Matteo Lane Nude Novels & Stories

I whispered, at loss of what more to say. “I've known Zurien since we were kids and he doesn't just help somebody spend a night in his room. That place is his sanctuary.” Luna Nymeria said with a scoff. "He almost cut off Rune's hand for going into his room without permission when we were younger.” Aria added calmly. "I have no idea, okay.” I burst out in frustration. The anxiety of being judged clawed at my chest like a knife. “Are you guys having sex?" I let out a loud screech at Melanie's presumption.

The nouns floating weightlessly in the space, sharp and heavy as a scalpel. Aurora’s brows furrowed. "Mate with my mate? I have no mate," she declared stiffly as she got to her feet. Her gaze was steady, yet her heart drummed in her chest. "You’re mistaken, witch. If you’re talking about Sage, he’s not my mate. He’s just—"

"How do you even stand sleeping in the same house with that fat pig?" A soft moan followed, then Matteo chuckled. "She disgusts me so much. She can't even keep her legs open, and her folds are so disgusting, I can't even look at her without losing my appetite” They both laughed as my fingers tightened around my bag. "She still thinks you'll touch her again?" the woman asked. "Please," Matteo scoffed. "I'd rather die." Something shattered inside me as I walked in. Matteo was naked on the living-room couch, head thrown back between his thighs… on her knees… was Kylie Mercer.

I'm short of breath, god I wish I was more fit. "Lacey. Ciao!" His gaze is steadfast, full of confidence. What the hell is he doing here looking all dreamy and dishevelled-in-a-sexy-way in his relaxed roll up top, jeans and loafers? And why am I makeup free, squinting back at him, soaked in sweat? "Matteo!" I say way too enthusiastically, taking a deep breath. His eyes are burning with humour as he hands me the yoga mat and I take it with clammy hands. I can see he's holding a large sketch book, and a pencil is lodged behind his left ear.

I knew a test when I saw one. And right now? I was being tested. The underground auction was successful but Luca and Matteo weren't fools. They might have bought me but they sure as hell didn't trust me. Not yet. Matteo leaves against the wall of the indoor gym, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his toned, tattooed muscular arm and a silver bracelet that gleamed under the light. “Like what you see?” He asked, teasing.

I rather be mateless than be the laughing stock of the school. MATE !MATE !MATE! Gray shouted but I locked him out and looked at Bennett, and said "I would rather be mateless then be mates with a nerd like you" then walked away and back to where my parents. As I reached the stadium my mom did the unthinkable. She slapped me. I looked at her with wide eyes as she glared at me

" He said in a whisper again, gripping my ass. The way he said those words ... I could feel myself getting wet. ''Yes, I do. Like a lot.'' He smiled innocently. Though I was pretty certain he knew perfectly well what he was doing. Softly his hands touched mine and he went on to stripping me down naked from head to toe. ''Get in,'' he said. I went inside the bathtub as he pours down Equate Beauty Lavender Foaming Bath. The bubbles were growing rapidly around my body and somehow I was geeking like a child the whole time. Matthias takes off his robe and he was already naked. His six-pack abs were tight, smooth and tanned, with just the right amount of dark hair trickling down the center. His le

‎ ‎Kane walked out shirtless, towel slung low around his hips, completely unbothered by the presence of two very amused men in his room. ‎ ‎Matteo arched a brow. “Not shy, are you?” ‎ ‎Kane smirked. “Lucien’s seen worse.” ‎ ‎Lucien didn't even flinch. “Don’t flatter yourself.” “Or are you trying to intimidate me you devil?” he continued amused. ‎ ‎Kane dried himself off, took his time dressing, slow and deliberate. ‎ ‎“You’re really going to leave her down there?” Matteo asked, voice casual—but eyes sharp.

With Matteo’s smooth gaze fixed on Isabella, he unbuttoned his shirt slowly, revealing his strong, muscular chest. As he took his shirt off, he let it fall to the ground and exposed his flawless physique. Isabella’s stomach fluttered, and she wasn’t aware she was unknowingly licking her lips as her eyes took in the half-features of Matteo’s nude body. His shoulders were broad, his chest rippled with muscles, and his abs were strongly defined. Every part of his body was neatly shaved and clean. The sleeve tattoos on his arms and the prominent veins in every part of his arm make him appear breath-taking. ‘God!’ She thought she was hallucinating because Matteo looked like a sexy Greek male mod

“But don’t touch yourself. That pussy belongs to us now.” She stepped under the spray. Water stung her sore spots. She scrubbed fast. Trying to erase them. But every time she moved, she felt the ache inside. The stretch. The fullness they left behind. When she stepped out, towel wrapped tight, Matteo was waiting with the dress. Black. Short. Low cut. Mesh panels over her nipples and between her legs. Basically nothing. “Put it on,” he said. She hesitated. Luca stepped close. Voice low. “Or we fuck you right here. Again. And film it. Your choice.”