Drea De.matteo Nude Novels & Stories

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”

The men exchange knowing looks as they glance toward Damien sitting in the main seat. I clench my fists, trembling as I turn to face my beloved mate. Beside him, in what used to be my seat, sits Celia. Damien doesn't even try to hide it. He smiles slightly. "Whoever defeats Aria gets her complete nude photo collection as a bonus. Plus full recordings of that night." His voice carries easily across the hall. "Alpha's the best!" The men erupt in excitement. Damien looks at me, amusement dancing in his handsome features.

When I woke up, I was in a strange room, cozy and warm. "How are you?" I heard and I stared at the young lady with beautiful hair and eyes. I haven't seen her in the Ice Pack before and that got me wondering who she is. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Arden's mate. Do you know about mate? I heard you're human" "Yes, I am. And I have heard about mates" "It's good to hear that. You are Xavia right?" she asked and I nodded. "You've got a nice name. You can call me Isabella"

Anna did minimal makeup for me, knowing I hate anything on my face. I smooth the front of the dress down for about the hundredth time, my nerves finally getting the better of me. For once, I feel beautiful. Not cute, or just pretty, but like in a crowd of a ton of mateless females, the males might wish I were their mate. I glance at Anna, who looks glorious, like always. Her hair slicked back in a high ballet bun, and she has finished the look with a set of pearls. “It’s Onyx.” She says, and I roll my eyes.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Matteo was sitting in his big leather office chair, shirtless again, pants pushed down just enough. His hand was wrapped around his cock—thick, hard, and so much bigger than I expected. Long and veiny, the head dark and shiny with precum. He was stroking himself slow and steady, eyes half-lidded as he watched the laptop on his desk. The screen showed a man fucking a younger woman from behind. She was on all fours, moaning loud, pushing back against him while he gripped her hips.

I quickly made sure my legs were wide apart, showing him how my cunt was prettily gaping for him, flexing my thick thighs and pulling him closer to the apex of my soaking wet curves. Standing at the edge of the bed, Mateo finally stripped off the rest of his clothes. Jacket, shirt, and trousers were cast aside carelessly until he stood before me completely naked. I literally drooled over his body. Up close, without a single shred of fabric hiding him, he was an absolute specimen. His broad chest heaved, his hard abs rippled with every breath, and his massive, thick cock throbbed heavily against his lower abdomen, veiny and menacingly large.

If I stopped at this point, we both would probably end up losing our minds. When the spell was finally done, the breath that I had been holding escaped my lips as a strong gust. I was so drained that I sat there like a corpse; still, unmoving. I didn’t even have the energy to take my hand off his forehead. “Valence! Let me go!” Nivaan shouted as he sat up with a gasp. “I need to go and meet Emilia. She is about to give…..” His voice trailed as his gaze landed on me. “Who are you?” His eyes widened, “Are you here to stop me from meeting my mate?”

Where she was looking at the place, his dark hues were roving over her small delicate form. She was clad in a black sports bra and a pair of black leggings. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she looked drop-dead sexy. Finding his gaze on her she turned to look at him as he cleared his throat. "We'll start with a warm-up, 20 laps for now," He said in his strict voice and she gulped, bobbing her head as she got to work. Draken peeled off his shirt as she started doing push-ups in the middle. Her eyes flickered to his back as his muscles flexed and that tattoo of a dragon got her attention. She instantly looked away and focused on the warm-up when he glanced her way.

“You can’t just kidnap me and—” “We already did,” Matteo cut in. He reached down and hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties, slowly dragging them down my legs until they were completely off. My shaved pussy was now fully exposed to all three of them. Nico moved to the other side and tore my tank top straight down the middle, ripping it open so my full tits spilled out, nipples already hard from the cool air and their intense stares. “Look at her,” Nico murmured, voice thick. “Perfect tits. Tight little virgin-looking cunt. She’s going to look so good stuffed with triplet cock.”

The Elder tried to step in, but her pack guards blocked him. "And me?" she caressed her own belly. "I bring out his true, wild nature. I'm the kind of woman who makes an Alpha's blood boil." She leaned in, her voice so low only I could hear. "He said being with you felt like a duty. Being with me is true desire." My hands clenched into fists. "You think being Luna means anything?" Kyra stepped back, smiling with triumph. "He's in my bed every night, telling me how much he regrets mating with you."