Lucky Lilah Nude Novels & Stories

Neither do I. I wear my Mafia princess mask perfectly, blinking my eyes rapidly at Rayne like a wet puppy. "What the fuck are you doing, Lilith," he hisses. I shrug nonchalantly. "Is this not what you asked for? A willing and obedient wife. I am giving her to you." The reaction on his face is priceless. He seems to be unsure of what to feel, horror or fluster? "So this is willing and obedient to you?" He questions. "Is it not? Or are our definitions countering?" I grin widely. "We do not have to talk to much. I am hungry and we are in Paris, the city of light. Just bring out your black card and let's spend away, baby," I finish with a wink.

Lila stepped out completely naked. Her hands tried to cover her breasts and her pussy, but she couldn’t hide much. Her skin was soft and pale. Her nipples were tiny and pink. She stared at the floor, trembling. “Hands at your sides, Lila,” I said. “Let me see properly.” She slowly lowered her arms. They were shaking. “Turn around slowly.” She obeyed. Her ass was round, firm, perfect. When she faced me again I stepped closer. God, she’s beautiful. My cock is rock hard now.

Gross. I’m looking across the crowd and do a double take when I see a flash of strawberry blonde hair. I realize that I know this chick. Can’t really see her face yet but I am definitely taken by her hair and hourglass figure. She’s swaying to the music and seems to be lost in her own world. As she turns around with the song, I see her face. Lilith. She’s gorgeous tonight. She has on a deep purple lace top that covers her full sleeves and tight leather pants with knee high boots that accentuate her ass perfectly. Man, I almost wish Brody didn’t set me up tonight.

She was completely naked, standing in the middle of a million-dollar jet high above the clouds. "Get on the bed," Julian commanded. Lila climbed onto the large, soft bed at the back of the cabin. The vibration of the jet’s engines moved through the mattress and into her body. It was a constant, low humming that made her feel even more excited. Julian crawled onto the bed after her. He didn't go for her mouth this time. He went for her breasts. He began to suck on her nipples with a raw, hungry intensity. He used his teeth gently, making Lila gasp and arch her back.

He held it up so Lila could see. “We’re going to fill you everywhere tonight, darling,” he said. “Every hole claimed.” Lila’s breath stuttered. She was still on her stomach, wrists loosely cuffed to the headboard, ass slightly raised on a pillow they’d slid beneath her hips. The position left her completely open, vulnerable, and so turned on she could feel fresh slickness coating her inner thighs. Jade coated the plug generously with lube, warming it between her palms first. Then she knelt behind Lila, spreading her cheeks wide.

Sophia’s POV The night was alive with energy as I stepped into the upscale club for Lila’s official debut. The venue was drenched in a sea of shimmering lights and deep purple hues, perfectly embodying Lila's glam, sexy, and sassy persona. “Wow, so cool,” I whispered with a thrill as I scanned the place. The walls had been decorated with silver and gold streamers that caught the light in mesmerizing patterns, while the dance floor pulsed with a beat that made you want to move. It was a perfect blend of high-end elegance and edgy chic, just like Lila herself.

“Strip. Slowly. Show your CEO exactly what she owns now.” With trembling fingers, Lila removed her suit jacket, then unbuttoned her blouse. Her modest C-cup breasts spilled free, nipples already stiff and aching. She pushed the pants down her hips, letting them pool at her ankles. Her massive futa cock sprang up hard and heavy, slapping against her toned stomach with a wet sound. Thick veins pulsed along the shaft, the fat purple head glistening with a steady flow of precum that dripped onto the floor.

Lila and Sophia danced for me like they were born to please. Lila had long, dark hair that swayed with every movement, full red lips, heavy breasts that bounced as she spun, and a round, firm ass that jiggled enticingly. Sophia had blonde curls bouncing around her shoulders, bright blue eyes full of mischief, a leaner athletic body with perky breasts and long, toned legs that looked endless. Both were completely naked.

Their parents would return by evening. Lila slipped on a tiny crop top and micro shorts with no panties underneath. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric. She knew she was playing with fire. She found Ryder in the basement gym when he returned, shirtless and sweaty, lifting weights. The moment he saw her, his eyes darkened with hunger. “Look at you,” he smirked, setting the dumbbells down. “Coming to me instead of waiting to be used. My little blackmail slut is finally breaking.”

We couldn't find them anywhere. Late that night, I was lying alone in my hospital bed, scrolling through the pack's internal social network, Pack Net. Suddenly, a video made my breath catch in my throat. It was on Lilah's Pack Net profile. A new post. She was wearing Cade’s white button-down shirt, standing on the terrace of our penthouse apartment. Moonlight cascaded over her long hair as she cradled a fluffy silver pup. I could hear the shower running in his bathroom. His tie was tossed on the floor.