Novel & Cerita Colossal Chest

Broad shoulders, muscled chest, bronzed skin, and a faint dusting of black hair that tapered down to… I swallowed the lump in my throat. Holy Shit!

All three heads turned toward the floor at once. Then it came. A sound older than words. A roar too deep for any machine, too primal for any engine. It vibrated in Ellie’s teeth, sank into her bones. A low, rolling rumble. Scales. Wings. Wrath. Ellie staggered. “What… what is that?” Cerebus’s golden eyes burned. His growl was not for the soldiers anymore. It was for something older. Something waking beneath them. The Chimera. Level 5 — Surface Exit

"I don't see it." Mags, Tali, and Willow moved closer. I looked at them, hoping they would see it as well. All of them looked at me like I was crazy. My cheeks flushed. I reached out. "This is what is left of the chest. It's been opened and butterflied." I traced the shape of it with my fingers. "This is where the entrails should be. But look, they're up here in a weird kind of design." I moved the tip of my finger over the long browning mess of intestines.

When she looks forward again, Cameron repeats his brother's proposal. _______________ Under the gaze of my magnificent father and this noble court, I would like to ask your hand in marriage. I promise you, Celine Coleman. Accepted? ______________ I promise you, Prince Cameron Crowther-his voice comes out strangely high and muffled, contrasting with his hard appearance. - Accepted. - With a triumphant smile, Celine returns to her seat and Cameron does the same. His smile, though, is as hard as armor, but the girl doesn't seem to notice. Out of nowhere, I feel a hand against my arm, and fingernails begin to scratch my skin. I struggle to hold back the urge to jump out of my chair. She doesn't

Delight was the only thing that resulted from hope. As I turned to walk away, I ran into something hard. a chest. A highly muscular, very manly chest. A second later, I smelled it—alpha, but not the aroma I knew. Something wild and untamed about it made it seem menacing. I staggered backward and met a stranger's face.

Then as I slowly open my eyes, "Oh my god." I am met with the image of a man's bare-naked chest. It is hard and sculpted and bulging in all the right places. It is so damn hot you can melt honey on it. Those rippled abs have crevices so deep that I can get lost in them. His sun-kissed skin is glowing in the light of the moon that is pouring through the open window. The scent of his cologne radiates out every pore from his body. But that is not all that captivates me.

Shellshocked at the assault of all the skin and sexiness right there for me to see. Hot, muscular and sculpted, sallow skin, carved chest, and that inky black vein on his neck travels down across his left pectoral and spreads to an almost upside-down tree of life, like a tattoo of a lightning flash spreading over the sky. It's kind of hot. Crazy, sexy hot.

They are so full and bulging. Russell said, "Not good?" Chelsea said, "It's not that," as she tapped on the protruding spot on his chest and whispered, "It's a bit erotic."

"Can you show me without touching my chest?" He said nothing, but pointed at her chest above her heart. When she lifted her hand to pull the dress down herself, she noticed him avert his gaze with reddened cheeks on his face. Catherine giggled a little before looking down at the 'mark' on her chest. It was bright red, matching Gunther's eyes, and looked similar to a traditional Chinese Dragon. Its form curled up on the top of her left breast as though it were asleep. What made it even more beautiful was the glowing white that seemed to emanate when his hand drew nearer the intricate design.

Crispin asks as strips off his shirt. I wasn’t sure where to look but my head wouldn’t turn. As much as I didn’t want to ogle his hard chest that was so beautiful. His skin was a beautiful caramel brown color and his 6-packed abbs were tight as he moved. Though the part I really loved was his chest. They were big for a guy his size and the way they moved as he flexed his arms was mesmerizing. I always loved a guy with a big chest as it proved he was strong enough to handle me. I did not except him to be hiding such a wonderful sight under his shirt.