Pyra Fae Nude นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her eyes were closed and feeling the situation. A romantic scene. What made me so much mad was Janus wearing nothing at his upper body. He was topless while his shirt was on Fira. Damn! You are going to pay for this, Fira. Do you want to see the real Pyro? I will give it to you.

"FAE Warrior" Well, for a second there, I thought your Fae friend was like Tinker Bell, but I'm wrong. "So wrong," Nathan added, dismayed. The Fae Warrior had no wings, and neither were they slight. Nathan thought they looked rather like the Amazonian warrior, unlike the Hollywood version he'd expected, and they were more humanlike but also had a natural sunny glow and neon-yellow hair, the bright hue of a newborn petal. With a slight smile on his face, he went to check the fae's humble abode, or not so humble.

The Forest of Divination, Faerie Fawn I looked in the mirror, turning this way and that. I felt sexy as hell and secretly wondered what Fallon would think. Geez... I need to stop with that already. A pale pink suede crop top was paired with soft, low-rise, pale pink suede pants that laced up. The softest white suede boots with pink fringe encased my feet. My aunties would have had a fit. I’m surprised they let Freya leave it for me.

“Now, tell me who you are.” Her back straightened as she stared deep into Esra’s familiar eyes, the fear in her bones fading. “I—I… I am Pyra Blackwood.” Esra’s smile widened, her crimson eyes glinting with approval. The mist around them pulsed, swirling faster as if echoing Rhaella’s newfound resolve. It shifted, the large crimson moon hanging from above.

I say nothing, and she takes that as her cue to continue. “Let me tell you a story,” she begins. “A long time ago, there was a Fae—an arrogant Fae, might I add. Even after the walls of Eris had fallen, he kept praying amidst the bloodshed of his people. He cried. Fasted. Even cut himself. He was later taken captive by the people of Selenium and placed on a cross to bleed to death. Even in the face of death, he never lost faith in your goddess. Do you know what his last words were?” She lets the question hang in the air before answering it herself.

With long, heavy steps, she walked out through the front door and followed the path back toward the beach house. Nelly followed after her in silence. * * * “What was that all about, Phill?” Phillian inhaled deeply before raising his gaze to the top of the staircase, where his brother Aris stood. Beside Aris was his girlfriend, Nyl, the half-Brazilian model. “It was nothing,” Phillian answered dismissively, glancing briefly at Nyl, who was also watching him. “Your clothes should be dry by now, Nyl. You can start using them again.”

The other women gasped, their wine glasses trembling as Eryndra whimpered and moaned beneath them, serving like a whore on the floor while they watched. The pouch passed on, heavy with menace now. Veyra, lips curling in a dangerous smirk, drew hers. “Feed yourself to another woman’s man until she begs to join you.” Her laugh was dark, throaty. She stood, dragging Nerida’s man by the collar to the floor, settling astride his face. Nerida’s giggle died instantly as Veyra ground down, moaning loud, mocking, until Nerida’s nails clawed at the table. “Please,” Nerida gasped, eyes wide, mask tilted askew. “Let me—”

The moon was shining through the blinds and it was illuminating her nakedness. On her back, with her legs spread wide open on the bed , one arm thrown across her head, and naked. Her athletic physique was so tempting, pointy tits and black nips, flat belly and down to that shaved strip of black hair in the front of her pussy. Her pussy was parted a little, pink and smooth, looking so fuckable in the dim light. I sat down on the opposite couch to the bed, my dress hitching up. I brought my cock out again, it was still as hard as ever. I poured more baby oil, and rubbed it on my cock slowly at first, my eyes fixed on her pussy.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

There was also what looked to be a brick pizza oven in the corner, which made me wonder if the Fae had discovered pizza, or if they used it for something entirely different. I went a little wide-eyed when a short woman fluttered into the room. She was around four feet in height, and darted around the kitchen with enough speed to look a tad blurry. Her skin was a very light shade of blue, much lighter than her charcoal eyes and hair. Her ears were long and pointed, but they weren’t the same shape as your typical Fae. They were a bit longer and narrower than my ears. Adelina read the surprise in my eyes and giggled, “That’s Melia, she’s a water nymph.”