Matteo Lane Nude Novels & Stories

He was with a comb as he combed his dark hair. I stared at his broad back and imagined the tip of my fingers caressing it from top to bottom. He has a perfect body shape and I may not have seen him exercise but I have a strong feeling that Leo goes to the gym. Leo is like a god, good-looking and breathtaking. I cannot help but get jealous that Clara had had a taste of him. I wished I was the one. Even with the way my eyes continued to stare at him, I could feel my wolf grow hungry for him.

The burn made Elias’s eyes water, but his cock leaked a steady stream across his stomach, betraying him. Matteo stood abruptly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His monk’s robe was already tented obscenely. He unbelted it and let it fall. His body was a map of violence and devotion: scars crossing his chest, a thick treasure trail leading down to a cock that made Elias’s throat dry. Heavy, uncut, flushed almost purple, a fat vein running the underside. Bigger than Luca by far. Matteo spat into his palm and slicked himself once, twice. Then he notched the head against Elias’s hole and pushed.

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.

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.

Lily gives a sad smile of relief. "I love you too. Now that Ian's finally gone, you won't have to worry about losing me or anyone else ever again." They hug one more time before pulling away again. Lily's eyes wander and she looks back up in an instant when she realized one thing. Her mate was completely naked, and it was just standing there thrilled to see her too. "Oh god! I forgot you're naked!" She turns beet red. Lily puts her hands in front of her face so she wouldn't have to see it. She was felt so embarrassed with the state they're in.

Knowing that Justin was about coming, she stripped herself and was left in nothing but a lacy pant and her brazier. Lying on her side, she plastered a seductive smile on her lips which she knew Justin couldn't resist. Justin walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel covering his waist downwards. His hair still dripping, showing that he had hastily had a shower. Veronica smiled and bit her lip, trying her possible best to look very seductive as she motioned for Justin to come forward in which the latter gladly obliged. Justin drank in Veronica's naked body and thought she was perfect in every way. As he walked towards her, he felt his wolf protesting against it.

' Patrice moaned at the portrait of our mate. A snarl escaped my lips as jealousy consumed my body at the sight of a picture of our mate with a blonde girl. They were on a beach, his hand on her waist. They were wearing matching sunglasses and although Salazar wasn't smiling, you can tell they were happy by the big smile on the lips of the girl. The image lived in my mind and it ruined the rest of my day that I stayed in my room sulking. Patrice was also fuming mad in a part of my mind, howling from time to time.

"I still don’t understand why I was treated as if I had leprosy or something. What was so repulsive about me? Natasha asked. William opened his mouth to speak but silence was all that came forth. “Come on, you have to at least tell me, I deserve to know, was I too pushy, too clingy, or was I just not good enough” "No, you were perfect," Liam said, halting her. He gently caressed her cheek, his words carrying a sense of sincerity. "You are perfect. Perhaps too perfect, which made me nervous and confused. I ended up messing everything up. I wish I could take it all back. I really wish I could”

Our secret was our lifeline, a promise of a future where we could be open about our bond. However, Matt's unexpected move caught me off guard. He pulled me to a quiet corner, the back bench where nobody could eavesdrop. I could feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach at his touch, but they vanished the moment I saw the anger etched on his face. His voice, hoarse and edged with frustration, demanded to know where I'd been the night before. I couldn't help but let out an exasperated sigh."Dude, I was exactly where we were supposed to meet," I retorted, my voice tinged with hurt and annoyance. "You bailed on our plans."My head was pounding, the pain now a cruel soundtrack to our heated ex

I didn’t want to look at him in the eyes, so I acted like I didn’t know he was talking to me. When I still felt his presence staring at me, I turn to him immediately. “No…” however he wasn’t taking to me but someone else. I looked to where he was and he was talking to Matt. Matt had an empty space but it was occupied by his bag, probably it’s because I was reserving it for Juliet. “No-.”Matt frowned, before removing his bag and allowing Shane to sit, “Have your seat.” “Thanks.” Shane replied. After Shane had found pleasure in the seat, the gym teacher coughed, catching our attentions back at him.