Reina Cosmo Nude Novels & Stories

He crouched there with the clothes in hand, unable to move. Rea stood before him, naked—not provocatively, not challengingly, but with simple, honest ease. Her skin was pale, nearly luminous in the crystal's shadow, and the droplets that rolled down her body shimmered like stars woven into her flesh. Kael's gaze followed the tiny rivulets—sliding over her collarbone, dancing along the curve of her breast, trickling down her ribs toward her hips... For one moment, there was no demon and no healer.

At that moment, I was wearing a thin white inner gown, before I was dressed in a red gown, which hugged my body, thus bringing out my curves, and revealing my slim waist. I sat in front of the wall mirror, and the towel on my head was removed, as my hair was styled into a loose bun, with reasonable strands of my hair left out. After that, the strands of hair were curled, before a golden crown was placed on my head. ‘The crown is damn unnecessary’. I thought, but decided to leave it be because I was in a good mood. After all, the show I had planned was happening tonight. I wore my black heels and rose to my feet.

Rubi exuded confidence and grace, commanding attention with her presence and poise. Rachna lingered, appreciating the beauty before her. Sensing Rachna's gaze, Rubi felt a warmth spread across her cheeks. The attention was both exposing and exhilarating. Her sleek black two-piece swimsuit clung to her curves, accentuating her hourglass figure. The delicate string that held the top around her neck added a touch of sensuality, while the bottom, tied with strings at her sides, hugged her hips alluringly and did little to cover her womanhood. Her hair, usually tied up, flowed freely today, adorned with a simple ribbon.

But today, the princess had to take off her clothes and let her husband humiliate her. “Hmm… This model does not seem to be good. She was flat, short, and not thin enough.” When I heard this sentence, I had to control myself not to laugh too much. Then, I felt ecstatic when I watched Flora drunk and had to please Leo. This scene was what I craved for so many years. I looked at Flora and watched her change from a high-top princess to a dirty dog. However, all of this was destroyed when a model pulled her hair. I had never seen Leo's angry eyes.

Naomi said, biting down on Reina’s shoulder hard enough to leave heat in her wake. Reina hissed through her teeth. “Not anymore. Right now, I want to be ruined.” Naomi dropped to her knees. Rain pooled in the creases of Reina’s trousers as Naomi yanked them down, baring her thighs to the cold air. Reina braced against the column, panting. Naomi looked up at her, lips parted, dark eyes gleaming. “This what you wanted in that test run?” Reina's voice cracked. “Gods, yes.”

A figure approaches. Tall, muscular, sharp-eyed. You can tell that here, she's the leader. Her arms are tattooed with black serpents, her eyes shine with a gleam of defiance. — So, you're the famous Cassandra. Her voice is low, gravelly. — Depends on who's asking. She smiles, revealing a gold tooth. — Here, they call me Rina. If you want to survive, you go through me. I tilt my head slightly. — Survive? I didn't come here to survive.

Everyone turned at once—and there she was. Rhea strode toward them like she owned the resort, her head held high and her red two-piece swimsuit clinging perfectly to her curves. She wore a sheer white sarong tied around her hips, her long hair cascading over her shoulders in soft waves. With each confident step, she radiated elegance, mystery, and undeniable heat. Lucas shot to his feet like he’d been struck by lightning. “H-hot…” He muttered under his breath, eyes locked on her. The group all turned to him at once.

"You care." ​"I asked a question, Gideon." ​He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "They are calling her the 'Rejected Luna' across the capital. The gossip rags are saying she will never find another mate—that no respectable Alpha in the Twelve Kingdoms would dare accept a woman cast aside by the High Alpha himself." ​My hands curled into tight, lethal fists at my sides. ​“They are laughing at her,” my wolf roared within me, scratching frantically at the surface. “Find them. Tear their throats out. Make them stop.”

To everyone who looked at me like I had it all under control. Because no one knew what we were doing behind closed doors. No one knew I’d tasted her lips and touched her body, a sacred garden where no man was allowed to enter. No one knew her fingers had traced my chest in the dark, her breath hot on my neck, even as she whispered, “This is wrong.” And I let her. Every time. Because I needed her. And I was too weak to stop. The door creaked behind me. I looked up. Reina walked out of the bathroom, pale but beautiful, her long hair damp from a quick wash, falling down her back. She had wrapped a scarf around her neck to hide the mark, though I knew it still throbbed beneath her skin.

she said smoothly while avoiding eye-contact with him. Reina's already feeling fluttered, he's totally shirtless and he's abs are killing her. His biceps and triceps are fûcking enchanting, she's never seen him shirtless before. Thank goodness he doesn't go around shirtless,a lot of ladies would probably suffer a nosebleed. "Hey, it's nothing" he replied while moving closer towards her. Reina tried to move backwards and she totally forgot she's standing right next to a bed. She moved backward and fell right on the bed. Before she tried to stand up red had already mounted on top of her