Alpha Ripping Shirt Off Novels & Stories

He pulled out a new shirt. Without warning, Arden pulled the vinegar-stained shirt from his head. Aurora' mouth almost fell open at his perfectly toned body. It made her want to grab the vinegar and drip it over his abs and lick them clean. She quickly looked back towards the pizza as he finished changing his shirt.

Alpha Alessio was already dressed up, to my surprise. “Alpha? Do you need any help?” I asked out of courtesy. He turned to face me. He was wearing casual clothes surprisingly. A black high collar t shirt with its sleeves scrunched up at his forearms, black jeans, a navy blue jacket on his arm that I suppose he was planning to wear over the t shirt. The dark colour was complimenting his skin and the hairstyle. Looking at him dressed like this, it was no wonder that so many girls could not stop talking about him.

Alex quickly took off his suit and tossed it to the ground, then reached forth to cup her left boobs in his full hand. Ann let out a sexy soft breath and pushed him to fall flat on the bed. Alex quickly starts to undo the buttons of his shirt before slipping out of it in a haste, getting ready to take her as she approaches him slowly. She swallowed hard when she saw his strong eight pack abs revealed in front of her. He was looking so hotter without the shirt on and it made her blush hard.

He said giving me a pleading look. I chuckled, "no I'm not angry at you." We continued our search and soon found the right box. "What's this?" Aaron asked showing me a white shirt that now had paint hand prints all over it with my name written boldly at the center. I laughed, the hand prints were mine. "Its some kind of middle project. I decorated the shirt myself." "Cool," Aaron said and suddenly pulled his shirt over his head exposing his abs and shiny packs to me. My breath got caught in my throat immediately, I'll never be used to this. "What are you doing?"

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.

He laid hold of her shirt and ripped it off so she left in a bra and then proceeded down and force her jeans down her waist to reveal her curvaceous hips. He licked his lips seductively and rubbed his hands together with a big smirk, "Who would ever think I'll be the first to penetrate the power alpha of all time? The alpha who caused the high-ranking pack to cover themselves in shame" Ajax pressed closed and when he unhook her bra from behind, the cotton piece dropped to the ground revealing her firm b00bs which points to his face. "Woah!" His eyes widened in bewilderment and he chucked, "Look what she has been hiding the entire time"

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I explained. "Anything for you," Arion said as he stood up offering me his hand. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. Arrow wistled as I stood up. "Nice ass," he chuckled. I looked down and to my horror, I was still only wearing his shirt! I nearly died on the spot! How had I forgotten to change? Or at the very least, how had I forgotten to put on pants or something to cover my butt! At least it was long enough to reach my knees. I headed for the stairs trying to calm my nerves.

The sound of a throat clearing made me whip my head to see Arielle, looking nervous yet satisfied, as if she had just accomplished something fairly difficult. “He’s stable,” Arielle told me, and she looked at my form up and down. I knew without her saying it, that she had noticed the stain of blood on my shirt from when I had carried Devin to the clinic. “I can get you a new shirt...” she offered, trailing off when she finally saw the look on my face. The feeling of anger in my body increased exponentially at the thought of Arielle offering me a man’s shirt. Where did she get the shirt from? What other man was she around? And why would they be leaving their shirts around?

I did whatever I could so that I wouldn’t give them any. I quickly learned how to become a shark myself. One that could, and would, protect their pack no matter the cost. Aria also wore a different clothing style when she came to breakfast. It was a style that I certainly approved of. Black jeans were paired with an off-shoulder dark red top that cinched her waist. It was sexy as fuck and highlighted her delicious curves that had been pinned up against me earlier. Oh, I approved. I definitely approved of her clothing choice. And she definitely approved of mine if the lust in the bond was any indication.