Matteo Lane Nude Romane & Geschichten

“I can bring you mine, Ari.” I turned my head to the left and found Matteo standing over me, a huge smile on his face. He wore a three-piece suit, very much like the one his papa wore. Weird for a boy our age, unless you were Matteo Vitale or any other mafia prince. It was actually comical to see them all running around in suits… Well, except for Nikola. He threw his suit into the pool, refusing to wear it. Rolling my eyes, I folded my hands under my head and sunk a little deeper into the grass. “No, thanks.”

he says quietly, and Liana nearly whimpers at the loss of contact as he steps back. He kneels before her, all grace and focus. "May I?" One hand reaches for the hem of her robe. Liana nods jerkily. The silk parts like water, falling away to bare her completely. Goosebumps rise on her skin in the cool air. Matteo's gaze is hot as it tracks over her naked body. She squirms under his scrutiny. "Hip measurement first," he says briskly, as if unaware of the effect he's having on her. He wraps the tape around the fullest part of her ass, fingers spreading her cheeks just enough that she feels the cold slide of fabric against her most intimate places. Her breath hitches.

were Matteo’s closing words before the call ended. Matteo couldn’t wait too long, nor could he afford to just sit around speculating. He had to take concrete action to uncover the person behind the scandal involving the nude photos of him and Luna. Upon returning to the bed, Matteo was transfixed by Luna’s sleeping face. She remained enchanting, even though she looked a complete mess at the moment. He sat down beside her and gazed intently at her face. Gently, Matteo stroked Luna’s cheek and brushed aside a strand of hair that was partially covering her face.

I call that room my naughty room, which is my deepest secret. I am excited and my heart is pounding. I know that I am about to experience something new today. I slowly opened the door and stepped inside. The room was illuminated by a few candles, and I gasped at the sight before me. In the center of the room, there was a naked male, his body perfectly sculpted with muscles and his face handsomely rugged. His eyes were dark and intense, and I felt a thrill run down my spine as I looked at him. He seemed to be waiting for me, and I couldn't help but blush as I approached him.

"Matteo Sebastini! What the hell are you doing naked on my sofa?!" she asked, though she was surprised to see him like that. To be honest, she was enjoying the view. He looked so hard; the wound mark was reddish, but his body still looked solid, pure muscle despite being forty-one. Definitely, he had nothing to envy a twenty-year-old. "This man is damn edible. How am I going to be able to talk with that walking temptation?"

His eyes finally shifted from Stella and Serene, sweeping slowly across the patio. And there he was. To his left, Alpha Matteo lay on one of the patio chairs, shirtless. His rotund belly was pointed up at the sky, rounder than ever, his skin pale and stretched too tight. He looked like a balloon about to pop. His face was locked in a hideous death scowl, his throat torn wide open, flesh hanging off his neck in ribbons, blood coating his chest and clotting in thick pools under the moonlight. He was very, very dead.

Now I had my own successful clinic with three more under construction, the most amazing fiancé who was kind, strong, loving and who owned most of the city…not to mention I was the Vessel of Selene, goddess of the moon. Pinching myself to make sure it was all real seemed like a sane enough response. "Ariaaaaa!" Noah called again. "We're officially almost late!" "Comiiiing!" I replied again. I quickly brushed my hair and gave one last check to make sure that my makeup was properly applied and not smudged. I would probably have to reapply it in the car anyway, since Noah and I had a hard time keeping our hands off each other whenever we had five minutes alone. That was mated life for you.

I took a deep breath and straightened my spine, plastering a smile on my lips as I rounded the corner, ready for the awkward laughter that was about to occur. However, when I spied the two figures, the smile dropped from my lips and my mouth hung open in shock. “Oh, Goddess,” one of the Omegas, Natalie, whispered in extasy, her legs wrapped around her companion. He grunted in return, pressing his hips closer to hers, settling nicely between his legs. She ground against the wall, making sure she rocked against him as she threw her head back, allowing him to pepper kisses along her throat and up her neck. “Please, don’t stop, Khaos. I want you so bad.”

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Ellie glaring back at the women. "Nice to see you again, Alex," Natalie said breaking the awkward silence. She stood up and hugged me. I had met her a few days back. She had recently joined The New Elite pack after she found her mate who was the Beta of The New Elite Pack. She was a very tall model like dark haired girl. Her hair was straightened and she wore a black bohemian style chiffon dress with golden sandals.

My head felt like it was going to blow up and just when I would lose my cool, Lena grabbed me straight to my room. In return, I kicked her out and locked myself in. "Arghhh!! That slut!" I groaned and rushed to my bed and took out the pillows, throwing them to the floor. I went for my bed sheets and made sure to leave the mattress naked before lifting it up and turning it around. I turned and saw my crazy looking self in the mirror. "You mother fucking bitch!" I spat and rushed it, breaking it into shreds of pieces. I was already looking so ugly and my mascara was getting ruined.