Mal Malloy Nude Novels & Stories

"Minimize it. We're not animals. We go in, we take out his operation, we leave. Clean and quick." My phone buzzed in my pocket. I ignored it. It buzzed again. And again. Kieran raised an eyebrow. I pulled out my phone, ready to silence it, and froze. Mali. Three photos. Each one more revealing than the last. Her in lingerie I didn't recognize, posed on her bed, looking at the camera with an expression that made heat flood through me. The last one was just a text: Miss you "Fuck," I muttered. "Problem?" Kieran asked.

Kendrick glares up at Junnev, her fists folded stiffly by her sides meanwhile Burke's face is going from red to purple fast. I rush into the bathroom to find Malakai and my eyes burn at the sight before me. Malakai has Mallory propped up against the wall, legs between her thighs that are wrapped against him like a snug belt and he's slamming into her like his very next breath depends on how deep he can rut inside her.

Just when I was about to take a step forward, I heard a creak. The door opened, and Charles stepped out, a crystal goblet of wine in his hand, his robe lazily draped over his form. His face twisted in a frown. His arrogance remained, even in the dead of night. It seemed like he came out to complain about something. But then, he saw me. And I let him see my true self. He saw the corpses lining the hall behind me as the light from his room illuminated the hallway. Saw the crimson stains on my hands, my dress, my face, and my sword.

Malachi said, “If you want her, you're going to have to talk to me like a man.” Confusion passed in Jordan's amber eyes before his brows drew. “Shift back.” Malachi ordered with a serious tone. Defeated, Jordan lowered his head and let the process begin. Within seconds, Jordan stood naked in front of Malachi. Oh God! Malachi's eyes beamed, “What a sight!” Jordan didn't flinch. He stood there proud. Waiting. Malachi smirked, his eyes glued on his crotch. “I swear the Goddess outdid herself with you. No wonder poor Selly couldn't stop crying.”

Maeve added in a voice that suggested that Andrea should keep her dreams where they belonged in her head. Andrea finally understood what she meant when Maeve pushed her phone under her nose. Andrea’s eyes had widened, and her jaw dropped to her chest. The images were of a shirtless and muscular Professor Matthew in nothing but speedo shorts that clutched the muscles of his thighs and a tanned body. And there was the girlfriend who looked like someone cut out from a Vanity Fair center spread. Her blonde air glistened underneath the Tahitian sun. Her body was svelte and tan, and she was also picture-perfect beside him on the yacht. Impulsively, she swiped through the pictures and saw more. The

THEME:P**n Audition "Show the camera your tits," Molly bit her bottom lip, batting her lashes at the cameraman. She was a blonde exotic beauty with gorgeous green eyes and full bow lips. Her body was every man's wet dream. A slim, wiry waist and wide hips. Her tits were massive, a D cup and the very reason she was at the p**n audition. "Yesss," The director urged when Molly reached for her tiny pink bra cups. Molly pushed the bra cups down, freeing her heavy hugs. They bounced as she set them free, making every man in the room groan at the sight.

Mathilda explained. "No! She is lying. I didn't kill her and what proof she has." Athena was confident that without any proof police won't touch her. "I have all the proofs of your illegal supplying of drugs and killing innocent children." Celestine nodded her head to Brad and he plugged the USB into the big projector. It was a short video clip where she choked a 10 years boy to death and threw his body to the wolf. The big screen flashed with photographs of Athena taking money for drugs and dagger in her hand.

I could hear people moving around inside so I pounded loudly, making sure she couldn’t ignore my presence. “Mal, can you get the door?” Her mother yelled to her. “Sure, mom!” She hollered back and I heard her feet pattering towards the door. Perfect. The door flew open and Mallory stood there in a tight tank top with no bra, her nipples protruding against the material, and a pair of cotton shorts with holes in them. She had no make-up on and her midnight brown locks cascaded over her shoulders, reaching her waist. She looked sexy as fuck and a low growl tore through me at the sight of her.

She shook uncontrollably to the new pattern as she slipped down the wall to her knees. “I love when you’re a good girl.” Malcolm tossed his phone on the nightstand and tore off his clothes. Standing before her naked his shaft demanding her attention. Melody licked her lips and crawled to his feet. Her mouth watered at the sight of his response to her state. She stared up at him as she licked his straining hardness. His taste was something she now craved.

Perhaps her PHP 2,000 pay will be squandered in one day, thus she should not be absent. "Boss, please don't let me in; I might be disabled." Luke gave her a friendly grin and bowed. "Don't worry, I won't let you in, just stand outside." He said this before grabbing his property and touching Malloy's femininity. Mallory's lips parted as she saw for herself and felt Luke's eagerness rub against her slit. It almost covers the surface of his femininity at the width of his head. Mallory couldn't stop thinking as she watched this.