Matthew Rhys Nude Novels & Stories

But I had no intention of giving it away. Instead, I held it up, high enough for them all to see the seal. “The Moon Matron line,” I said. “Forgotten, not broken.” The room fell silent. Then, from behind the dais, a door opened and Daxon entered. Every time he walked into a room, it was like the oxygen shifted. He was dressed in formal black, no tie, his shirt open just enough to reveal the mark at the base of his throat a faint crescent scar that pulsed faintly under the light.

to everyone who knew him, was 6’2" of walking temptation. A muscular god with wavy brown curls, piercing gray eyes, and golden tan skin that looked like it had been kissed by the sun. They’d been together since they were 17 and were pretty much attached at the hip ever since. I knocked hard on the door, eager to get her opinion on the dresses Lucia had given me. I barely raised my fist to knock again before the door flew open, and there was Matt, shirtless, glistening, and clearly annoyed. Which only meant one thing: I had interrupted something, and I don't think he was exercising in the regular sense. "Hey, Aria. Come in," he groaned, stepping aside. Yep. I think it was sexy time. And sure

Don't ask me how I knew, Dad usually tell me that whenever I bring up the conversation that he travels a lot. We were walking towards the stairs with Matt leading the way when my gaze shifted to the wall and my eyes landed on a large picture frame of shirtless Matthew. He was standing in the surf, with the water up to his ankle. He was only clad in a blue beach short, water was dripping down from his curly brown hair and down to his bare chest. He had a finger pressed on his abs, his lips parted slightly and he raised a palm up to his face, shielding his ocen blue eyes from the sunlight.

“You need more.” Matthew reaches back and takes off his t-shirt and flexes his humongous muscles. He cracks his neck. I stare wide eyed at him and pull out my phone. I raise it and click a picture. Grey’s head whips to me. “Did….did you just take a picture of the shirtless Goliath?” He thumbs to Matthew. I nod slowly. “It’s proof. The girls are never going to believe this.” “Grey! Wes! Get in here.” Blade yells.

he hangs the lantern on a rusted hook, its light spilling across the room. Khatri then turns around and God help him, there is Matthew. Tied to a bed in the center of the room, he’s spreadeagled, wrists and ankles pinned to the posts with coarse ropes that dig into his creamy flesh. Matthew’s back arches off the mattress, sweat, and dry vomit streaking his pale skin, plastering dark hair to his forehead. his eyes are squeezed shut, blood-red lips dried, flaky, and parted, chest heaving beneath a torn shirt. the sight of him…restrained and vulnerable makes Khatri’s throat tighten as a distant shameful heat stirs in his loins.

This time, Matthew was in a black short-sleeved shirt. He had thick eyelashes and azure eyes that were as charming as the sea of stars. Besides, he had a sexy Adam’s apple. Although he was only 21 years old, he gave off an aura that made women go wild. Freya gazed at him in awe. She had never seen such a handsome mixed-race man. He was just like a handsome prince from Greek mythology.

It was Matt. “Oh, hey? What’s up?” I stuttered as I wiped the water from my face. I slightly pulled away before I realized Matt was completely naked in the creek with me. His breathing was heavy, and his face was pale. His wary eyes scoured over me, trying to decide whether to kill or hug me.

Matthew suggested, standing in front of me. I instantly turn aside after noticing his nude torso. He was wearing only a boxer and no shirt, and the water streaming over his masculine body made him appear even sexier to the point that it felt like a sin to lay my eyes on him. "No," I said, refusing. "I felt good just by seeing the place." There was a deafening silence after I responded. And, out of curiosity, I slowly turned my head to where he was standing, only to find him staring at me with an amused smirk on his face. This is the first time I've ever wished for the earth to swallow me entirely.

Nox mocked. “I was not the one having an affair openly in my mate’s presence, Beta dear,” Rhys jeered. “Sweetheart, an affair is passionate and fun. You were a mistake,” Nox replied. Rhys saw red. “I am so glad that you are NOT my mate. Thank the goddess that she sent Aaron to me just in time,” Rhys screamed.