Lana Lang Nude Novels & Stories

She folds her arms and sits on my bed " You shouldn't have done that". She crosses her leg showing off her sexy light skinned laps, she had on bum short with a big white Tshirt. Lana is mixed, and she's very beautiful, she has beautiful brown eyes, black curly hair that brings out her tone, and her very pink lips. She's very curvy, has the perfect size boobs and a big butt, Theres no straight man that wouldn't find her attractive. "Alright I'll behave, wouldn't want to get my boo upset".

I raced out of the palace, all the way deep down into the forest, out of hearing from anyone, and let out an earth-shuddering growl. "Elodie." "MY ELODIE..." I growled. When I saw her standing there in that lingerie that barely covered anything, my sense of reasoning went off. The sight of her pale glowing skin, her tantalizing peaks begging to be touched, her soft plump lips begging to be kissed, her blue charming eyes daring me to come closer, her long soft hair that dangled dangerously down her big round ass—every detail of her curves, every single thing about her was driving me nuts.

Having her stroke my cock like that was sensational but the look in her eyes as she met my gaze told me that she had something far better in store for me. Lana got off the couch quite suddenly, then she unzipped her catsuit and stepped out of it, revealing a body that fit the description of a goddess. Her fleshy, teardrop breasts stood firm on her chest and her rosy pink nipples made my mouth water. The shape of her body was nothing but perfect. Biting her lower lip, she cupped her breasts in her hand, fondling them in gentle, circular motions. The sight of her caressing her breasts like that was so mesmerizing that I found myself unable to look elsewhere.

"Danika, this is only a screening. Hundreds have been interviewed but only ten will be chosen as final candidates for the Luna Trials. I will ask you a couple of questions about yourself, then we will proceed to the final question." I nodded my head in understanding. I couldn't help it but I keep on glancing at the camera set up directly in front, filming the whole thing. Why is there a camera in here? Are they broadcasting this interview on national TV? I doubt it. If hundreds have applied, I would think there is only one person watching these interviews - The Lycan King.

Being able to wash up after working on her house seemed only fair. Not wanting to make the situation worse, I tried to push aside the thoughts of Lana naked in the very place I was standing. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do as my body was betraying me, reminding me of how amazing she looked naked after her shower the other night. I felt myself rise to attention, not having had any type of release in months. The moonlight had hit Lana's smooth skin as she drank from her glass of water and outlined the curve of her breast and hip. I wanted to run my hands down her back until I could grab her round ass and pull her up against me.

Lana is beautiful, and I wouldn’t deny it. It’s not only her face but also her body. She was wearing a simple red one-shoulder dress that not only matches her hair but also complements her light green eyes. Her single golden strapped stilettos completed the whole ensemble.

Lana, a stunning and popular model with a flawless complexion and long, dark hair, was dressed in a sexy, figure-hugging jumpsuit that highlighted her curves in all the right places. His brows furrowed as he realized what Abigail was trying to do, even though she knew he had someone-well, not anymore, but still... she wasn't aware of that. Lana took the chance and stood up gracefully, offering him a warm smile as she approached. "Hi, Bruno," she said, her voice silky smooth. "It's nice to finally meet you. I'm Lana Queens."

Kane assured me. “I fucking hope not. Otherwise I’m dead.” I said. “No. You’ll be his bride.” Kane corrected me, which sent a shiver down my spine. “Don’t remind me…What’s your name?” I asked. “Landon. And I am at your service now Luna Savannah.” He said, baring his neck to me. But that wasn’t something that I was ever going to get used to. “Alright. Have a seat. Do you want something to eat?” I asked.

I whisper into her ear again before finding the zipper of her pants but she immediately stops me. “I can’t… my fiancé.. “I am not going to have sex with you without your permission, purple” I tell her in all sincerity, “I am only going to make your wildest fantasy come through. Trust me” She relaxes again and I continue my journey. I slowly pull down her zipper and watch the pants slide down her body leaving her almost bare for my eyes to savor. Ayana has the body of a fucking goddess. Thick and thin the right places. Fuck, I want all of her, every single part of her that I can lay my hands on.

From the corner of my eye, I could still see her lingering in the hallway, her gaze burning into my door. I opened the door to my room, hoping to find some peace. What I found instead was a shock. Lisa was there, standing in the middle of the room, looking at me with wide eyes. She was adorned in a silver dress, strikingly similar to the one Kiara had worn at our mating ceremony. I found myself staring wide-eyed at her face, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Her beauty was stunning, almost breathtaking. Lisa was undoubtedly the spitting image of Kiara. She stared back at me, equally stunned. My eyes roamed over her body, taking in her curves, before landing on the broken picture