Velvet And Veneer R34 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hours bled into a blur. The cabin was filled with Evelyn’s guttural snarls, her pained gasps, the scrape of her nails against wood. Sweat poured down her temples, soaking her hair. Her body thrashed until Kael’s arms were the only thing keeping her grounded. Every time Jonah or Rowan moved too close, Kael’s growl deepened, a feral warning that none of them dared test.

I could feel his hands sneaking into my thighs and caressing my bare skin. “Ahhh….” I moaned out again, and continued. Even though Darius had left, I couldn't stop. I wanted Kelvin to stop. He was my nemesis, I shouldn't let him touch me. He yanked off my panties, my body almost betrayed me. I wanted it, my wolf wanted it more. His kisses intensifies and hot flashes drowns my body. I could feel my clits linger and wetness between my legs.. “K.. Kelvin.” I moaned out again.

Fingers trembling slightly, she untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside lay a pair of sleek black panties, the fabric smooth and lacy at the edges, but what made her cheeks heat was the small, discreet vibrator embedded right at the crotch, its shape molded perfectly to press against her most sensitive spots. The device was matte black, seamless, designed to hum against her clit and slip just inside her entrance if positioned right. Aurelia's breath caught, her body responding traitorously, a rush of warmth pooling between her thighs despite the cool breeze drifting through the cracked window. She could picture Ronan's smirk, his commanding voice in her mind, urging her to obey. The tho

“I’m here to wear anything you want, Mr. Vale… or nothing at all.” His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. She dropped the robe completely. Underneath, she wore only the sheerest black lace lingerie — a bra that barely contained her full breasts and a thong that disappeared between her perfect ass cheeks. The pieces were from his own collection, but on her body they looked sinful. Damien’s eyes darkened as they traced every curve. “The dress is on the mannequin. Try it on.” Raven stepped closer instead, close enough that he could smell her perfume — jasmine and something darker, seductive. “Help me with the zipper, Sir? These things can be so… tricky.”

Something raw. That’s when *she* entered his line of sight. **Raven Vale**. At 26, she was a living legend in the adult film industry—the ultimate fantasy made flesh. Long, silky midnight-black hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing a face that could stop hearts: high cheekbones, striking violet eyes that seemed to glow with wicked intelligence, and full, plush lips painted a deep crimson. Her body was pure sin—large, perfectly rounded breasts that strained against the fabric of her dress, a tiny cinched waist, wide hips, and a thick, heart-shaped ass that had launched a thousand viral clips and broken comment sections worldwide. She wore a backless silver dress that clung to ev

He paused, looking from his documents to us with a smile. "Are you sure?" He asked with a lop sided smirk. "An Aston Martin Valkyrie. This rare beauty uses its side mounted ca—" My eyes fazed out in excitement as i smiled at Jade. This was the life i wanted. And in that moment the luxury was nice. It felt unrealistic. And extravagant. But i thought i was finally living, finally grasping the world. Life. But alas— To be continued...

Ramon on the other end was busy with his phone while Violet in her corner was hoping to say a word to Connor. ‘How can they be this calm and quiet?’ she thought. ‘I thought the Fridlings were a bunch of noisy humans… according to what I was told.’ She thought again and looked at Ramon. His Jet Black hair fell to the shoulder and a part covered his face, his left eye. His striking fairness was toned by the dark hair and the dress he was putting on. Her eyes roamed around him, studying his physique, his facial expression and what he was doing. She was a little amazed at the way Ramon stayed very cool in the car... Annoyingly cool! ‘How in earth, can a man be this cool and quiet towards his wif

She caressed the velvet soft skin over the steel inner core as Heath straddled Talen’s legs behind her, his hands travelling from her hips, up to cup her breasts, rolling the nipples between finger and thumb. Cameron was still trying to coax Rhett into sex, spooning him and kissing along Rhett’s shoulder whilst cupping Rhett’s c-ck. Rhett wasn’t as resistant as he pretended to be, Aislen thought watching them out of the corner of her eye, he just liked to make Cameron work for it, and liked to be seduced. Talen’s eyes smoldered, the red spark of a vampire glowing within their depths as she looked back at him, and his smile was slow and smoky. “Well, little demon?”

Instead, she strolled right into the room like she owned every single square inch of the property. She was absolutely stunning to look at, but it was a dangerous, sharp, and lived-in kind of beauty. She was tall, lean, and completely confident in her movements, with long, pitch-black hair that fell in wild, messy waves all the way down her back. She was wearing tight black leather pants that hugged her legs, a tight black tank top, and a cropped leather Reaper vest that had the name “Raven” embroidered in bright white letters across the front. She had dark tattoos covering both of her arms from her shoulders down to her wrists—vivid images of skulls, red roses, and sharp reaper scythes. She

Vespera reached for the little collar which had the effect of smearing the wet makeup further and catching Lynn's hair with the edge of her hand, pulling a section loose from its arrangement. "Let go of me!" Lynn pulled back sharply, breaking free with enough force that she had to catch herself against the counter. She looked at Vespera with irritation and anger. Lynn's gown was dark with water across the entire front. Her makeup had migrated, foundation streaked and the whole architecture of her face undone. She turned out to look so rough and uncoordinated. Vespera stepped back and looked at Lynn with an expression of genuine, concerned innocence. She appeared mildly confused, portraying a