Stephanie Leonidas Nude Novels & Stories

In an instant, my Alpha and his mate were cleaned up and dressed once again in human attire. I observed Stephanie, now wearing a white sundress adorned with a floral dahlia print. The dress hugged her figure beautifully, accentuating her curves. The delicate fabric flowed gently as she moved, evoking a sense of grace and elegance. Her feet were adorned with black Grecian sandals that added a touch of sophistication to her ensemble.

It was probably a final fuck you from Carter, and as much as I wanted to destroy it, I plugged it into my laptop. It took a few moments to load. The room was dark, no windows, and plush rich royal colors filled the frame. There was nothing to give the space a location of where they were. They could have left the country, but I doubted it. But all of that was inconsequential to seeing the two naked bodies writhing together. I could see Stephanie's back but not her face as she rode on top of Carter, him gripping her hips as she bounced on top of him. My stomach twisted, and anything I had eaten threatened to crawl up my throat.

she adds as she lowers her head and licks around the dome of my cockhead. "I like what you're doing," I answer but I'm still watching the camera feed on the laptop. Stephanie has shrugged out of her bra and released her sizable breasts with a flirtatious shake. It's hard to tell but she appears to be in her late twenties or early thirties, with long blonde hair and an hourglass figure -- large breasts, flat stomach and curvy hips. "Do all white women shave?" Jasmine asks, glancing at the screen as Stephanie finishes peeling off her lacy thong, revealing a smooth pussy mound. She didn't say anything about the substantial boner her uncle is sporting.

while simultaneously experiencing a mixture of interest and concern as Elizabeth refocused her attention on the road and resumed driving. "We have naked people inside of that box. Both sent with consent and, uh, not," Stephanie admitted, decreasing the volume of the music slightly as she elaborated on her statement. "Nudes?" I blurted out, caught off guard. "What do you mean?" Elizabeth glanced at me through the rearview mirror, eyebrows raised in surprise. "Girl, you don't know what nudes are?" "No," I admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed. "And I really don't need the virgin conversation again."

Loukas lost it there, "I do not want anyone else but you." "Lou -," "Get out." Loukas felt his chest rise and fall with his anger as Leonidas passed him one of his infamous sad smiles before leaving the room causing Loukas to scream and crawl under his bed, his now erect member begging him for attention while he wondered when the tent in his trousers even formed and let out another scream in his pillow. Minutes after he had calmed down, Loukas began to walk naked through the halls of Castle Aetos, staring at some drawings of Leonidas he had done for his own fun which Leonidas adored and always framed before going down to the main spring some feet away from the building.

I looked at Stephanie and nodded, my hands slipped under her shirt, grabbing it off. She laughed and fell back a bit, making her boobs bounce in her tight sports bra. “Your boobs are so beautiful.” I ran a finger across it, and felt their softness and warmth in my hands. “I am telling you what to do, remember? Take off her shorts too.” I agreed and slipped down her shorts through her legs, revealing her nude. “No panties on? Someone is a naughty girl.” She laughed out loud and bit her lower lip. “Stephanie, your turn.”

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day.

I just needed my wife. "Mmm, I have a big surprise for you," Stephanie said as she opened her robes. She revealed her naked body. Right here in the hallway. I blinked in surprise at her large breasts rising and falling. She licked her lips, her bush trimmed and dripping with her excitement. Her nipples poked hard at her. "That is a great surprise," I said, moving toward her. My cock hardened in my PJs. I had on flannel bottoms and a shirt, both plaid. "But what if your girls see their mother standing naked with that come-hither look on your face."

It looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn’t quite place it. “Guess who made this?” Leila asked, her eyes twinkling. I studied the figurine for a while, searching. When nothing came to mind, I shook my head. “Stephanie!” Leila said with excitement. “Can you believe she crafted this herself? She did well, didn’t she?” I was a bit stunned. My heart clenched slightly at the sound of the name. Stephanie was King Theodore’s second child—Jack’s sibling, and Cole’s half-sister. But more than that to me, she’s Conner’s wife, my sister-in-law. She had been stripped of her title and exiled from the palace after the fall of my family.