Lucien Lorraine Nudes Novels & Stories

In one swift, violent motion, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her lace panties and ripped them down her legs, discarding them onto the floor like trash. Before she could even register the cold air, he was back, his fingers diving into her heat. He worked them inside her with a brutal, rhythmic precision, his thumb grinding against her until Rissa’s back arched off the bed, her heels digging into the mattress. She was helpless, a moaning mess until the first wave hit her so hard she let out a choked scream, her body trembling as she squirted against his hand. Ronan pulled his hand back, his eyes dark and victorious. He held his glistening fingers to her lips, and Rissa, completely

The way the ugly looking man was speaking to her got Lucian really upset that he had to stand on his feet. "What?" Perry thought he had said or done something wrong again. "You should stop staring at her like that. She is mine." He walked towards the bar, leaving his friend wondering what type of friend Lucian was. He has so many girlfriends, and he wants this one too? He looked towards Roseline, and again, his eyes brushed Jennifer's. "Oh, talking about beauty." He gulped down his wine, having interest in another girl. Lucian saw the ugly man's hand on Roseline after she had said no to his requests.

Lisa turned to Santiago and Luciana who at that moment was tasting her glass of wine. —Do you also want to get married here? — Luciana immediately began to cough, the wine had gone the other way when she heard the woman utter words, Santiago had also been surprised, but he did not dislike the idea, especially since he had not planned to remarry. A frightened Irina ran up to her friend and started hitting her back. —Don't worry, honey, nothing's wrong. — Luciana just nodded, to let him know that she was fine. -I said something wrong? —the lady asked, scared.

The next instant, Lucien launched himself away from my body and threw the blanket over our bodies covering the sight of nakedness. My thoughts began to get jumbled as I observed how Lucien's face had become devoid of colors. When I could not help but feel a growing sense of curiosity, I turned in the direction of Lucian's terrified stare. As soon as I laid my eyes on those eyes, which were a bluish-gray color and clouded over with hatred, my heart began to pound in my breast. Breathtaking... I had seen him once or twice at most. His face was so magnificent that the word ‘forgetting’ wouldn't allow itself even if one tries their hardest to.

He looked at Emilia, who was at the end of the room, looking at him with extreme horror, and he continued with fondness “Her stunning body makes me melt in love with her more than I used to, but do you know what confuses me most, how come you didn’t touch her... Don’t tell me that you don’t have enough manhood to touch her, haha.” Lucien's eyes lit up as he looked at him with anger, and in his right hand a sword with light radiated from it appeared, while he felt the blood rising at a crazy speed to his head, only to return once again to descend into his veins, and the shine of his eyes was as great as the anger he was feeling, which was plaguing his being and his soul at that moment He look

Lucien cursed under his breath as he covered his eyes with one arm. For some reason, an insane curiosity began creeping into his chest. Lucien was suddenly overwhelmed by an intense desire to know what Isolde's curvy body truly looked like beneath that tight white off-shoulder dress. Damn it, his rational mind had completely failed him tonight; he found himself imagining what it would be like if the curvy girl were lying on his bed right now, completely naked, offering her entire voluptuous body beneath his control. Lucien let out a frustrated grunt and rolled onto his side, his jaw tightening. He was also confused by his own reaction earlier on the street. In the silence of his room, Lucien

Giving her a dangerous look, as he smirks and signals to one of the warriors to begin the torture. Juliana gave him a pleading stare but he growled at the warrior to proceed with the plan, she felt her clothes yanked out of her body revealing only her underwear as she was whisked with a long chain. Lucien shifts nervously as he gapes at Juliana with eyes full of lust, he is aroused as he stares at her curvy body. Licking his lips, he glances at Juliana as his eyes get glued on her curvy from her ass up to her boobs. Giving her a predatory gaze, as a cry escapes Juliana's throat, Lucien instantly composes himself before he lets out a low frustrated growl. "Harder!!!...." He grumbled at the wa

I begged and Lucien pressed his lips to mine with a wet and sensuous kiss that tasted like mint and spice, and his tongue swirled with mine until I was whimpering his name into the silence of the room. His hands gripped the straps of the nightgown and a second later he rolled it down and told me to bare myself to him, and the fabric slid down my body until it was pooled at my feet and Lucien gently lifted each leg to shuck it away while he stared at every naked inch of me. “This is how I want you, open and exposed and on the edge,” he whispered and he stood to his full height and opened his shirt more so I could slip my hands inside.

The nipples were pink and swollen. Lucien threw down his drink and walked up to us. His gaze darkened with a kind of hunger that sent cold shivers down my spine. “Phina…” he whispered. “Damn… look at dem tits.” He zip down his leather jacket. His abs are sexy with tattoos all over. Then he unbuckled his belt and slide down his Jeans. Lysander does the same and damn… they are now naked. Their cocks? No… those ain’t cocks, baby. Those are weapons. Hard. Thick. Veined. Leaking at the red, swollen tip like a fucking tease.

Lucien was sitting behind the desk, puffing out smoke from the cigarette on his lips as he watched two unfamiliar men having sex with some girls in the room. Four naked girls were surrounding them. Two were on their knees, respectively giving the men blowjobs while the other two were sharing kisses with them. Only Lucien was being unattended to, as he swiveled his chair around, obviously not paying attention to the live p**n going on in his study. I was shocked he tolerated such things around him. Did he know those guys personally? Are they important to him? Lucien was looking out the window, adjacent to him, as he removed the cigarette, burned the ashes onto a tray, and tossed it into the t