Alastor Shirtless Novels & Stories

Then he frowned and gestured towards a nearby guard who instantly began to organize clothing for everyone still standing naked. I looked down. My clothes had magically reappeared. Like magic. We're a white wolf, what did you expect? Lilith's voice was filled with amusement.

I replied confidently. Angela gave a sharp smirk. “Okay! And if you lose, Alvaro has to be mine again!” “What the hell is this?!” A deep voice suddenly boomed, causing us to instantly turn toward the source of the sound. Alvaro was standing there wearing only shorts, shirtless. Sweat drenched his muscular body—maybe he’d just finished working out. And unfortunately, seeing him like that sent my mind reeling, reminding me of last night’s steamy encounter.

I was laying down the law, and I wasn't budging an inch. The bathroom door clicked open, spilling a fresh cloud of warm cedarwood and mint into the bedroom. Alfonso strolled out. He was wearing sweatpants, drying his damp, dark hair with a towel, bare-chested. Water droplets were still tracing paths down the thick cuts of his collarbones, running over the heavy corded muscle of his abdomen, disappearing right below the waistband of his pants. God, why does he have to look like that without a shirt on?

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

As they reached the end of the carpet they raised their heads as they heard someone clap his hands and Ash jaw hung open as he finally saw his incredible boyfriend, sitting on a chair that looks like a throne with all his protruding self. Alexander was wearing a purple and very thin shirt where all of his buttons were open, giving him a fantastic view of his smooth and evenly tanned skin. His whole face was covered with makeup and glitter while his hair was spiked up with a silver lining of glitter. His hands were filled with different rings with big jewels while his lower half was only covered with very short and tight black shorts. Ash blushed at his slutty outfit, Alexander was almost nak

Alastair The sudden call to attention shattered the silence, prompting both Ryle and me to turn in unison. Our gaze settled on the room where magic and meditation took place. From its depths emerged an elderly gentleman, his presence commanding respect and reverence. Clad in all black, his attire exuded an air of wisdom and authority. A grey leather belt encircled his waist, a striking contrast against the darkness of his tunic. The scapula he wore, with a black cowl attached, completed his ensemble.

Standing there was Victor, spreading his undeniable charm; except he was shirtless, with a towel wrapped around his waist, dangerously low. Oh, what the....

Aleksander sent a photo. God. I knew I shouldn’t click it. My brain screamed don’t, but my thumb didn’t listen. The screen flashed to life—and just like that, my entire nervous system short-circuited. He was shirtless. Not the casual I just woke up kind of shirtless, no—this was calculated. The kind of picture men send when they know exactly what they’re doing. His body was all lean muscle and golden tone, the kind that made you forget how to breathe. His shoulders were broad, tapering down to a sculpted chest dusted with just enough hair to look maddeningly real. A chain rested against his collarbone, glinting under the soft light. His hair was tousled, damp like he’d just stepped out of th

Ashly demanded something from nowhere, which made Alex start. But then Alex chuckled, getting up from the bed and undressing slowly. Teasing Ashly as he unbuttoned his silk shirt. Ashly has seen Alex shirtless before, and she almost came in her pants at the sight of her Alphas abs. Like how the fuck is ripped like that? Alex threw his shirt on the floor, then moved to his skinny jeans and took them off with one swift movement. Alex stood there in all his glory.

Alex hiss and Ash lay down and keep laughing his ass off to his mate. "Baby really now it's really hurt like hell" "Stop being drama Queen" Ash tease which make Alex pout even more. "You're wearing too many clothes for me. Off. Now." Ash demanded from nowhere which make Alex started. But then Alex chuckled getting up from the bed undressing slowly. Teasing Ash as he unbuttoned his silk shirt. Ash has seen Alex shirtless before and he almost came in his pants at the sight of his Alphas abs. Like how the fuck is ripped like that? Alex threw his shirt on the floor, then moved to his skinny jeans and took them off with one swift movement. Alex stood there in all his glory.