Derek Hale Shirtless Novels & Stories

she snapped “That’s not it, there were lot of guests at the palace today, and so I couldn’t find a place to bath before coming” he explained again buttoning up his shirt Ashley look at him for sometimes and look away, she seems reluctant to speak but finally say the word and told him to use her bathroom just this once “Just think of this as…a huge favor from me” Derek nodded slightly and smile, he loose the almost done buttons and remove his shirt revealing his body, and then he tried taking off his trousers when Ashley blindly scream stop him

Dark suits hung in there, perfectly arranged. Lewis' frown deepened as he searched through them. “Do you own anything normal?” “I own many normal things.” “No,” Lewis corrected, “I mean casual.” Derek leaned lightly against the wardrobe. “I don’t do casual things.” “That’s concerning.” Lewis kept looking. “Black. White. Black. White.” He looked back at Derek. “Do you dress like you’re attending your own funeral every day?” Derek didn’t answer immediately. Lewis finally stopped at a white shirt and pulled it out.

Fiona’s POV Alpha Derek rose up with an unhurried confidence before going on to strip off his jacket and unbutton his shirt with a sickening precision. Leaving just his pants as the top fabric fell off revealing a sculpted chest and tight muscles. I stupidly waited for him to remove his glasses, but he didn’t. Instead, he handed his clothes to a warrior next to him and strode to the stage with one of the warriors leading him, proving the rumors about how he fought and kept it on till the end to be true.

The darkness and silence is total, apart from the light shining from a single window. I climb up the short stairs into the house, grateful for the silence after the long day I've had, but I've barely taken a few steps when I hear the creak of a door opening. My breath catches in my throat because out steps Derek. He is wearing nothing other than a pair of dark blue shorts, his incredible body drenched in sweat, his hair falling sexily over his eyes. His eyes lock with mine, freezing me in place. I gulped. “Derek? What are you still doing here?”

Derek is the type that has a lean appearance when he was wearing clothes but is muscular when he was wearing tight-fitting clothes. He has taken off his jacket and now it remains the white vest under it. He glared at her when he heard her word and muttered, "What a pervert". Of course, she didn't hear what he said and only continued to check him out, her body leaned forward and her arm was on the armrest with her palm on her cheek as she stares at him with interest. "Wouldn't you take off your shirt?" She questioned when he wasn't removing anything anymore as he just sat there with his phone in his hand.

After that night we never stopped hanging out. "Don't test me, Alley! You know that is not what I meant. Seriously, you are barely wearing clothes, what the fuck is wrong with you? And you spent all Summer like this?" Before Christian could really start getting at me for wearing shorts that barely covered my ass matched perfectly with a purple tube top my brother draped his flannel shirt over me. "Missed you Alley Cat," Derek gave me a kiss on my check before finishing "but Christian is right. You walk around dressed like that the town is going to think they can take advantage of you."

"Forget it. I need to go prepare for the market." He walked away quickly, leaving Talia standing there alone. She frowned, perplexed What just happened? Talia shook her head, and walked back to her room in a daze. She didn’t know what to make of Derek’s strange attitude. She arrived in front of her door and without thinking, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. Talia froze. Her breath hitched and her eyes went wide. Damon stood in the middle of the room, completely shirtless. His hand moved to his pants and she stiffened.

“Pietra! He hugged me, his muscles tense. Derek was a fitness junkie. He was always at the gym or going for a run or participating in one of those firefights where you swing ropes like Tarzan. This meant that their hugs could be quite intense. “Derek… I can't breathe. I flailed my arms uselessly as he squeezed the air from my lungs. Derek released me. “You smell really bad,” he said, smiling as he ran his fingers through his short, wavy black hair. “I really wish everyone would stop pointing that out. “It's hard not to. Do you want to take a shower?

He asked me. "Just watch and see" I took off my shirt, baring my bra to him because I knew that I had to entice him at some point. He immediately took off his boxers and lay back on the bed. Now, he was completely naked. I looked over at his dick and oh my God! He was huge! I cursed him in my head! Why does such a jerk have to be so good-looking and huge at the same time? God really is unfair! Why did he give an asshole like Derek all the good things?

Jared spring out his long hidden secret just to convince Derrick to desert Jasmine. Derrick was surprised. "You are heartless, so you did such and never admit" Derrick said his voice shaky. "I had to" Jared defended himself. "The ball is in your court". He roared at me on my way back home. The ball was in his court and he had to awake to it. "I know what to do" I told his subconscious and he did.