Ashley Matheson Nudes Novels & Stories

Thankfully, she wasn't naked, or else it would have been hard for him to control. He has refused to accept it but this woman turns him on whenever she is around, whether she is in clothes or not. He didn't realise when he stopped swirling his stick and got lost in her. The thoughts of doing sinful things were getting darker. Emerald dried her hair with her dress, and a faint smirk appeared on her lips. "Level one passed!" She mumbled to herself. She walked inside the castle and his eyes couldn't stop watching her hips swaying with the steps. The wet bikini wasn't hiding anything.

Her keen gaze absorbed every detail of the chaotic scene, her calm intensity radiating like a steady lighthouse amidst the storm. Next to her was Rhea, strikingly beautiful with bleach-blonde hair that shimmered in the light like sunlight dancing on water. She leaned against the doorframe with an effortless confidence, her smirk radiating bold charm. Rhea often envisioned herself by the Alpha's side; while Kael had never cast her a second glance, Tomas had—more than once, causing an electric tension that hung in the air. “She’s a menace,” Rhea said, gesturing towards Miso with a hint of playful disdain in her tone. “But I admire her taste. I wouldn’t go quietly either, you know.”

She sat on her tour bus, on her way to her home pack to stay with her parents for a while, flipping through a magazine she had picked up during their last pit stop. That was when she came across Alpha Ashton. The world’s youngest Alpha was chosen to feature in the kingdom’s famous magazine, modeling a pair of dress pants that fit him perfectly. He was shirtless in this picture and his abs were mouth-watering. She couldn’t look away from his rippling chest and bulging biceps; she also couldn’t seem to stop staring into the young Alpha’s dark and inviting eyes. They were so seductive and hypnotizing; like he was looking directly at her.

For the past two centuries, I've been a shadow his in her own shadow. First off, she took Martains away from me, stole my position as the Luna and still stood in my way, preventing me from actualizing my dream. "I thank the moon goddess for giving me such an innocent face. Nobody is ever going to blame me directly for anything with my looks on the outside." I watched Ashley groaning in pain as the whip tore through her flesh. She was trying to endure on her own and had even blocked out her wolf from helping her. Gradually, she lost it and her eyelids closed in utter surrender. She was gone! Gone forever.

She shut her eyes and tried to relax her mind. In the middle of finding peace within herself, Annabelle strolled out of the bathroom and her lips curved into a smile when she sighted Ashley lying on the bed. "Thank goodness you're here" There was a hint of excitement in her voice as she spoke. Ashley groaned within herself. 'Shit, this is bad timing' she said inwardly. Ashely opened her eyes and flung her backpack to the side of her bed. Then she sat upright and kicked off her shoes and then her socks.

The only thing she had on was a flimsy thong that barely covered her private area. She flicked her fingers, a sly smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Up here,” she pointed at her face. “Take pictures.” I reluctantly looked up at her and did as she asked. I snapped picture after picture. At first, it was just Asher lying there, Taylor perched on the edge of the bed, her breast on full display. She raked her fingers through her dark, long hair until it was tousled just enough to suggest something illicit. “Focus on the angles, it should clearly show it is Asher but not that he is barely conscious.”

The next second, Ashley screamed, and all the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. In front of her is a picture of a handsome man just out of the bath. He has wheat-colored skin and a tall and slender figure, the muscles of the chest, arms, and lower abdomen are fit and well-proportioned, and the proportions of the inverted triangle are perfect and impeccable. A bath towel is loosely tied around the waist, and the mermaid line is obvious and sexy. Ashley widened her eyes and pointed at the half-naked Morgan Blackstorm, "You...you..."

The figure said softly. "Are you going to just do what I ask of you?" She raised her voice at him. "I'm sorry I will have to turn you down, I can't do it, get someone else to do it for you." Ashley stood up, their gaze locked together, she unties her robe and allow it fall to the ground, revealing her naked body. She pulled the duvet out of him and grab his balls in her hands, gently stroking it. A moan slip through his mouth as she took everything in her mouth, making him moan loudly.

Ashley was naked! Whatever that fabric was, it barely covered her breasts. And it was only an inch beneath her pussy. I moved closer to her. “Turn around.” She hesitated. Then she shook her head slowly and eventually turned. “I'm sorry. I had no idea you were here.” Her back was fucking bare. Aside from the tiny fabric that did a poor job of covering her front, Ashley was naked. She fucking left her room and walked to the kitchen naked. I felt a rush of hormones. My entire body was fired up and I could not tear my eyes away from her body.

“Let them eat you, baby. Let them worship this pussy until you can’t think straight.” I came again with a broken sob, thighs shaking around their heads. They kept licking me through it, gentler now, drawing it out until I was twitching and oversensitive. When they finally pulled back, their mouths were shiny with my arousal. The sight made something deep inside me clench. Asher stood up and pulled his shirt off. His body was incredible — toned, strong, perfect. Finn and Silas followed, stripping down to their boxers. The outline of their cocks made my mouth go dry.