Laura Devon Nude Novels & Stories

"She is a black mark in the White's family." "She should be kicked out of the society, such a nasty woman is no less than a prostitue." "A woman like her is truly an outcast of the society." While these kind of insults happening in news channels while in social media they're sharing the photos of Mary and four men being naked on the bed with captions 'available for a night, foursome or fivesome, always ready' some are asking for her price for a night in the comments section, reading all these Luna felt her head will be going to explode with headache.

Serena's POV The party was everything she had wanted it to be and then some. The media got hold of it somehow, the way the media always got hold of things involving Lucian, and by nine o'clock there were already posts spreading across the internet. Lucian Devlin, the devil himself, turns 38. The photographs were everywhere. The garden, the lights, the man himself standing with his wife and his twins and the particular expression on his face that was so different from the expression he wore in boardrooms and in photographs taken without his knowledge. He looked, Serena thought, like someone who had been given something he didn't know how to hold yet but was learning.

This time, when they made eye contact, Laura stood up from where she was sitting and came to them. Rachel watched her friend’s departing back and also stood up to leave. Just like that, the girls started leaving one by one, not wanting to be light bulbs for their friend’s romance. James watched Laura, who was wearing a bikini top and a pair of shorts, leaving her torso completely bare except for the two glittering piercings on her belly button that flattered her flat, lightly muscled stomach. Her breasts looked like they would fit perfectly in his hands and her long legs would make any man’s thoughts wander.

"Hmm... Not quite.'' Laura said, straddling his waist. Like a flash, Drew's tiredness was gone. He sat up with her still on his lap. He could tell that she was about to get naughty and he couldn't wait for the ride. Laura unbuttoned her blouse, flinging it to the far side of the room. Drew groaned when he saw that she didn't wear a bra. Her nipples perked up at him under the powerful Chandelier that hung from the ceiling. He cupped a breast, kneading it in his warm hands. His mate was going to be the death of him and he wouldn't have it any other way.

“Are you ready to dance with the devil, love?” I took her by the hand and a swirl of black smoke consumed us. In an instant we found ourselves in a booming downtown Detroit nightclub. She was now wearing a short skirt that didnt even cover all of her ass with no underwear and a small top that really showed off her exquisite chest. She looked like a whore and that was exactly my intention. I could tell she wanted to explore this side of herself and I was the one to show her how to do it. As we walked through the club all eyes were on her, women either wanted to be her or hated her because they weren't her. Every man wanted to fuck her. I could feel her becoming self conscious, I grabbed her b

Thus, Seraphina quickly understood what Devon wanted to convey, and she chose to wear only his clothes. Devon becoming possessive towards Seraphina, even though she has only just agreed to enter into a courtship with him. He cannot fully understand that when Seraphina wear a crop top and shorts, the demon within him becomes uncontrollable. He would not hesitate to kill anyone who dares to look at her figure and her angelic face. "Of course you are," Devon replies, cheerfully watching the lady. At this moment, he cannot comprehend that he is secretly smiling, something he rarely does.

"Shut up." Her eyes laid glued on my wet chest. My nipples turned to stone from her fiery gaze. I wanted her pink, pretty fingers all over me as I returned the gesture. She seemed to have the same thoughts as me. She suddenly dropped her horsewhip, and her soft finger went up to her shirt, freeing the first two buttons. I caught sight of a black, lacy bra. She walked closer till we were breathing the same air.

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

I look around him to see what made him stop and hold back a laugh. We're not alone. Little Miss Sunshine is lying in the middle of the secluded place stark naked. Pretending to sunbathe. Her clothes are folded neatly beside her. Only an idiot would believe this is a coincidence. Wanting to see her reaction, I clear my breath, alerting her of our presence then hide behind Kahlo. Watching her through the branches. She pretends to sit up, and then gets on her knees but doesn't bother to cover herself. Cute. Why didn't I think of this that day at the pool? Peering up at Kahlo, I wonder if he's affected. Would he like to fuck her too? "K... Kahlo? What are you... Why..."