The Howling Nude Scenes Novels & Stories

Whiskey. “Watch the screen” he snapped. He let go of my chin and backed away from me, letting the screen come back into view. The pictures began to change in quick succession, flicking through the gruesome images. It stopped again on another wolf, its belly was cut open and its guts were spilled out on the ground. The chair warmed again, and for a brief second, I wasn’t cold. Then it changed to a small group of giant wolves, all standing together with their big teeth facing at the camera. The collar whirled to life and the pain shot through me once again. I trembled and shook violently as I screamed in pain. I'm not going to be able to hold out too much longer. The electricity stopped and I

The three nymphs take a now and walked majestically to Lucas then each of them took their position and pull out their cloth revealing their bra and hot thighs. One of the girls holds the cap of Lucas cork and rub it until urine was coming out while Lucas almost died in pleasure. The other girl romance Lucas nipples and places her mouth on his nipples. She such his nipples without any pity and chew on them. The other of the nymphs pull out her tongue and engage in a kiss battle with Lucas. “ Awn,” Lucas moaned, and the spectators all burst out in loud laughter. Lucas body start transforming into a wolf and his dick keep growing larger will fill up the mouth of the nymphs.

Goosebumps raid my skin. “Why here?” I find myself asking when we pass by the fourth unlocked door and get the visuals of a woman sucking off a naked man with a heavyset build and a sagging belly. I look away quickly when my eyes catch sight of another woman wearing a cock dildo joining them, standing behind the woman and pushing into her asshole. An embarrassed flush travels up my skin. Heavens.

Throwing her into the room, I slam the door shut and give her one order. “Get naked.” A devious grin lifts the corners of her lips. “I knew you had missed me,” she whispered as she proceeded to do as I asked. I take a seat on the bed, watching her undress. I wait for the excitement. I wait for the attraction. I wait for… something. I have fucked Maia countless times in the past. Her pussy wasn't the best but it was manageable. In a matter of seconds she stands completely bare before me. Her body was average but that lip biting thing she was doing was just pure disgusting.

Some were free lounging on silk couches, drunk or drugged, whispering sweet filth to passing wolves. Even worse, so much worse, were the ones who weren’t pretending. In a hall lined with dark lounges and low light, I saw them. Bodies writhing. Moaning. Screaming. Sex, in the open. Without shame. Without choice. A gasp caught in my throat. I had never seen something so—so vile, so animalistic, so terrifying in my entire life. Juan turned to look at me. I tried to look away, to force calm into my body but my disguise was cracking.

As if a weight had been gently lifted from its base. The magic was working. Then the wind shifted—and I knew we weren’t alone. Nyx rose instantly, her voice a growl inside me. She’s back. I turned toward the trees, heart pounding. The cursed wolf—Vyre—stepped from the shadows like a ghost, her form flickering in and out of shape. She looked like a woman and a wolf and a storm wearing skin. Her eyes bled shadow. Her claws dripped with black fire. She smiled, and my blood ran cold.

"Clara? Do you want me to go?" I should have screamed yes. Instead, I whispered, "Stay. Just... watch. See what he's done to me." Nolan's smirk returned, triumphant and wicked. "That's my girl. Always so eager to show off." He released my wrist, but only to yank the robe open, exposing my naked body to the room. The cool air hit my skin, making my marked breasts heave with each breath. Hickeys dotted my neck and chest, handprints on my hips, dried cum flaking on my thighs. "Look at her, Jenna. See the evidence? I fucked her senseless last night and this morning. Filled her holes, made her scream."

I want to pound Carina so badly that she’ll regret leaving me behind, hanging with nothing. A list of thumbnails with sexy positions and beautiful women flood before me. By just merely seeing tits and pussies before Iget hard. I scroll the screen while as I look for the best one. I stop scanning the selection when I spot a hot blonde bombshell with a body of a p**n star masturbating on the screen. I click the window and play the flick.

He was nothing but a filthy old alpha now, lower than a rogue, just holes and a cock for their entertainment. Ferdinand stood nearby, watching the scene with a cold, disgusted chuckle. “Pathetic. Always so easy, Richard Tealthorne.” High above the hall, hidden behind thick pillars and out of sight, the Clawlinger spy recorded everything in clear detail. His camera caught Richard being destroyed, face buried under a dripping pussy, another omega riding his cock like a toy, cum dripping from his lips and chin. The lens also captured Sebas on the nearby sofa, brutally fucking Paloma’s throat, her head hanging off the edge as he thrust deep.

Her breasts flattened against the window as he filled her completely. Hawthorne fucked her with long, powerful strokes, one hand on her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit. Every thrust pushed her harder against the glass. The half-open blinds left nothing to the imagination, if anyone looked up at the right moment, they would see her naked body being taken from behind, glasses on, mouth open in ecstasy. “Look out there,” he growled in her ear. “All those people who think you’re such a dedicated student. If they knew you were up here getting fucked like a whore…”