I said tiredly. "Haven't you taken enough from me already?"

I wasn’t starting to like this ass was I? “Is that what I look like when I’m thinking?” Ari joked. “You don’t look constipated though, you look like a cute librarian frowning. A cute and very naked librarian. You just need the glasses.” I saw his eyes go down again and linger on my breasts. “My eyes are up here.” I said, pointing to my face. “Goddess, you’re perfect, Kyra. I know I need to focus more on the inside, but it’s really hard when you’re standing in front of me naked. Your body is just as amazing as the rest of you.”

I am not scared but I am nervous that Sain will saw me holding a freaking gun. I am his innocent and fragile wife. I am not the strong and fearless Herravie Costello right now, I am Selena Asli Castania. I am a damsel in distress and Sain Czar Ildefonso is my knight in shining armor. I know it sound fucking annoying that I need to keep my identity as Selena even in this crucial moment, but what can I do? I can't ruined this mission.

“You said that I c-c-could stay...you said that I—” “You think I’d really give someone as weak as you the will to make their own choice? Look, your skin is still swollen and bruised from last night, even your nipples are still stiff, what did you think I bought you clothes for? I’m sure it was not for you to still walk around naked. Go get dressed, you look like a worthless whore.” Kiara looked down at herself, her hands clenching as she eased out of her seat. He was right, her nakedness made her own skin crawl, she was so disgusting now that mom and dad would hate to see her.

I swallowed back the sound, trying not to freak out and blow my cover. Kain’s hair was an absolute mess. There were claw scratches on his skin and I tried not to think about which girl had done it. He didn’t seem to care one bit that he was naked. I gulped heavily, unable to tear my eyes away from him. The sight might be horrific but it was also… uhmm… delighting. Kain’s naked body was art. He had bulging muscles in all the right places and his length, fuck! He was rock hard right now.

It was at this moment that Rara yearned for a chance to catch her breath, to gather her thoughts, but the intensity emitted by Killian's every move shattered any hope of peace. His nudity was not merely a state of undress but a revelation of danger and raw desire that seemed to emanate from within him. The sight of his raged bulging erection provocatively pressing against his stomach, reaching the contours of his navel, conveyed a primal force that sent shivers cascading down Rara's spine. The contrast between his dark, shielding hair and the piercing intensity of his gaze only heightened the enigmatic intrigue that seemed to envelop Killian.

There was a hint of a joke in her tone, but my mind didn’t take it that way. I took a long, appreciative sip of the coffee, letting the warmth spread down my throat, then set it on the nightstand as I stood up...completely naked. “Careful what you offer, sweetheart,” I drawled, my voice low and thick with hunger. “How does the idea of me ripping that sweet dress off your body sound?” Her gaze dropped. Then lifted. She didn’t blush. Of course not. Kira didn’t do shy. She did danger and bullets and vengeance.