Rebel Nala Nude Novels & Stories

“Have you never seen a male body? Or have you never seen one like mine?” “What do you mean?” She tries to hide the fact that she was staring. “Is there something to see? I wasn’t looking at anything.” “You can look all you want, my little rebel. After all, this is all yours.” Connor removes the towel from his waist, standing completely naked in front of her while he dries his hair. “We’re mates; it’s only logical that we know everything about each other.”

"Madam, Nala is sending you some strength. Don't shiver, okay? Don't be afraid!" Lena's nose tingled, and tears welled up. She had to muster all her strength not to lose composure in front of Nala. "Thank you, Nala. I am not cold anymore." Lena's voice unexpectedly turned gentle, even surprising herself. "Nala, can you tell me why you were crying just now?" "They want to pierce me..." "Does that mean you're feeling sick?" Nala looked at her pitifully and pointed at her abdomen. "My tummy hurts..."

“Darling, let’s get you out of the tub and I will help you get dressed.” I really feel like I need a fucking award for showing restraint like I’m doing right now. She smirks and stands up slowly, gloriously naked and with water running down her body. I have a clear view of everything as I look up at her. Water droplets are coming off her nipples and fuck me, I see the water running down her legs and suddenly, I’m very thirsty. “Fuck, Rebel. You are a temptress.” I say.

“And what did you observe?” “That your academy hides its secrets well,” I said evenly. “But not perfectly.” The silence that followed was telling. Reuben’s fingers tapped once against his desk before stilling. “If you have concerns—” “I have questions,” I interrupted. “About an omega named Nalini.” The name landed like a blade between us. Reuben’s expression did not change, but his scent did—sharp, defensive. “She is insignificant.” “No child blessed by the Moon Goddess is insignificant,” I said coldly.

Nala is looking at me and I pull over. “We are going to the backseat,” I say and Nala laughs more but she moves to the backseat. We are both laughing as we kiss and undress in the backseat. Nala reaches into my wallet and pulls out a condom. “No more babies,” She tells me as I slide my pants down. “Fine, whatever you want,” I smile and roll it down. Nala giggles as she mounts me. Her body is still strong, toned, and beautiful. She starts bouncing as we laugh and kiss each other. I start thrusting up and she starts rolling her hips.

I whined , spinning my head . “No, we have got some time . Change it . Your legs are exposed too much.” He said to the white dress I was wearing . “What? It is literally down to my knees . What else do you want?” I snapped , giving him an annoyed look . “Something that won’t expose too much of your skin .” He replied , sarcastically . “You know what? It is my skin , my body . I’ll wear whatever I want.” I yelled as loud as I could . Or I shouldn’t have done that . I could see the colors changing on his face.

And by the thought of it she felt goosebumps in her skin, she then remembers Halea's story of her dream being the moon goddess. 'Halea mentioned she is wearing a mask to hide her light, but in this image, the moon shines so bright and the goddess is in its full glory and her face is not hidden.' Alina's thought while looking at the big painting. She was so focused on her thoughts that she didn't hear Amelia who is now beside her. "Imagine that was the first arrival of the Thalons and Lobo's to the realms of the living," Amelia whispered. She is now standing next to Alina

I pushed the door open wider, intending to ask if she wanted tea—then froze in complete shock. On the canvas before her was an unmistakable nude portrait of me, reclining in a half-open bathrobe, exactly as I'd been after our intense moments together in the New Zealand apartment. Every detail was rendered with stunning precision—perhaps too much precision. Natalie didn't even look away from her work as I stood there, momentarily speechless. She simply mixed another color on her palette and continued adding highlights to the painting. Finding my voice at last, I quickly stepped inside and closed the door firmly behind me.

Neither of them moved. Their Eyes stuck on the body. Blood pooled from its wounds; its arm twisted at an angle that made Maddie wince, but she couldn’t look away. Nala was a great warrior. She was strong and fast and didn’t take any shit from her male counterparts for being a woman. Though they hadn’t really talked before, she had offered her help to Maddie and seeing her so broken and alone made acid burn in her throat.

Macro POV Sera didn't melt into my embrace. Her body was a rigid line, and her brow was still creased in pain. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" I asked, immediately releasing my hold. She smirked coldly, and, in one fluid motion, slid the sheer fabric from her shoulders. The breathtaking curves of her body were once again on full display, the sight of them a raw, physical hunger I had known well. How many times had I been lost in this body with a desperate passion?