Jack Wolfe Shirtless Novels & Stories

“I get what’s going on. You can’t shift back and talk to me because you don’t have any clothes nearby.” “Lily, no,” I hiss when she tries to nod at him that he is right. “But …” “But nothing,” I interrupt her. “We don’t know anything about him. He’s not a wolf. For fuck’s sake, we don’t even know what he is. We have enough troubles as is, we don’t need more.” He stands up, unbuttons his flannel shirt, and takes it off. Revealing under the fabric exactly what I expected - a lean, muscular body. It is hard to tell if it came naturally or from hours in the gym.

Beau mumbles, rolling his eyes, but then he looks up at me and frowns, "He's naked right now! How is that fair?" "He just doesn't have a shirt, and it's because he gave it to you, so shut up!" she growls, her face turning red again before she looks at me again, "God, I'm so sorry..." "Don't be, it's funny. But you're right, it will stop being funny soon," I laugh, thinking of an older guy running around naked like that, "Beau, men can't run around naked. No one can. It's illegal." "What if I want to shift into my wolf form?" He asks, with a raised eyebrow.

"Pleas just take it off." "What? Why?" "Because, I'm asking nicely. Just take the sweatshirt off Mar." I crossed my arms under my chest, clutching at the sweatshirt. "That's not a reason. I don't want to take it off." "Well, I don't want you wearing it." What the heck? I looked at him, eyes wide and confused. He let out a loud huff, running his hands through his gorgeous dark hair. "I don't like another males scent on you. It's driving my wolf insane. Please take the damn sweatshirt off, now."

I thought if I added another layer it would be too much to handle in this heat. Now I know why everyone here dresses in shorts and t-shirts or the skimpy dresses. It's so hot here that I expect to see fried birds falling from the sky. "Mara," he says in a low, dangerous tone. "Take that ridiculous hoodie off right now." I don’t want Johnathan to see me in the my underwear. I don't want anyone to see me naked for that matter. Wolves aren’t usually bashful about nudity. We’re used to shifting in packs and getting naked in front of each other, but it’s been so long since anyone but Lucas had seen me naked, that I’m shy about it now.

“As I have said before we are wolf shifters not humans. He is going to have to accept that there are times when one will see everyone naked. We don’t see it as embarrassing or shameful. Some are more comfortable than others and we do need to blend with humans so we do use clothing when it is appropriate. Sleeping is not one of those times. “. This time she got the full on effect of that handsome wolfie smile and amber eyes. Pulling on a T-shirt and jeans, he just ran his hands through his hair while he slid his bare feet into a pair of deck shoes. “I have a complete name now and some insight into the rogues themselves. I just have to get past Jeff ragging me out for investigating it on m

She was stunned to see the person in front of her. Aaron Woolf He was very well put together with a perfect muscular body. He wears a white shirt and black trousers but no tie. Katherine knows he had never liked to wear it one. The top button of his shirt is open and gives a full view of his white creamy chest. Sexiness dripped from every part of his skin. His impossibly dark brown hair which looked so smooth was slid back with care. His dark grey eyes bored into her which made a shiver run down her spine.

He was gentle for a giant, his shirt somehow came off even though not once did he put her down, and the heat coming off his bare skin turned Ruby into a wet mess, her own uniform clinging to places where her arousal was clearly showing. "Wolfe, what the fuck?!" The sound of Moss shrieking from the bedroom doorway acted like an ice bath, and both of them sprang apart like guilty teenagers. Wolfe looked nervous, his hands were in the air as he backed away from the bed, grabbing his shirt off the floor. He hurried past Moss, who somehow looked larger and meaner as he hissed at Wolfe, "What the fuck, man?" And Wolfe seemed to bow under some unseen pressure, muttering sorry as he exited post hast

"Dumb ripped my shorts off me and started pushing up my sweatshirt and was groping me. Dirty unbuttoned his pants and told me to open my mouth. Dumb got really excited and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the ground. He said open wide you're gonna get a mouthful. Dirty shoved his dick in my mouth. Something inside me snapped a d I screamed No in my head and I bit down as hard as I could and ground my teeth together. I felt his skin break and tasted blood so I jerked back my head and felt his dick go limp and a chunk was in my mouth. I spit it out and said 'Who else wants to be dickless?' I was furious that they wanted to rape me and so was my wolf." "My wolf said 'Celly, let me have c

He carried me to my bedroom and laid me on the ground. “We’ll have breakfast in a couple of minutes. Get dressed in something other than that,” he looked at my outfit pointedly. It dawned on me that considering the time he’d been asleep, he’d probably never seen a lady wearing a hoodie with shorts before. Considering how my outfit was tattered and worn down after my morning “run”, I saw why it lacked appeal. Before he turned toward the door, he stopped and asked, “Is there anything you need, Sofia?” I need to get out of here was I wanted to say. Instead, I shook my head. “No.”

I immediately called him back, thinking he needed my help with something. "Chloe. Did you get the picture I sent?" His voice was a low rumble. I put him on speaker and opened my texts. There it was. A shirtless selfie he'd clearly just taken in what looked like his home office. He was leaning back in his chair, his chest and abs on full display, his hand resting low on his stomach, just above the waistband of his boxers. It was blatant, arrogant, and unbelievably hot. "Oh my god, Mark!" I gasped. "That's so... what if someone sees this?"