Octavia Spencer Nude Novels & Stories

Lilac came to stand protectively between us, and Octavia's brows furrowed. "Who are you?" She asked, looking irritated. "I'm her personal assistant." Lilac replied flatly, and I touched her arm. "It's fine." I said, and my eyes snapped to Octavia in a flash. My voice… She was bound to remember my voice… or… Octavia didn't even make an expression that suggested she knew something. She simply looked irritated. Lilac turned to me. "Will you really be fine, ma'am?" She asked. "Woah! Do I look like a thug to you, or someone dangerous? Hello, I'm Octavia Sparks, the Luna here." She said, proudly.

My hair flairs out around me as my back lands on the mattress, and I stare up at the dirty God that I love with all my heart. "I fucking love you! I am so happy I never met my first mate, Sara. You are my everything! I would do anything for you," Octavius declares as he tears off the loose shirt he must have thrown on after the battle. I smile before pulling my nightshirt off. He is everything I ever wanted. Octavius's breath catches a little, and I watch as his eyes trail over my bare chest. I hadn't put a bra on when I came to bed, and I am happy I didn't.

she purred, her fingers tracing patterns across his sculpted chest. Alcides, usually a man of few words, met her gaze with a smoldering intensity. The room, steeped in the aftermath of their shared secrets, felt charged with a newfound energy. Octavia, sensing the depth of Alcides' allure, couldn't help but express her satisfaction. "I've never experienced such strength and passion," she confessed, her voice a husky whisper.

The announcement sent shockwaves through the dark web. “Kane Sisters – First Joint Stream.” Over 2.3 million viewers flooded in within minutes as Sophia and Aurora stood together in the center of the studio under harsh red lights. Sophia stood behind her little sister, her hands possessively gripping Aurora’s narrow waist. The air was already thick with the sweet, musky scent of feminine arousal and warm skin. Both were completely naked except for matching silver collars. Sophia’s body was a battlefield of past use — bruised thighs, bite-marked breasts, and heavy tits already leaking thin, warm streams of sweet milk that trickled down her skin. Aurora’s was still fresh and untouched — perky

My job’s equivalent to working in a chocolate factory. ‘Karen already knows him, don’t you, darling?’ purred Armina, her arm linked with the willowy Jo’s, both women presenting their bodies as near naked as public appearance allowed, in miniskirts and cropped tops. Spike just sat there without speaking, his booted legs crossed in front of him, his neat tush parked on the seat of his mean machine. He wore faded, ragged, obscenely short cutoffs. Only a skimpy vest covered his upper body, and his muscles bulged, matching the impressive himp in his crutch. His pectorals were crowned by erect nipples on an almost hairless chest turned golden brown by the sun.

she commanded and he obliged like an obedient servant. She was thrilled, having this man who thousands of men answered to, obeyed her. She felt like a seductress for the first time in her entire life and it wasn't with another man, but the last man she had expected to be in this position with. Her husband. Ophelia discarded the briefs she had on and tossed them aside before standing on her five foot four inches, completely naked and exposed under the gaze of her husband. Her private area was slightly hairy with red pubic hair.

OCTAVIA I began to strip my body naked, one piece after another, from the jewelry to the dress, until I was left in only my undergarments. I could feel their heavy gaze on my bare skin as I pulled my undergarments off. Cold air brushed my skin as I stood in the middle of the room, stark naked. I felt empty and ashamed and couldn't help but drop my head low with my hands clasped around my chest. “Drop your hands. I need a proper view of your body,” I heard Cassian Thorne mutter as he strolled over to stand before me.

It seemed that Olivia had been able to break through the ice. “Leave,” I said to her, my voice coming out harder than I thought it would and Nina scrambled out of the room, “I am going to help you get dressed”. Olivia's naked body was truly a sight to behold and even though I had only seen it once at night, I never knew how perfect it looked. She was gorgeous, her skin was shining, and her waist thinned out to make way for her wide hips. Her hair was pinned to the back of her head and I longed to pull the pin and watch it roll down her back.

Life was also like that for me in the Blackshade pack. “It's alright. You have nothing to be scared about,” someone whispered to me from behind. “I'm quite sure they are pretty jealous about how beautiful you look. And lest I forget, you have a very beautiful hair color.” Her smile was something else out of this world. It was so cute. I couldn't resist the small smile creeping on my face. It was starting to ease the tension building up in my body. “Thank you.” She stretched out her hand, requesting for a shake. “I'm Octavia and I don't do shakes, I do hugs. But because of Vivianne right there, staring at me like she's about to skin me alive, I'll be willing to go for a shake, for now.”

Kane’s POV As soon as Nora’s footsteps faded up the stairs, the sound of the door shutting to her room, Octavia turned to me. Her expression had puckered like she’d just sucked on a very sour lemon. “Well,” she said in a low, condescending tone. “So that’s her. The little runaway.” “That’s the healer,” I corrected. “Well, go on,” Octavia commanded, crossing her legs and clutching her knee with both hands. “What’s going on between you two? Hopefully not sex. And if there is, I hope you’re using protection.”