National Velvet Novel Novels & Stories

HELEN’S POV “God… I’m so close,” she gasped, her voice trembling as her hips rolled against me in desperate rhythm. Her nails dug into my shoulders while her body quivered with every thrust. “Careful, Helen,” I whispered against her ear, gripping her waist tighter. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” The chair creaked beneath us as I guided her hip against my cock, her soft cries echoing through the empty church. Her head fell back, exposing the delicate line of her throat while heat rushed across her flushed skin.

Darwis said gently, protective of his daughter. Alexi shrugged. She had no plans to retaliate against Arron. On the other hand, she felt partly at fault too. He had been enraged because of her, but he had started it first by sleeping with his boss. Why had everything become so complicated? *** A knock on the door interrupted Alexi’s rest. She glanced toward the window, where streaks of orange spread across the sky. “Yes.” She got out of bed and went to the door. “Did I wake you?” Camella entered the room, carrying two pieces of fabric, one black and one blush pink.

The smiles that beamed on my face and danced on my lips could light up my entire room without aid. I caught up with Nathaniel and Daniel in the hallway, they were on their way to their class. They both studied in the same department, the kind of twins that were never separated by anything including women. They never wanted the same sexual partners though, while Nathaniel was interested in thick, big booty women, Daniel was interested in bulky men with strong thighs and hard asses. I shoved myself in between them and slung my arms around their shoulders. “Belle agreed to meet,” I announced, bouncing on the spot and shaking their bodies in the act.

“You two know about snow-velvet dye?” Elijah nodded proudly. “We saw it in a book. It says it comes from your northern place and it’s very rare.” Then he added with a tiny frown, “We need the right aura to mix it.” Caleb pushed his hands forward, as if ready to work already. “We can do it, Uncle. We’re smart.” Vincent snorted softly, an amused sound I hadn’t heard from him in years. “That much is true.” Then he turned to Myra. “Do you want to go?”

I would never let her go. Following her into the closet, I was prepared to tell her that, until she asked about her books and computer and there it fucking was. I would start a war with the Outfit, but it wasn’t the Outfit I would end up fighting—it was her. Celia would be my woman and my woman could not spend the next seven years away from me.

No other questions asked, which means she definitely has some kind of status here. My curiosity spikes. "What exactly do you do here?" I whisper and she flashes me a grin over her shoulder. "A little bit of everything..." Well... That answers absolutely nothing. But before I can ask again, she pushes the double doors open and my breath catches... Soft red lighting spills across dark walls lined with mirrors and black silk drapes. Velvet couches curve around low glass tables and crystal chandeliers glimmer overhead... People are lounging everywhere! A man wearing only leather straps walks past me holding another man on a leash and my eyes nearly burst out of my skull! Rhyssa notices and gives

The door handle rattled harder, like death demanding entry. Marcus’s powerful body was still pressed against Pera’s, his thick cock buried deep inside her freshly deflowered pussy, their mixed releases leaking around him. Her walls fluttered with aftershocks, her innocent body trembling from the overwhelming pleasure of her first time. Thunder rolled outside, but the real storm was inside the penthouse.

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