Mati Khalifa Naked Novels & Stories

I reached into his kandura, my fingers closing around his dick, rubbing the length of him with a firm grip. “Katia,” he groaned against my mouth. He pulled away just long enough to strip. He pulled the white kandura over his head and discarded his boxers, standing before me completely naked in the desert light. I didn’t wait; I shed the abaya and my own clothes, kicking them aside until we were both entirely naked on the ridge. We came back together instantly, kissing deeply while our hands continued to explore and

I pushed through the thicket, and my eyes widened at the sight before me. Kaliyah was standing by the edge of the water with her back turned toward me. I watched closely as she began to undress, piece by piece, until she was completely naked. I shouldn’t be here. *And why shouldn’t you be here? She is your mate, for crying out loud. She belongs to us,* Kyrax’s voice was gleeful, and I could feel the pervert practically drooling. *Let’s go to her. Undress her. Bathe together. It’s the perfect moment.*

Now his hunger had shifted to something far more primal. He had spotted her earlier at the exclusive beach club in Yasmine Hammamet. Layla Ben Ali, 28, a Tunisian-French artist with warm golden-brown skin, long dark curls, and striking hazel eyes. Her body was a masterpiece — full, firm breasts, a narrow waist, and long, sculpted legs. She wore a sheer white sundress that fluttered in the sea breeze, leaving little to the imagination. Rafael approached her with calm dominance.

“Jake will definitely help you if you help me now. You don’t have to live like this. Jake has helped others before. He is a good alpha, unlike Dane. He will listen to me. He is my mate.” The mention of the word mate made him flinch. His hand immediately drifted up to the necklace hanging from his neck. He rubbed it nervously, his mind elsewhere. He stood up as if dragged to that half broken chair beside the window by an invisible force. His gaze shifted to the wilderness outside, ignoring the scorching sunlight filtering in. He looked... restless, almost as if he were on the verge of a breakdown. Something was troubling him, but maybe he wasn't sure what. His lips parted as he whispered the

Suck on that Gamma Bill. I smile to myself as I roll my shoulders back and strut into the arena where I see the most bodies moving around. Loud taunting and grunts fall off until there is only awkward silence. There is no way I don’t look like a total mess. I’m in yesterday’s crop top and matching workout pants. Dirt cakes the front of my top and I feel a film of filth over my exposed skin. After all, someone had pinned me in the dirt when some of these cowards attacked me.

he ordered. Maya stood and, curving her lips in a sensual smile that sent all his blood rushing to one spot, unfastened her robe and let it slide to the floor. Lex stood and divested his own body of its garments. Freed from his pants, Lex's cock twitched at the sight of her nude, caramel hued body.

Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully athletic build, his dark skin gleamed under the moonlight as he approached. Aisha turned, eyes dark with hunger. “I don’t want the polite version,” she whispered. “I want the raw one.” Khalid smiled darkly. He closed the distance and pulled her into a deep, commanding kiss, his large hands sliding under the bikini to explore her curves. The contrast between his scorching palms and the warm sea breeze on her exposed skin made her shiver. He slowly peeled the bikini off her body, letting it fall. The warm tropical air kissed her naked skin while his burning touch left trails of fire wherever he caressed.

Shadows pooled in the corners. Khalifa stood at the foot of the bed in nothing but a Red g‑string. The thin fabric did little to hide the curve of her hips and the dark triangle between her thighs. She held a small bottle of lubricant in her hand, turning it over slowly. "Out of curiosity," Kai said, "you're applying that to the wrong place." Khalifa smiled, "Watch and learn," she said. She squeezed a ribbon of clear lubricant onto her palms. She rubbed her hands together, spreading them evenly. Then she cupped her full breasts, coating them with the liquid until they glistened under the dim light. Her nipples hardened at the contact.

“I came to inform you that Alpha Khalid is attending the fireworks; he wants to speak with you.” “What for?” I asked, not interested in meeting him. “The reason for his meeting is unknown; he says it’s a private discussion between you two.” I scoffed and looked up at Matthew. “What do you think?” I asked, and Matthew shrugged his shoulders before taking a seat. “Maybe for a business deal?” “I don’t think so,” I responded. “Well then, let’s wait and see.” I nodded to his words and returned to the file in my hand. “I saw Levi on my way here.”

Everyone at the table sucked in a breathe. Female beta Neila took the child in his arms away. He sat down in partial shift. I've never heard of any Alpha holding this much self control before, no less the Alpha King. “My King, are you okay?” A stunned Mira asked from beside him. She moved her hands to touch his jaw. His eyes snapped to her. I have no idea what she saw in them but she flinched back like she saw a ghost. “Brother are you alright?” Melanie whispered like she was scared. It was rare for her to be scared.