Matteo Lane Nude Novels & Stories

I complain about Cassian being old, and he finds me a younger guy. I scrolled through his feed. It was all art shows and charity galas. Honestly, if I didn't already know the truth, I might have... no, I definitely would have been fooled. Matteo made some small talk, then said he had to go to a gallery opening. Later, he sent a few pictures from the glamorous event. All of them were dazzlingly handsome photos of himself. Might as well look. It didn't cost me anything.

I yelped but the sound ended in a moan. I felt the bed dip and I looked up to see that Matteo was now in front of me, naked. My mouth went dry. His hair was packed in a man bun. He had tattoos everywhere on his chest and whenever I saw them, it felt like the first time all over again. His abs were hard and he had a defined v-line that went down his body, connecting a trail of pubic hair to his long hard dick. He stroked himself in front of me and my mouth watered instantly. I wanted to have him inside my mouth. I wanted him to fuck it. I didn't care how sore my throat already was. I loved having nothing to think about except the feeling of two dicks inside me at once.

Say's Leonardo. "Rule number two". I turned to look at Matteo who was laying back on his elbow on the bed with no shirt on and I could tell that he was looking totally hot in that position. I gulped in the lump in my throat when my eyes descended on his well detailed abs. "We can do whatever we want with you and you have no right to object". I felt seriously nervous with the way their eyes were scrutinizing my whole body and it took me enough confident to turn to look at Leonardo.

“ I did not know that she was a royal. it was that time when the Queen and suspended me from attending the party and I went for a run.’’ I Began as Patricia and Aria sat beside me. “We battled hard while you were running and when he shifted into his human form appearing to me completely nude, I did not want to be in his presence. I assumed he was just another private looking to show his dick to the next girl found.’’ Patricia chuckled, gaining a playful tap from Aria who urged her to quiet down. “Did he not cover up?’’ Aria Questioned. “ You didn't even bother to try. it was as if he had something to prove. I did not know who he was because I've never seen him in the park before. a lot of pe

His chest, his ass, his back, his face as if he could get enough. He pulled away for enough time to remove his cloth from his body. Jamie could feel himself leaking pre-cum in his briefs. When Matteo dragged his strained cock out of his briefs he whimphered against his lips. Unable to form a word. “ Wow... you are leaking everywhere. Are you that excited?” Matteo asked Jamie who replied with a whimpher. ‘Why wasnt Matteo doing anything’ he thought. With a rush, Matteo pulled down his down his trousers along with his briefs leaving him completely naked. Jamie stood between Matteos legs feeling shy . Matteo ran his hands over his freckled skin moving to his pale pink dusky nipples and pinched

"I’m ruined! How can I live knowing that everyone has seen my nudes?!" "Technically, you aren’t really nude in them―" Annalise said. The entire family had read the article put out by Lady Vanity and saw the resulting photos― her straddling Matteo in nothing but her underwear, the both of them tangled in his bedsheets, her bra, half-falling off her shoulders to reveal a swell of creamy breast. If they were from a weaker family, Annalise was sure that her phone would be blowing up with all sorts of obscene offers from movie directors.

“Rico’s not here, but we are. Say hi to the camera, boys!” In the background, laughter erupted. Matteo killed the call and stormed over to a laptop on a nearby crate. His fingers slammed across the keys as he pulled up the live CCTV feed from the west compound. The screen loaded. Nearly twenty of Matteo’s men were lounging around like they were at a fucking pool party. Some smoking, some drinking, a few of them roasting meat on a makeshift grill. One guy even waved directly at the camera with a big stupid smile. Matteo’s face went dead white. “What the fuck did you do?”

He fucking knew what I was trying to do. I climbed into the huge bed and pulled the covers up to my chest, trying to calm my racing heart. Minutes later, the bathroom door opened again. Matteo came out freshly showered, wearing only black sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Water still glistened on his tattooed chest and shoulders. He looked powerful. Dangerous. Irresistible.

I licked my lower lip. "You know, you shouldn't stare at someone in such a perverted manner, Deirdre," he murmured. I quickly averted my gaze. "I wasn't even staring at you." "I don't need to see your eyes on me to know you were," he smirked. "I didn't." For a moment, he stood there naked, showcasing his smooth stomach, muscled arms, and a substantial erection that demanded attention. I couldn't tear my gaze away. Matteo walked towards the edge of the bed, crawling underneath the covers. "You can lie on top if you want," he offered.

The men exchange knowing looks as they glance toward Damien sitting in the main seat. I clench my fists, trembling as I turn to face my beloved mate. Beside him, in what used to be my seat, sits Celia. Damien doesn't even try to hide it. He smiles slightly. "Whoever defeats Aria gets her complete nude photo collection as a bonus. Plus full recordings of that night." His voice carries easily across the hall. "Alpha's the best!" The men erupt in excitement. Damien looks at me, amusement dancing in his handsome features.