Drea De.matteo Nude Novels & Stories

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.

slowly i moved closer and pulled the duvet only to see Mateo lying beside me. "Ahhhh!" I screamed out. Immediately Mateo opened his eyes. "What is it? what is it?" he asked looking around i took a pillow and hit it on his head. " What happened last night? Did anything happen? I pulled the duvet slightly up to see myself down there and my gown was up, my bra off, I touched my butt and my pants were off! I looked around to see my undies on the floor, and I frozed . immediately i picked it up and held it under the duvet

“Annie. Leave. We’ve been over for a long time. I have a wife.” Her eyes darkened. “We’re not over until I say we are.” She raised her voice, desperate. Then softened. “Sorry. I just…” The trench coat fell. Naked. She stood there in heels, body on display. She strutted closer, tits bouncing with each step, her lips curling. “Look at me, Matteo,” she purred, sliding her arms around me. Her skin pressed to my chest, and I felt bile in my throat. I grabbed her shoulders, keeping her at arm’s length, my pulse hammering.

"After a week, and you still haven't added her to your collection.. ." So she'd heard the collection word from Matteo, but he was already interested in the bargain: "What's your stake?" "A million greens." Damn! Zayne was taken aback. Matteo leered like the devil, "A million from me too if you can resist that bouncy ass, Tits round like globes, A million if you can resist trying to figure out what she looks like underneath..." Zaynes swallowed so hard he felt his Adam's apple bounce. She had been in a towel, but, by God, he wanted to unwrap it from her body to see those curves.

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.”

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?”