Naughty Bride Novels & Stories

His calloused fingers, resting lightly on the table, occasionally invaded her view, a quiet reminder of his presence. As the evening wore on and Caelia reluctantly slowed her feasting, two young women approached the table. Their careful attire and poised movements betrayed their noble upbringing. Rhyzar nodded, allowing them to ascend the stairs. Setting aside the glass of unfamiliar wine she’d been given, Caelia straightened in her seat as the women approached. “My lord Draken,” the taller of the two said, bowing her head gracefully. Her golden curls cascaded like streams of honey over her tanned shoulders. Her crimson lips curved into a warm, elegant smile. “I’ve been so eager to meet your

The woman showered Nicole with heaps of praise while me and Cassie along with the aunts, just stood aside for a while. “Oh, you are being too generous, Matilda.” Matilda, the chief sales representative, smiled brightly and looked at us. “And would you please introduce me to your gang?” Nicole began. “These two are my aunts and those two are friends.” Nate stepped in at that exact moment, and Nicole added. “That is my would be husband.” Matilda’s smile wavered for a second as she took a good look at Nate but didn’t say anything. “Oh dear, you shouldn’t bring the husband for trials. The groom is not supposed to see the bridal dress before the wedding. It's considered bad luck.”

Naomi's POV My name is Naomi Bridges and I am twenty-six years old and I have made some questionable decisions in my life. There was the time I dyed my hair red and it came out the color of a traffic cone. There was the time I quit my stable accounting job to freelance and ate instant noodles for three months straight. There was the time I lent my entire savings to my cousin who was going to "definitely pay me back." But standing in the bridal suite of Saint Bridget's Cathedral, still wearing a pinned dress that was slowly losing the battle against my hips, having just legally married a man whose last name I didn't even know...

“Ride me, bride.” I ride him. Slow at first – rolling my hips, feeling his cock shift inside me, my clit grinding against his pelvis. The leather couch creaks. The bass pulses through the walls. And in the mirror to my left I watch myself – tiara askew, tits out, white lace shoved beneath my breasts, riding a stranger’s cock in a strip club two days before my wedding. “Faster,” he says. His hands grip my ass, spreading my cheeks, pulling me down harder onto his cock with each stroke. “Show me how the bride rides.”

I worked around the clock to put the finishing touches on my latest project and submit it just a week before our wedding. Over dinner, I mentioned to Jane Vance that we were working on a tight timeline and that we should get our wedding photos taken as soon as possible. Jane took a bite of the steak I'd made, looking as if she had just remembered something. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Lucas and I got married." For a moment, I thought I'd misheard her. But she said it so casually. "I didn't really have a choice. Lucas hasn't been performing well at the lab for the past six months, and he's about to lose his job. If I marry him, Mr. Sterling will recognize Lucas as my spouse and allow him

“Put it down, Liam. I am not here to hurt either of you. I am here to warn you. Adrian knows about the warehouse. He knows about the trap. And he knows something else, something I only learned myself a few hours ago.” She turned her gaze on me. “Your sister is pregnant. And the father is Liam.” Ice replaced the blood in my veins. Liam’s face went rigid with horror. “That is impossible,” he said. “I never touched Sabrina. Not willingly. Not ever.” Klara’s smile mixed pity with poison. “Willingly is the important word, is it not? The night before the wedding she came to you. She said she wanted to say goodbye. You drank whiskey. You woke with no memory of the hours that followed. There are pho

He was stunning, and his presence took away all of Nera's nerves as she began to take the steps in. The entire crowd turned, mesmerized by the beautiful bride in her beautiful gown. She looked like a fairy tale princess. Girls her age were envious while the men wished they were standing at the end of the aisle. The niece and uncle pair were almost halfway down the aisle when the screen behind the groom and pastor began flashing, drawing everyone's attention away from the bride and toward the big screen.

he answered, still not looking up. Silence followed as she didn’t speak up. Xavier looked up at her, only to find her whole focus on the stage where the marriage was going on. The bride on the stage was asked by the priest if she would take the groom as her lawful husband. “I won’t. This trash can doesn’t even deserve to stand here,” the bride said, making the whole crowd go silent. The girl pulled up her veil, smashing it on the ground. “What… what are you doing, Asha?” the groom looked horrified by her words as he tried to handle the situation while gripping the girl’s hand.

Noah fucked her hard against the wall, the wet slap echoing down the empty corridor. Footsteps approached. Two bridesmaids appeared. They froze for a second then smiled. Noah nodded. One bride maid knelt and started licking Ava’s clit while Noah kept pounding her. The other bride maid pulled out her tits and pressed them to Ava’s mouth. Ava sucked on a nipple while getting fucked and licked.

And Cherry on the top, my bride had three possessive brothers. 'But I am ready to fight with everyone if at the end of everything my prize is my human bride.', I thought but the biggest problem was still not mentioned above. 'Will my bride accept me for what I am and will she leave her family, siblings, her living body, and her world to be with me?' . . I couldn't stop myself from staring at her. She looked kind of cute with her round chubby cheeks and her doe eyes. I didn't want to go on her sexy curvy figure because it was already perfect.