Selene Castle Onlyfans Novels & Stories

It was coming from behind the waterfall, where they used to sit together. Her legs trembled. Dread settled in her chest. She moved around the waterfall quietly, and what she saw froze her to the spot. A red-haired girl, moaning, her body moving rhythmically. She wore a torn gown, ripped at the chest, her breasts exposed. Beneath her, naked, was Sean—thrusting into her, gripping her waist. “Yes, Sean! Go deeper,” the girl cried, her knees trembling as she moaned his name. Blake’s heart shattered. She wanted to run, pretend it was a nightmare. But her feet wouldn’t move. The betrayal hit hard.

Damien sat at his desk, a video call open on his computer screen. On the other end, Selene was completely naked. She had her legs spread wide with no shame whatsoever, her fingers pumping rapidly in and out of her dripping pussy, slick sounds filling the room. She moaned at the screen: "Alpha, you scared me so bad yelling at me on the phone… but I want you so much right now. Does that big cock of yours miss me?" Damien sat there stone-faced, but his fly was already undone, his thick, veined cock standing fully erect.

The tenth pair entered last. “I’m Noah,” the man said. Mid-twenties, mixed heritage—warm brown skin, sharp jaw, calm eyes. “This is Selene.” Selene was the one who shifted the air. Tall, olive-skinned, long dark hair that fell past her shoulders, a body that moved like she knew exactly how to be looked at. Her smile was slow and deliberate—seductive without trying too hard. When she spoke, her voice was low and smooth. “We’ve done private arrangements before,” she said. “We like being watched by people who know what they want.”

His presence is suffocating. “Did you say something?” His voice is low and dangerous. I shake my head immediately, a small whimper escaping me. “Thought as much.” Nikolai steps forward, his patience clearly gone. “Now get out of my sight before I strangle you.” My breath catches. “And don’t be late getting back,” he adds coldly. “Our mate, Selene, is arriving from France today.” She’s their twentieth girlfriend this year alone. A princess of the Moon Stone Pack. And from the way they fawn over her, it’s obvious she’s their favorite and the one they plan to marry.

Toby chuckles and returns to ravishing her mouth, his fingers playing with her nipples. Liam hums, his tongue burying inside her folds as his thumb begins to trace her clit. Selene feels her orgasm building from the brothers' ministrations. Goddess, how could she last long with these gorgeous men pleasuring her!? Her peak comes quickly, and she falls apart around Liam's tongue, Toby swallowing her glorious moans as she comes apart. Liam continues his assault on her pussy, causing Selene's legs to spasm from the overstimulation. "Goddess, Selene, you are the tastiest thing."

The cold note glared back at her again. You’re not the only one watching her. Selene’s chest heaved. She pressed a hand to her lips, forcing herself to breathe. Who? Who could possibly know about this? She had been careful. Meticulous. The perfect mistress at Rowan’s side, never the villain in public. “Who’s playing with me?” she hissed, her hands shaking as she tossed the phone onto the bed. The phone buzzed again. She flinched. Another email. Same sender. No subject.

– say the two lovers at the same time. - No. - Selene says. - I can't trust you. Nothing guarantees me that you will bring them back to life. - If only after everything is taken care of, I get my payment, will you believe me? - What do you expect in payment? – Ryan asks. - She hasn't been in my bed for a long time. I miss her body. I want her in my bed for a month. - You are deluded. I'm not going to bed with you.

“I can make you feel so many things, little one. I’m sure you’ll love them. All you have to do is say yes.” Both are only in their underwear, and that is causing the excitement between them to grow with each passing second. Selene slowly turns to face him, their noses brushing gently. She places her hands on his chest and, after playing with the patch of orange hair she finds there, slowly trails down his abdomen until she reaches his groin, where she deliberately stops to tease him a little. Connor closes his eyes as their breaths mingle and lets out a heavy sigh.

"You need to calm down." "Thorne pulled his alliance," I said without turning around. "That's twenty percent of our military support gone because my ex-wife apparently has powers that shouldn't exist." Selene walked inside and closed the door behind her. She wore a white silk robe, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders. Her hand rested on her stomach the way it always did now. "He's exaggerating," Selene said as she lowered herself onto the couch. "She's an omega. She can't even shift properly."

“So you will pay. In full.” Selene laughed nervously, a forced chuckle that barely covered the panic in her eyes. “Kastiel, you can’t possibly—this is absurd! We have resources. We’ll pay ourselves. We don’t need your help.” Kastiel’s lip quirked with the faintest smirk, though his eyes were unyielding. “Oh, I think you underestimate the situation. Sell the cars you’ve been flaunting. The helicopters. Your yachts. Whatever you think you can convert to pay this bill.” He let the words hang. “Oh, by the way… those are no longer yours.”