Dane Halo Nude Novels & Stories

The rest of it was all polished wood. "Do me a favour…" Dane rasped and I directed my gaze at him. He was taking off his cloak and I stared in anticipation. He jerked off the cloak, the inner shirt, exposing his long muscular body inked with a drawing of a vicious-looking half-man half-beast. He shook out his rich, full hair, letting it fall over his impossibly broad shoulders. When his hands went to the waistband of his trousers, I fucking stared with my mouth slightly parted. There was no way in hell I was missing this part. "Saraya…." Dane called and I raised my widened gaze to meet his. His eyes were dark and intense.

I urged. With a heavy heart, Dane conceded. "Please don't hate me," he whispered before gently pressing his pierced finger to my lips. He then signaled Deirk to join us, offering him the same connection before leaning in to bite my neck. As my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the white space, Dane's voice broke through the silence, his apology heavy with emotion that I could somehow feel. "I'm sorry for how I've been acting, really. I'm just terrified you won't see me the same way after this."

"You don't drink it, I won't let you go." As I said before, there was no refusal. I stuffed the white pill into Aryo's mouth along with the mineral water on the table. The effect wasn't instant. I used to have it for the gig*lo who came over. Men who have their anuses pierced climax and limp more easily, I need a longer sensation. Men. That's why I have long-lasting drugs instead of stimulants meant for women. Waiting for a reaction, I tease Milly first. Don't forget, conquering opponents in bed is ingrained in the Wiratama family, directly proportional to getting rid of opponents in the business world.

Maya is scared, but she has grown so used to hiding every bit of emotion that the last thing on her mind is letting me through the walls she has erected. Walls that I shouldn't even be thinking about breaking down. As her hand grazed the painting of a half-naked woman bathing under the sun, I remember her, standing naked by the window, her towel in a pool at her feet. She has the body of a goddess, the setting sun on her petite curves making her look even more ethereal. I try to bury the image along with the rest of my dark memories, but it just keeps resurfacing. Swallowing instinctively, I take another sip of my brandy.

Even the children were happy to see him like this. “Luna!” The moment shattered. We both turned at the same time. Mira. She stood at the edge of the training field, dressed in a fitted cream blouse and sharp sunglasses, waving far too enthusiastically. And for a second, I could have sworn that Nolan tensed beside me. He didn't move, however, the smile that was on his face almost instantly shifted. “Are you ready for our shopping date?” she called out, voice carrying just enough cheer to sound false. “Don't tell me that you forgot?”

Dane's sincere and dramatic confession finally breaks all tension as I crack a real laugh and prod him in the abs. The last traces of this fading away, leaving only a sense of shell shock and fatigue. “You’re lame.” “Come on…get undressed…. I need some alone time with you, skin-on-skin contact, and a dark, quiet room. I have to make my girl feel loved so she never doubts me again.”

Hal smiled as he looked at Damien standing at the door, with a black Gucci back in his hand. They all looked at him. But what surprised them the most and also left the others drooling, was the girl they saw, when Damien stepped aside. She was in a red long sleeved bodycon gown, that was above her knees, her hair cascaded down her back. The red slippers on her legs reflected the sunlight. He had a black purse draped on one side of her shoulders. Hal looked at Damien in pitty. He was definitely going to receive a bullet into his head, for bringing this girl to Banner.

Anyone with a good view or a pair of binoculars could potentially see the expansive deck and the gleaming pool. Elena stood at the edge of the water, completely naked, her body still bearing faint marks from the night before — light bruises on her hips from Damian’s gripping hands, reddened patches on her ass from his possessive spanks, and a constellation of hickeys across her breasts and inner thighs. Her skin glowed with a fresh tan and the sheen of sunscreen mixed with sweat. She felt exposed, vulnerable… and incredibly alive.

She groans when she feels his warm palm on her breast, gently kneading it while his other hand is pulling her pajamas. Nathan unhooks her bra and takes her breast in his mouth, making Halsey moan. His fingers are massaging her clit and she swoons. Halsey reaches for his shirt and takes it off while enjoying the feeling of his lips pleasuring her. Nathan rips off her panties and pulls her down from the counter. He quickly takes off his pants and underwear, making Halsey sharply inhale. Before she can fully appreciate his nude sight, he leads her to the shower.

Delanie, on the other hand, where was she? I got up and walked out of the dressing room. (DENVER HALES POV): I opened a window to my mansion from outside and sneakily climbed in. I couldn't let him find out. No way! I closed the window and up next was getting to the stairs, climbing it, and reaching my room. Only then will I be safe. He passed by the steps before I could reach it then I quickly jumped behind some curtains, hoping that he didn't see me. I breathed out in relieve when he passed and I noticed that I had been holding my breath.