Aaron Rodgers Nude Novels & Stories

Aaron said for Daniel to nod. “ yes boss” he said for Aaron to hang up. He went back to the hospital room but Amanda already slept. He smile removing his shirt as he walk to the ward bathroom to freshen up. The dropping water from the shower pour down on Aaron from his head down to his torso, then his navel straight to his manhood as the water fall to the ground. Aaron stood under the shower butt naked as he relaxed to the calmness of the water when he felt warm soft substance at his back and around his waist.

It was the Alpha's headquarter. I pushed open our door as Helena shifted on my back. I turned around and she fell on our bed and I turned around to see the lust in her eyes. "We're covered in mud, Aaron." She announced. I looked down to see our dirt stained clothes. I ripped my shirt off and pants. She looked at me with wide eyes and planted her palm on my stomachs. "You're very toned..." She traced my abs and I took in a deep breath when her cold finger traced it.

Or at least it felt like it, because a shudder of awareness ripped through me. The smirk that crawled across Aaron's face was the cruelest thing I’d ever seen, and it didn't help my paranoia that he had in fact seen me through the gap. “Maybe it's just a little mouse,” he drawled, his voice dripping with a terrifying, knowing amusement. “Looking for some scraps I guess, I hope it's enjoying the show though.” Suddenly he stood up, not even bothering to cover himself. Despite the awkwardness of my situation, I couldn't stop myself from drinking in his half-naked body, my eyes fixed on the hard, monster cock swinging between his powerful thighs.

I asked, looking at the ceiling. “Why are you with him? I don't want you with him!” Romeo growled, and I pressed my lips together so I didn't accidentally laugh at his silly acts. “Why are you all getting jealous of each other? Can't you be civil with each other?” I asked, sitting on the bed, the door of the washroom open, revealing half nakèd Aaron. He has a towel wrapped around his waist, his chest clean and full of muscles. His broad shoulders and 6 pack abs are the evidence of his hard workout, will anyone believe that his stomach was chubby a few years ago.

I asked because all cards had to be checked. “No, I am not gay. I love women, and soon you’ll see that, too.” Soon, that meant he had me in mind, and the realisation of that made my day so much better. I hoped it wouldn’t take forever. I had to hit the shower as well. Seeing Aaron in his naked, wet glory was such a turn-on, and I needed release. The shower would help quiet the noises I wanted to make while I sought release.

Aria whispered. “Yes, Zarya.” He breathed. She stood and walked to him. “Maddie says it’s traditional for us to undress each other.” Aria pulled his shirt off. His chest was toned and she traced her fingers over the curves of his muscles. She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, then drew them down along with his boxers. Jeremiah stepped out and she moved them aside. Standing back, she looked at his nude body. He was tanned all over and beautiful. Like most desire demons, he didn’t have much body hair and was smooth almost everywhere. Jeremiah watched her eyes as they took him in and felt himself getting hard from her attention.

Aaron Rogers made a gesture with his gloved hand. "Bring him forward," he announced. His assistant, Simone, tugged at the chain in her hand and the man before her stood. He was a tall fellow dressed in tattered clothing and his shaggy hair was matted to his head. It was dirty with leaves and dry twigs. He glanced warily at Simone before turning to Aaron. He put his bony hands together and said in a deep, hoarse voice, "Please, I beg of you. My children. Set them free."

I arrived at the door of his white apartment. Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. I froze. Aaron stepped out wearing nothing but a bathrobe. His hair was dripping wet. Water slid from his forehead down to his collarbone before disappearing into the folds of his robe. For a moment, our eyes locked. His lips looked even redder than usual, and something unreadable flickered in his gaze. “What are you doing here?” My heart hammered as I stared at his pale, half-exposed chest.

She said before storming out once again. Jason shook his head and sat back down. Aaron gave me a look, and we snuck off to the backyard. We were there silent for a while before Aaron got up and took off his shirt. I bit my lip as I stared at his psychic. He had well tones abs and strong muscular arms. And as if he couldn’tbe anymore sexier, he had a tattoo on his side. It said rebel. "Care to join?" He asked. I glanced over my shoulder at the backdoor before stripping down to just my underwear.

Steam danced over the surface of the water, softening the light and cloaking everything in something like magic. Alaric dropped his robe first, stepping out in plain black boxers that clung to his hips. Aaron followed next, then Kael—slow, bashful, trying not to overthink the curve of his body beneath the soft cotton. The moment the robe fell from Kael’s shoulders, Aaron’s breath caught. The light skimmed across Kael’s small frame, his bare skin still decorated with fading bruises, but the swell of his baby bump gave him a glow Aaron couldn’t deny. He stared, lips slightly parted, unable to tear his eyes away.