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Before he could speak she snatched the knife from the sheets and held it up smiling like it was all part of a naughty plan. With quick slices she tore into her own nightgown, ripping the fabric apart in long messy strips that fell away from her body exposing her big soft tits with hard nipples and her smooth shaved pussy. She made sure it looked like she had brought the knife just for this, tearing more and more until she stood there completely naked in front of him, her curves on full display and the torn pieces of cloth scattered on the floor. Serena pushed Ethan back hard onto the bed and climbed right on top of him straddling his waist, grinding her dripping wet pussy against the growing

“You’re going to have to tell her that name is canon now. No takesies backsies.” “I hate everything,” Serenya mumbled. “And yet you love us,” Chelsea added sweetly. The toddlers had gathered around now, faces beaming with anticipation. With a small smile, Serenya nodded and stepped back. Her body shimmered with golden light before shifting into Solana, her stunning buckskin form tall and radiant beneath the late afternoon sun. The kids squealed in delight.

Lalisa could only whisper her name. Before she could say anything more, Seren’s tall, slender form appeared behind Kieran. She wore only a tight-fitting white tank top and grey sweatpants, revealing a perfect set of abs and a well-defined chest. A sly smile played on her beautifully sculpted lips. Her dark brown eyes swept over Lalisa from head to toe, undisguised.

he explained gently. Astraea couldn't help but scoff. "Those two really have it figured out. One plays the villain, the other plays the hero." Serena felt nothing. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. When she didn't respond, Forrest leaned in and began licking the back of her neck, trying to coax a reaction from her.

Serena: Every inch of my existence was battered. My body throbbed, and my eyes were now dry from crying. When I woke up, I found myself beside an abandoned building of the dead pack. It took me a few minutes to even force my eyes completely open. But I still hadn't managed to move much since then. Quiet whimpers slipped from my lips whenever I tried to call for help. It wasn't even the physical pain that weighed me down—it was the crushing of my spirit and the violation of my body that left me paralyzed.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

My eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Very funny Emilio" I slurred out annoyed. His wolf snickered and he shifted. Before me stood a God sculpted naked man. My face flushed red as I tried to look every where but him. "Aw Staz your face was priceless." He giggled pulling on some sweats. "Come on baby don't be so uptight, just submit to me." he stated dryly. I refused and he knew I refused to submit. He stepped closer when I didn't answer him causing me to back up to a tree as he kept advancing on me.

*BE MY NAKED LOVE* *CHAPTER 2* Approximately one hundred and sixty three days left, Lance had raised just three thousand dollars from the coffee shop and selling some of the possessions he owned. Vanessa still hadn't made a penny to bring home. Later that night she headed up to the biggest club in the town THE NEXUS. On arriving there , she met the female lead stripper Selma who was amazed by Vanessa's physical appearance and instantly knew she would be a top watch by the men.

I could not even wait for the water to get cold, I was already under the shower. When I was done, I found something casual and comfortable to wear. Jeans, a black crop top, considering that it looked hot outside. Then I paired it with some Converse. I let my hair fall to my shoulders and did no makeup. As I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my heart skipped a beat, dropping to the pits of my stomach when my brain forced an image into my mind without my consent. It was Mitch, on the bed. Lifeless. A suffocating feeling filled me and I tried to brush it away, because man, I had no time to be sad. But I could not. A knot formed in my throat and my eyes burned as they got teary.

"You would not." "Why not?" "Because a toad is not sexy. I am." I teased, and Solana rolled her eyes. She then walked towards the tub, carrying herself like she was doing the floor a favour. She entered, and I watched in torment, as every naked inch of her skin disappeared into the water, and she let out a sigh, relaxing her head back. "How do I move on from this, Marcel?" She asked suddenly, voice so low like it was breaking, and the gasp that followed told me that she didn't mean to ask that out loud.