Alaska Clarke Nude Novels & Stories

Mal: “Please don’t ignore me. Pick up your damn phone. There’s something I need to show you.” The next message was a very, very clear image of Mal standing in all of his glory, naked and soaking wet from the shower behind him. The man was absolute perfection. His broad shoulders opened to his amazing pecs. Which were slightly covered with neatly trimmed black chest hair that created a ‘happy trail’ down his stomach. He had the beginnings of a six-pack, but not enough to make him look too ripped. Claire hungrily took in the view. Her gaze made its way further down to his engorged member. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

Alpha Jake nodded at him, a smile still on his face. "That´s what we do, we take care of our own." He let out a wide grin before turning his gaze on us. Clair and I immediately flashed him a warm smile. "And I assumed, one of you is Luna Clair, and one is Alia? Am I right?" He asked, shooting us that boyish smile that made him look way younger than his age. "Clair Galhart," Luna Clair extended her hand for a handshake to which the Alpha accepted before she glance at me for a second, and then turned back to look at Alpha Drake. "And this is Alia Williamson, Gavin´s mate."

Another day, another message from Clarissa. I don’t even check my phone because I can guess what she sent me: a peek of her boob, a selfie with her bare ass in it, her eyes batting at the screen as she belts her naked chest with one hand. Whichever picture she uses, it’ll always be the same message beneath it: I miss you. I can’t even be free from her here, in the CrestRidge house. Two weeks ago, I’d have been banging on her bedroom door at the first nude. But today? I just feel on-edge, like something very bad is unravelling.

Knox POV Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I stood frozen on the edge of that goddamn dock. Alice was out there in the water, completely naked, moonlight sliding over her wet tits every time she moved. Her nipples hard from the cold, that little smile on her face, hair slicked back like some fucking siren trying to drag me under.

They were standing, holding drinks in their hands, looking like they were at a party. The next photo showed the blonde woman sitting on a couch. This time she was naked, her legs spread, and her pussy was shaved like it said in the ad. The third photo showed Greg. He was sitting on a deck chair by a swimming pool, naked as well, his erect cock flat against his belly.

Clark says, desperate not to lose the privilege. On Friday night, the trap is set. Rodolpho positions the laptop perfectly, ensuring the lens captures the entire mattress. When the secure connection chirps, Clark's face appears, already sweating. Rodolpho doesn't say a word to the camera. He slowly unbuttons his tactical shirt, sliding his trousers down his thick legs until he stands completely naked in front of the lens. He climbs onto the bed, pulling his knees up to his chest, exposing his tight, puckered asshole directly to his husband's gaze. Clark's mouth hangs open, his arm pumping furiously off-screen as he watches Rodolpho slide two thick fingers inside his own rear, opening himself

I wanted to be that yellow chair, but I looked back to the human, spreading her legs on the bed, her own arousal starting to pool. I gave one look at Katla, and she motioned for me to continue. I began to slide my pants down over my bulging, hard cock, and Katla commanded, “Clarissa, remove his pants and suck him.” I looked at Katla, Alpha commands don’t work on humans, but Katla smiled and watched Clarissa.

“Keep clear of the pond.” “Yes, Alpha.” They knew better than to question me. “What if someone comes…?” Kristen looked around but I was already taking my shirt off. “No one will.” Next was my shoes and socks. “The patrol…” “Were instructed to stay clear.” Removing my shorts, I was standing here ass naked in front of her. The satisfaction of watching her eyes look me up and down sent goosebumps down my back. Taking a step past her, I jumped off the waterfall and into the pond below. The water was almost crystal clear and felt amazing on this hot day.

Mathilda explained. "No! She is lying. I didn't kill her and what proof she has." Athena was confident that without any proof police won't touch her. "I have all the proofs of your illegal supplying of drugs and killing innocent children." Celestine nodded her head to Brad and he plugged the USB into the big projector. It was a short video clip where she choked a 10 years boy to death and threw his body to the wolf. The big screen flashed with photographs of Athena taking money for drugs and dagger in her hand.