Poppy Gold Cakes Nude Novels & Stories

CHAPTER TWO I struggled against his hand on my mouth but he was insistent. In the end I went limp in his arms and he slowly released his grip on my mouth. He waited till the murderer had moved away from my family's death table, then turned to me. I stared at his features in momentary awe: his eyes were big and bright and blue, almost electric in their intensity. The eyes of an inexperienced man who hadn't yet seen the rougher side of life; probably nineteen or twenty years old, not much older than me. His coal-black hair was plaited in cornrows, each strand falling to his shoulders. His skin was tan, which was a rarity in this cold climate. And he was staring at me the way I knew I was stari

Nina’s hair was now metallic copper-orange and worn down in voluminous waves. Huge silver sparkles covered her eyelids and refracted light from behind long, dense black lashes. Her lips were painted matte neon orange. Her cheekbones, cleavage, stomach, thighs and wrists shimmered with iridescent body glitter. Kayden was drawn to her like a moth to flame. “Wow,” he said breathily, coming close and lightly fingering the body chains that draped over and between her breasts.

And on the other side, there was a wagon converted into a buffet with four amazing six tiered cakes. All four cakes were rustic themed but the bottom layers were blue, green, yellow, and a blush pink. Near the back entrance there were several tables covered with presents for the babies. Presents of all shapes and sizes, they were so thankful to belong to a pack as close and loving as the one they are the Queens of.

The buzz between the guests quiets down as she gestures towards the center table where two stunning, moon shaped cakes sit side by side, surrounded by moon phase cupcakes with swirls of pastel pink and soft blue frosting. Jensen and I exchange a glance, his eyes twinkling with the same nervous energy fluttering in my stomach. I still can’t believe I let Piper talk me into this elaborate gender reveal, but now, standing here with everyone we love, I’m so glad I did. Piper hands each of us a knife and wiggles her eyebrows. “Since you’re having two little pups, you each get to cut one. Ready?” My heart races as I look down at the moon cake in front of me. The silver fondant glistens under the s

However, seconds later, Erina smiled and added, "This is the limited edition cake that Larry ordered for me a few days ago at Creche Bakery in the Neutral Zone. I didn't know that it was your pup's birthday today too. What a coincidence! Happy birthday, little one!" The box suddenly felt very heavy. I wanted to reject the cake at first, but Nora was still very young, and she pursed her lips at me. She couldn't stop herself from asking Larry, "Can you please eat this cake with me too?" Larry went silent for a while before nodding. We went back inside the house. I opened the box and cut a small slice of the cake. However, when I smelled it, my heart dropped into my stomach at once. It was made

I clutch my chest when I see my cake, a choked laugh rumbling as I marvel at the exact reproduction of the atrocious cake I sketched to show Anna. It’s lopsided, with flowers strewn about and uneven piping with ruffles. So many ruffles of pearl white frosting and gold tips. They followed every detail to perfection, including the little scrawled ‘Mats 4 evr’ in hot pink fluffy frosting. Onyx reaches out, taking my hand in his as my emotions flood him.

If the world was going to keep playing games with me, I could at least eat a respectable grilled cheese. In the living room, expensive tissue paper whispered. Poppy pulled out a long cream-colored box. “This one is navy!” “Mm-hm.” “This one is pink!” “Obviously.” “This...” She stopped, her voice jumping half an octave. “Ohhh. This one is pearl. Handsome Uncle, this is even prettier than I thought.” I set the bread down on the cutting board a little too hard. Butter was already melting in the pan. The smell of garlic rose fast, soothing in a way that felt deeply domestic and deeply inappropriate for the emotional condition of this house.

Besides the cake, there was also a gold leaf and a piece of light blue glass on the side. Ethan also took a piece of cake, casually pushing the gold leaf and the aquamarine to the side. He finished the cake in two bites, and Maddy cleared the plate. "Is this made of glass?" Bianca asked in a low voice, pointing at the blue object. "That's aquamarine and weighs 80 grams. And the leaf is made of 18K gold by Tiffany's craftsmen," Frost said expressionlessly. "This cake is called Fortified Stilt Fisherman's Indulgence, so it must have these two things. Just leave them on the plate after eating, we will use them again next time.

I say, feigning surprise. “What kind are those?” Riley asks softly, her eyes wide as she gazes at the golden cakes. “Blueberry.” I answer nonchalantly, knowing these are their favorites. I almost ask if they’re sure they don’t want any, but in the end I decide to wait for them to ask. “They look really fluffy.” Paisley observes, licking her lips. “They are,” I confirm, taking a bite of bacon. “I made my special recipe. It’s too bad you don’t want any – the leftover batter won’t be the same if it’s not used fresh.”