Nikki Eliot Nude Novels & Stories

I pulled out my phone with my other hand, pulling up the video I’d taken earlier without her knowing. I’d angled the phone in the bag while she was swimming, catching her climbing out of the water, with her tank top clinging to her breasts,her beautiful nipples were hard and visible through the wet fabric. It wasn’t much. Just a few seconds. But it was enough. I hit play as I freed my cock, already leaking. On screen, Elara pulled herself onto the dock, water streaming off her body. The tank top was practically see-through, showing me everything. Her small waist. The curve of her hips. Those perfect fucking tits.

“If I release unclad pictures of her, it’s going to ruin her reputation forever.” I paused, then after thinking about the kind of person Eliana was, I doubted she would send out nudes. Besides, they were living together. The only explanation would be that he took pictures without her permission, which would land him in deeper trouble. “You don’t have them,” I said in an attempt to call out his bluff. “I don’t, but I have regular pictures of her and I know what her naked body looks like. It’s far too easy to create one myself, don’t you think?”

We knew how to make each other beg for it and that’s what I loved about us. Nikki stands naked in front of me, and she goes into position on her knees. I look at my crotch and then at her and she reaches up and pulls my sweatpants down, along with my boxers and out springs my sword. She licks her lips and looks at me. “It’s all yours baby doll.” She takes me into her hand, and she licks my tip, before sliding me into her soft, wet mouth. Ladies and gentlemen, N*****x, and Chill.

I needed him. So I’d slipped on the tiniest pair of sleep shorts I owned — the ones that barely covered my ass — and a thin white tank top with no bra. My nipples were already tight, poking against the fabric like they were begging for attention. My pussy was soaked, the crotch of my shorts already damp. I didn’t knock. I just pushed the door open and stepped inside. Nikolai didn’t even glance away from the screen at first. “What the fuck, Elaine? I’m in the middle of ranked—”

Mariah knew that this was a marriage of convenience, as did Beta Leo and Gamma Erik. My mind shifted back to the present moment as I stood in front of Elliot, wide-eyed at his suggestion. “Are you sure?” I finally asked him, feeling suddenly breathless. Instead of answering, he started to unbutton his shirt. My heart nearly leaped into my throat as his abs were revealed to me. He slowly slid his shirt off his body and placed it on the chair on top of his jacket. “Do artists usually have nude models for painting? Do you like that?” He asked, his eyes never leaving mine.

Upon getting to her front, he leaned over her desk and whispered into her ear. “ Be prepared. I'm a devil and I will be willing to show you to hell.” He smirked darkly at her and walked over to his seat for the next class. Ellie, Prince Killian's girlfriend, glared daggers at Nicki who simply rolled her eyes. Just when Alpha Prince Killian wanted to take his seat, Nicki spoke up. “ Thank you for the invitation. I'm willing to go to hell with you. I bet it would be fun.” She said aloud for everyone to hear.

I lean back in my chair, the prominent bulge of my erection in plain sight. "That would be ideal, but all shows are different, with no consistent people or locations. Nice dream though." Nikki puts her hands on the bottom hem of her shirt and pulls it off, letting it flutter to the floor. She has a white half-cup, bra, open netting with lace on the sides. Her breasts are full and round. Her nipples sit long and proud above the cup. She is still looking out the window. "Not true, Daddy." 'Daddy' again. We are there. That so-called elephant in the room. We both know exactly what she is talking about.

Was she able to stop herself? Would she cum? Did she even care or remember that I was in the room? All of the sudden, Nick stood up. Lori pulled open her dress and let her beautiful perfect tits spring free. I had never seen her nipples so long and hard before. Like with Mandi, Nick took his cue. He stood in front of her but this time completely removed his bottoms. His massive cock sprung forward.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

I hummed softly as I rinsed my mug in the sink, listening to Stassie ramble on about how I’d apparently become a domestic goddess—cutting fruit into perfect squares like an Italian grandmother. It was almost enough to make me forget. Almost. Then my phone buzzed. A single vibration. Sharp. Unexpected. I frowned, drying my hands on a towel before picking it up. My stomach flipped at the screen: Unknown Number. I hesitated, thumb hovering. I tapped the notification. Everything stopped. A photo. Grainy. Dimly lit. But unmistakably real. Sienna McCoy. Naked. Draped across Nikolai’s bare chest, her long hair tangled over his skin like silk. One of her hands rested on his abdomen. His eyes were cl