Rayne Woods Nude Novels & Stories

“Looks like you could use some help with that.” Emma startled, nearly dropping the watering can. She turned to find Ryan standing right at the low wooden fence that separated their properties. He wore nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips, revealing the deep V of his lower abs. His powerful chest and defined arms were bare, a light sheen of sweat making his tanned skin glow in the sunlight. “I… I’m okay, really,” Emma said, her voice softer than she intended. Her cheeks flushed hot as she became painfully aware of how thin her sundress was — the way her hard nipples pressed visibly against the fabric.

Half naked, drunk, drenched, beaten like a lost or rather an abandoned puppy. But never… never had he seen him stark naked. At least, not at the ripe age of adulthood. “What is this?” Alexander asked, averting his gaze from the rather nude picture that left nothing for the mind to imagine. “I was photographed.” Ryan announced like some big break through. Alexander held his gaze, searching for the urgency or the bad outcome in his words. A man like him gets photographed all the time. “You were photographed. So?” Alexander asked. Ryan exhaled slowly, then ran a hand through his hair before speaking again. “The caption,” he repeated, jaw tightening.

He wasn't worthy of the admiration showered on him. If she was suffering, then he shouldn't get any peace either. And so, Rayna leaked everything. She exposed all her secret rendezvous with Caelum and the intimate photos they took. There was proof that he slept with her on his and Seraphina's anniversary. There was also the video of Liam calling her "Mom". The moment the news hit, it blew up like wildfire. The hashtags "#BlackwoodAlphaCheated" and "#BlackwoodLunaRanAway" filled the internet. Every pack's gossip channels talked about the Blackwood pack scandal.

Oceane shrugged,"What the hell is wrong with that?" "If he wants to see some boobies then I'm sure that there are a lot of ladies, willing to display what they have got but not mine." Roe replied as she turned to face them, already dressed up in her workout gear comprising of a black two piece set,a bra top and a pair of leggings. "Exactly!" Hyde beamed at Roe for her answer and she offered him a smirk as she went over to the dumbbell. Oceane rolled her eyes at the both of them and didn't bother to turn away as she took off her own shirt right in front of Hyde,

Then the bathroom door clicked open. I gasped, the soap slipping from my fingers as Raynard stepped inside without a single word. His steel-gray eyes burned through the steam, locking onto my naked body with an intensity that made my knees weak. He didn’t ask permission. He didn’t explain. He simply began stripping, peeling off his dark shirt to reveal the powerful, sculpted chest I had only ever glimpsed in passing. His belt came next, then his pants and boxers, sliding down muscular thighs until he stood gloriously naked.

"Who are you anyway?" She looked at me as if I had offended her, a freshly manicured hand positioned over her heart. "Yurissa Woods." A snort escaped my lips before I could stop it. "And I'm Madonna." Yurissa was a big time model and actress. Sure this lady may have a lot of features that look similar to Yurissa Woods, but this woman was bigger than Yurissa, weight-wise. And besides Yurissa quit acting and modeling all together. Had to do with something about not liking the business.

My cock jerks into the barrier between us, my trousers, that is. The stupid taut material is the only thing stopping me from fusing with her. My Rayne doesn't wear panties to bed. She prefers the freedom of no underwear every night and I love it. Sucking in a harsh breath, I tease her opening by pushing my hard-on deeper. “Liam!” Rayne shrills. I can't tell if she's protesting or pleading for more. “Let me go!” she cries out, trying to tug her wrists out of my hold yet arching her back and offering her hips to me.

"Do you need me to help you guys out?" Nobody answered and instead watched her rubbing two crotches. Ryan was absolutely dumbfounded, but he loved watching his sexy mother acting so sexually, even if it was with his friends. He figured he would start things off and so he quickly pulled his shorts all the way down and kicked them off, leaving him completely nude with his raging, hard cock pointing straight at his naked mother who was kneeling between five horny teen boys.

As soon as the device came to life, Ryder punched a few buttons, and what appeared on the screen left me in shock and amazement. On the screen was Linnet Shadow-Moon with Cornello—both naked on the bed, having sex. The video was explicit. Every moan was crystal clear, and Cornello’s filthy hands roamed over her smooth skin. I could hear Ryder moaning along with the old fool in the video. I smacked him hard on the back, and he chuckled. "What? Aren't you enjoying the show?" he asked. I shot him a glare. He ignored me and continued, "No wonder the old fool couldn't get enough of her. That woman is incredible in bed. And her soft skin... I'd love to feel it against mine."

Nirvana’s heart slammed against her ribs as she stood frozen, her wrists still raw from the earlier restraints. Rayne leaned against the dresser, arms crossed, watching her with the same cold amusement he had shown since the auction. The dim lighting cast shadows over his sharp features…high cheekbones, chiseled jaw, and those piercing blue eyes that held a silent promise of destruction. She clenched her fists. “Go to hell.” His lips curved into a slow smirk. “Already been there, sweetheart. Didn’t like the company.” She swallowed, her pulse roaring in her ears. “I’m not your toy.”