Queen Candy Kane Nude Novels & Stories

And then I saw her. She didn’t know I was there. Kieran stood near the edge of the koi pond, her back to me. Her hair was loose today, long black waves spilling down her back and catching the sunlight like silk. She wore no crown. No jewels. Just a red dress that danced around her ankles in the breeze, soft and simple. She looked like something out of a dream. Not a prisoner. Not an omega. A queen. She crouched down by the pond, stretching a hand out toward the water. One of the koi, gold and slow, drifted toward her outstretched fingers. She smiled.

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

My fingers find the hem of his henley, pulling it up to feel the hard, toned muscles of his stomach. We're a mess of hands and mouths and grinding hips, and I'm just reaching for his belt when— "OH MY GOD, YOU TWO ARE DISGUSTING!" The door bursts open. Queenie storms in like a hurricane in stilettos, her eyes bright with excitement, completely unbothered by the fact that she's just interrupted us in a very compromising position. "Queenie, what the fuck—" Knox starts. "Nope! Don't care! Get up!" She's practically vibrating with energy, grabbing my arm and trying to pull me off Knox's lap. "You can fuck each other's brains out later. Right now, you both need to get dressed because we are NOT m

But Frederick casually remarked, "You seem a bit old. You're nearly thirty, right? Won't it be saggy?" Queenie nearly choked when she heard his words. How could he reject her, a glamorous celebrity?! This wasn't how she had imagined it at all! Suppressing her inner frustration, she forced a smile and said, "Mr. Lester, I take good care of myself and my figure. It isn't saggy! My body’s just like that of a woman in her early twenties!" Frederick smirked. "Alright, then. Take off your clothes." With renewed determination, Queenie began to remove each piece of clothing. She deliberately did it slowly, aiming to arouse Frederick's primal desires. She stripped until she was completely naked, skil

The green in her hazel eyes seem to sparkle as she’s humming some song happily to herself. She casually makes her way through the yard to start hanging her clothes on two clothing lines hung up between the wooden fences. Reaching down she pulls up a light pink sweatshirt and has to stand on her tiptoes to reach high enough to hang it on the line. While doing so her white t-shirt slides up a little, just enough to show a teasing amount of the smooth, somewhat tan skin on her stomach. Her waist is slim in comparison to her breasts, straining against the shirt to be set free. I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me.

"You feeling jt know ke either but you judged me because of my status, which you keep throwing on my face. I might not be a higher-ups like you but remember one thing Mr Alpha. Without subjects like us, you won't have a pack to rule. We make you an Alpha. Don't you dare forget it."I was going to say more, but the Queen cut me off. "You two just shut up. I didn't call you or pay for this expensive honeymoon suite to listen to your boring argument. I bright you to have sex and consummate your marriage, hopefully give me a child. The only thing I want to hear is your,'s answer. Are you going to be adult about this, and consummate or do you want me in the room to make sure you do?"

I suddenly feel embarrassed, as if I don’t want someone to see me in this. “Do you need anything ?” The beta of the pack asks with a small smile on his face. He has brown hair and olive skin. His eyes are the same color as his hair. “yea sure some water would be fine.” I respond kindly while trying to understand what is going on. “Get the Luna water!” He yells at a group of werewolves who get up from their bent position and start moving to the kitchen, they start turning back to their human forms while on their way to the kitchen.

“Let's just go home.” “But this has made matters worse, Vanya is now so angry at us.” “What if he is angry at us‽ Why are you feeding his ego and making him feel too important?” “Because he is dangerous and cruel don't you see?” The car fell silent. I leaned back, lips curling into a slow, dangerous grin. My laugh was low and sharp, cutting through the stale air like a blade. “I am Hayley Lorenzo Bonham Carter.” I proclaimed. “The Queen of the PrideWolf country. The Luna mother, the unbroken, and the moon goddesses delight. Vanya should be afraid of me, everyone should, including you."

Kane didn’t wait. He flipped me fast but careful onto my hands and knees, ass up, face down, still dripping with Asher’s load. My knees sank into the seat cushion, palms braced, back arched instinctively, presenting myself like an offering even as my mind screamed to fight, to curse, to run. “Fuck… look at you,” Kane growled, voice wrecked and thick with hunger. He knelt behind me, hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise, thumbs spreading my ass cheeks wide so he could see everything, my swollen, glistening pussy, cum leaking out in thick white rivulets, clit throbbing visibly, dark and engorged.

My moans get louder, ah, ah, right there, please, oh fuck, and he withdraws again. Three times. Three denials. Each one leaves me wetter, more desperate, tears of frustration pricking my eyes. By the time the SUV crunches onto the gravel drive, my inner thighs are glazed and shining and I’m shaking so hard I can barely walk. The cabin is glass and dark wood. The lake glitters under moonlight. The door shuts and the air changes, heavy, charged, electric. “Strip,” Kane orders. I pull the dress over my head. Naked. Trembling. Nipples so hard they ache. My pussy visibly glistening, swollen lips parted, clit peeking from its hood, wetness dripping in a thin line down my inner thigh.