Novel & Cerita Brock Magnus Nude

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

Magnus climbed onto the mattress and leaned over her with a mischievous grin. “Teaching you a lesson for calling me an old man,” he said. During the playful movement, the towel Sarah had wrapped around herself loosened slightly and slipped away, revealing her curved, attractive, unavoidable shape. Magnus froze for a brief second. Even though he had seen her nakedness before, the sight of her still managed to catch his breath unexpectedly. Magnus slowly pulled off the thin singlet he had been wearing before leaning closer to her. His lips hovered near hers for a second.

“Magnus… no. Please, not a video.” Magnus’s smile was cruel and beautiful. He tapped the screen, starting the recording. The red light blinked on. He angled the phone so it captured Finn’s tear-streaked face, the collar around his neck, the constellation of bites and bruises covering his gaunt chest, and the way his legs were spread obscenely around Magnus’s hips. “Beg,” Magnus commanded, voice low and authoritative. He gave a sharp thrust, punching Finn’s prostate and drawing a broken moan from his raw throat. “Beg for my cock like the desperate married whore you are. Tell the camera who owns you now.”

I could feel it traveling in my chest now that he was gently molding and squeezing my crown. Damn it! I don't wear any bra. "Just a sec, hon. I just want to release my excitement. You're making me shiver..." he continued kissing my back. So, I couldn't do anything about him wiping my clothes down on the floor. It's very accessible since it's a satin dress. My nakedness immediately appeared in front of Magnus, wearing only my black lace panties. I even saw him trying to open his pants and lift the polo shirt he was wearing.

That asshole marked me without my consent! I walk out my room and head straight to his. Without knocking, I enter, ready to rain hell on his arrogant ass. But I don’t. Magnus is naked on the floor, in a fetal position, his clothes torn as if he shifted again and again. His eyes are closed and he is whimpering some words I can’t understand. “Not her,” he pleads finally in English. “Not her too.”

I instructed with a grin, biting my lip as they turned to look at me and staked towards me, pulling me to my feet and taking turns giving me slow loving kisses. “Then fair is fair darling. You lose the big baggy shirt and bra and stay in your jeans and just a tank top. A tight one. Let us see you. Oh and no panties either.” Magnus grinned as he pulled the shirt off of me. I smirked and undid my bra, handing it to Kane before going back to the closet and coming out in a black spaghetti strap tank that came just below my belly button. My jeans were old and well-worn and sat right at my hips so when I took off my panties I felt exposed while still being comfortable.

Before she could leave, a low and cold voice stopped her from behind. "Where do you think you are going?" There stand Stand in his glory. He was only in his black pants, and his upper body was naked, giving a perfect show of his 12 packs muscles. Water was dripping from his hair. Brianna forgot what was she doing. She was lost in the deadly beauty of the man before her eyes. Subconsciously, Brianna gulped down her own saliva. In her haste, she stopped blinking. Her eyes and heart betrayed her mind.

"Dripping with my brother's cum and already ready for more. Such a greedy little omega." He withdrew his fingers and I heard the sound of his belt buckle, the rasp of his zipper. Then the thick head of his cock pressed against my entrance. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you forget Cassian's name," Magnus promised. "The only name you'll remember is mine." He slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed, my hands scrabbling against the tree bark. He was bigger than Cassian, or maybe it was just the angle, but he filled me impossibly full. My pussy burned from the stretch, still tender from everything it had endured.

attention, what made her breath catch in her throat, was his state of undress. Naked. He was completely naked. Magnus stood before her, completely naked, his toned body on full display. And there, jutting out from between his legs, was his cock, fully erect and throbbing with need. Cathy's mouth went dry at the sight, her own arousal slamming into her like a tidal wave. Want. God, she wanted him so much it hurt. Oh my god, she thought, her mind reeling. What is happening? Why is he here, like this? This couldn't be real. Had to be some kind of hallucination. But even as the questions raced through her mind, Cathy found herself struggling to tear her gaze away from the magnificent specimen o