Absolutely Blake Nude Novels & Stories

I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my panties, lift my hips slightly, and slide them down before kicking them aside. Now completely naked, my skin prickles all over, pussy lips already puffy and glistening. Blake’s eyes narrow as he slowly steps back and sinks onto the leather sofa at the edge of the room, legs spread wide like a throne. This dude doesn’t take his sinful eyes off me for a second, his dragon tattoo flexing as he adjusts his bulge without shame. "Spread them." I hesitate, my cheeks flushed as vulnerability hits me like a slap—naked on his bed under the harsh white light blazing overhead, as if it’s mocking my exposure.

Her soft, full breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and round, perky ass had made her a favorite in fashion and lingerie circles for the past two years. But today was different. Today, she was doing her first fully nude photoshoot. The man behind the camera was a legend in the industry: **Julian Black**, 38. Renowned for his fine-art and erotic photography, his work hung in prestigious galleries and the private collections of the wealthy and powerful. His images were sensual, raw, intimate, and unapologetically erotic. Julian stood near the large industrial windows, adjusting softbox lights with practiced precision. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair stre

Nik gritted his teeth and watched his hand caressed her arm and pulled her closer to him, hugging her in front of him. Nik scoffed and pulled himself up. He looked at Blakely again. She was looking at him with tears in the corner of her eyes. She looked so pitiful and Nik couldn't help but feel something inside him curling up because of her expression. Blakely is an innocent person who woke up the inner beast inside him. He couldn't believe this pitiful little devil could stir emotions inside him like she owns him. However, he refuses to listen to the little voice inside him.

I kneeled in front of him and gently took his hands in mine. "Only for a moment, but I'm right here with you. Use the mate bond to ease the pain and you'll be fine." I reassured. He nodded and took a deep breath. "Here goes." He sighed. "I, Elijah Black, Omega of the Midnight Pack, hereby cut all ties with the Midnight Pack and will become a Rogue." His face immediately contorted in pain and he put his hands on his head, groaning. I pressed my forehead against his and hoped that my presence might ease the pain a bit.

He let out a low but dangerous growl. ''If the picture fell and broke, you would have fallen with it.....'' He threatened. I gulped not at the most meaningless and lamest threat I have ever heard but at the fact that he was standing in front of me with folded arms dripping wet, practically naked. His hair, his green eyes, his abs. Oh my God! His abs were just undescribable, no amount of words can make you picture the epitome of a god standing in front of me. He wore a white towel which hung dangerously low exposing his sexy v-line. My eyes involuntarily trailed from his chest, to his waist down to the towel. Only if the towel would somehow fall off his body. Oh how happy I will be .....Aargh

The next day at the Von Strudel mansion, it was not a normal morning, the family had received an unexpected visit, it was Markus Blackwood, the powerful werewolf warrior, leader of his pack; in the human version of him he is a manmuscular, with an imposing presence and an intense gaze. He has a neatly trimmed beard and black hair, which he usually wears short and messy. Her facial features are strong and angular, with thick eyebrows and a straight, prominent nose. She has deep dark eyes that seem to peer into people's souls.

He is smiling at me, I can't tell you how long I have waited for him to give me a smile that touched his eyes. " Well this looks nice." I said with a smile. " I feel like there's a "but" coming." He said. " Well I am still in my robe and you are... ehm." I said and bit my lower lip. I have seen this man workout and let me tell you, he is hot. Alex Black is a God, his body is so perfect. " Oh yeah, I suppose we should be less naked I guess." He said and I blushed. He is so blunt.

To the right, a picture of Harou himself; In the middle, a picture of Blake with darker eyes in a deep green and hazel; and to the right, a picture of Damian, or as Harou likes to call him, Keiran. Blake nods in disbelief. "This, can't be real. This is . . . . What is this?"

“Give him a taste of that pussy he’s been eye-fucking all night.” "I want you to ride Blake” There is no going back Kayla!!. I stood up as he also stood up wanting to go to a secluded place. “No.. here..while we all watch” My pulse thundered in my ears. Did I hear Tess correctly? Blake sat back down, pulled down his shorts, and freed his thick, hard cock. Nick even reached over and stroked it once, whistling in approval. Alessia licked her lips, staring hungrily. I pulled my nightwear over my head, leaving me completely naked. Then I straddled him, slowly sinking down onto his length.

Life was finally getting bright for her. Tabitha enters Blair's chambers without a sound, her eyes widening in surprise as she finds him standing in the middle of the room, nude. She couldn't help but take in every inch of him, his chiseled abs and toned muscles, his perfect fair skin. She felt herself salivating as she saw him, mesmerized by his beauty.