Sexy Lara Croft Novels & Stories

He was going to leave the room if she said no. "Then let's get this dress out of the way," he murmured and peeled the torn gown from her body. Brad makes quick work of the gown and in seconds, she is naked. "Fuck!" Cage swore as he pulled his shirt from his body. Brad quickly took one of her waiting nipples into his mouth, sucking on it. Lara gasped in pleasure. Cage placed a finger in her wet vagina, playing with it. "Arghhh," she gasped. For the first time, she was enjoying having sex with a male. Her history and sexual assaults were the last thing on her mind. She wanted to feel only pleasure.

Oh… I shut my eyes and battle a moan. My pussy. Wild and dirty. Picturing his black cock slamming him and dusting me clean. After 5 torturous years of celibacy… Now, it's his turn to cry a river. “You look hot!” Lara screams. “Sizzling hot.” She acts like a teenager. “I should hide you from my man… speaking about my man, I should call him now.” “Why?” “He’s joining us on the trip, dumb-ass.” She teases. “Whatever.” I return to packing my bags. “All of you get a date except…”

It was clear from the atmosphere that no one liked where this was going. "You're not going to sell me, are you?" Arya asked, shrinking into her chair. "Oh my! How can I do that? Sadly, that's illegal." Lillian let out a small chuckle at Arya's outburst. She was certainly in a good mood. "I'm simply offering a marriage contract to your daughter, Arya Pierce ."

The room fills with the smell of sex and sweat as the sound of our bodies slamming against each other is only muffled by our moans. Her walls tighten around me. “TREVOR… I’M…” She can’t finish before she explodes. Her juices slide down her walls and wrap around my shaft. As her body pulses around my cock, I’m propelled over the edge, too. “Tiffany! I LOVE YOU!”

Cade called out behind her, but she didn’t stop. She made it halfway to the mailroom before she felt his hand on her arm. “Hey, where are you going in such a hurry?” She turned around sharply. “Why do you care?” He frowned slightly. “You okay?” “Perfect,” she said flatly. “You looked busy with your new friend.” He blinked, surprised. “You mean Lara? She’s just someone from my gym.” “Of course she is.” Zara crossed her arms. “She looked very… friendly.”

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

Thank God, neither of them was a supreme. I stopped breathing when Lucian dragged my chair around to face him. He stooped in front me, and the world disappeared. His black limbal ring rotated around gold irises. The alpha rested his hand on my thighs. I gritted my teeth. He placed his head on his hand and cocked his head to the side. My mouth went dry at the seductive look he wore. It had to be a sin for one man to be this attractive. Curse the heavens for descending this man upon us. Sweet Amber pheromones cocooned us. His tongue parted his kissable lips. Time slowed. He wetted those lips with saliva. They glistened. The room grew hot. I wanted to move but my body refused to do so.

They were bathing and Lara, the water was cold, pounding the bone, when Lara poured it over her head, she felt pain because of the injury that had turned bruised on her forehead, the place where Robert had slammed her against the wall. Without any towels to dry them, the air itself took over the task. Lara and the others were led to the next room where clothes were distributed. The corridor leading to it had a wall with a large broken section that overlooked a courtyard filled with many guards and a few male prisoners. Some of the women felt trepidation, while others walked normally, but Lara began walking, shielding herself behind the bodies of those next to her, not looking toward the wall

Her p*ssy was glistening and ready. Lara had always been so shy about opening her legs to me. She always just covered herself up so that I couldn't see her. Kelly didn't care. At least not anymore. I leaned down and kissed her thighs and inhaled her heady scent. She smelled so f*cking good.

Feelings boiled up—guilt toward Mom twisting like a blade in my chest, but it just fed the blaze. From the floor, Lara finally snapped out of it, her staring spell ending. She crawled over on hands and knees, carpet rustling under her, and climbed onto the bed's edge. Her hand reached out careful toward Mark's straining cock, fingers grazing the wet tip. 'Let me join in, Daddy,' she murmured, voice thick with want, her other hand already sneaking under her shorts to circle her swollen clit.