Jack Wolfe Shirtless Novels & Stories

Cole asks, frowning at me. “My little wolf,” I murmur, reaching into the breast pocket and taking it out, smiling at it. “My good luck charm. Nobody died on his watch.” Cole smiles softly at me, nodding and then helping me take the shirt off, tossing it on top of an empty laundry bag. My pants come off next and I’m too exhausted to feel prude about it. It’s not like my boy-short underwear are shocking in any way, and if Cole is feeling somehow turned on by this then that’s his problem.

he probably started a business and taught others like I taught. "Alpha," they all shouted in unison and I lost my train of thought due to the interruption. I turned towards the entrance and saw James in a pair of grey shorts but no shirt. How long has he been standing there? 'Girl that's the least of your concern right now! His shirt is off! You always wanted to see how he looked like shirtless,' Chloe said and I dipped my eyes to his well sculptured chest.

Jaxon Norris ordered, and I rolled my eyes at him, taking out covered plates from the bag. Offering Aiden my arm, I helped him get to his chair, then announced that I was going to bring out some bottled water for us. When I returned, Jaxon had removed his shirt and said, “I'll show you mine if you show me yours.” I chewed on my bottom lip nervously, set down the water bottles, then turned around and, breathing out, lifted my shirt, exposing my wrecked back that my wolf couldn't heal. Surprised by the lack of shock from them both I glanced over my shoulder to see Jaxon’s eyes narrowed at me and Aiden looking pale.

"Do you want me to wear a shirt?" "N-no..." "Is that so?" he raised an eyebrow. I began fidgeting with my fingers and stared at my hands. "I, just thought it would be appropriate to wear a shirt because we'll be taking photos..." "You're wearing a golden, glittery cap and gown. I don't think anyone would even notice me not having a shirt on." After that, I burst out into laughter. Wolfe tilted his head, looking confucked and wondering what I found funny and I never imagined he had a good sense of humor. Soon a smile did slowly creep up on his face.

This time he isn’t even trying to calm his wolf down and stop. "Eaton, control yourself." I whispered again. Both of my hands are against his chest, pushing him. Eaton is breathing heavily and his eyes scare me. What the hell is wrong with him. He slowly put both of my wrists above my head and pinned them down with one of his hands. Unlike his darkened terrifying eyes, his movements are slow and steady, making me feel like i am not threatened. He slowly lifted my sweater with his other hand and took it off slowly and threw it to the floow. It’s good that he finally learnt how to not just rip my clothes off my body,

I saw a tall built guy, lean frame with broad shoulders. Black tousled up hair and brown eyes. He was holding a glass of what looked like orange juice and of course he was shirtless. Latifahfor crying out loud, do not stare. I've been around werewolves for about a year now and I'm still not used to the fact that they all look so gorgeous. He was only wearing slightly ripped jeans. I just continued gawking at him. He was hot. It was a fact. He smiled at me. A white dazzling smile.

What debt was big enough that he was going against his own belief, his own race and reign to pay back? All of this is causing me a headache and the fact that I won’t be getting any answers is terrifying. I don’t take notice of when he moves away from me and comes back. “ Wear it. ” Wolf throws something down on the bed beside me. Surprised, I look at him first and then at the piece of clothing placed beside my bare thigh. I stare at the black T-shirt, feeling absolutely dumbfounded. Wolf doesn’t say another word and simply turns around to go towards the door of the room. I look up, my eyes fixed at his back which disappears out of the door when he closes the door behind him.

A grimace appeared on Alpha Black's face, further terrorizing the people near him who had come to greet him. _Who is Mr. Fantastic?_ growled Mr. Wolf. The man and the animal were so furious that the wolf's growls came out of Black's throat. "Pardon, I know, I'm acting like a teenager, but...he's just perfect. I saw him shirtless the other day and... oh la la! I can still see his muscles under his clothes." "_Oh_," the man and the wolf nodded. A shy smile played on Black's lips. A man saw him and pissed himself in panic.

I keep my cool, and my shoulders are relaxed as I wait for Vaughn to speak. “I want you to pull off your shirt. I want us to go naked today.” He utters and I curse under my breath. What is causing him to be suspicious? Well, I fuck him every day and I expect him to be. But fuck? “We are anonymous, Lone Wolf. Going naked will be going too far and I don't want that. I will respect it if you keep the boundaries.” I tell him softly and Vaughn nods his head meaningfully.

"Go on, wolf-man. Show me what you've got." I looked at Elowen. She was blushing, but she nodded slightly. I stood and pulled off my shirt. Rowan wolf-whistled — a sound I now understood was meant to be appreciative — and Elowen threw a pillow at her. "You're impossible." "I'm thorough. There's a difference." The pants came off next. I felt no shame in my nakedness — I'd spent most of my life without clothes — but I noticed Rowan's eyebrows climb toward her hairline.