Matthew Rhys Nude Novels & Stories

I still shook my head. “This isn’t right,” I whispered. “Why? What’s so wrong about a man wanting his mate?” he growled, not pulling away. “I’m still married to Ryder…” “Lie,” he hissed and I blinked, confused. “What…?” But before I could finish, a breathy moan slipped out of me as he started circling my clit through the soaked fabric. My hips jerked forward, shamelessly chasing that feeling. I hated how my body responded to him, how every part of me lit up under his touch.

This was the perfect chance to mend things between us. With a mix of hesitation and determination, I let my wolf take control. It was as if an invisible force guided my steps back towards Niylah's room. My heart pounded in my chest as I reached the door. My hand involuntarily pushed it open without even knocking. And that's when time seemed to slow down. My eyes widened, nearly popping out of their sockets, as I found Niylah standing there, completely naked. Shock washed over both of us as she instinctively covered her breasts with her palm.

As soon as we arrived I went straight up to our room and changed into my night clothes that consisted of thin shorts and one of Ryan t-shirts while Ryan quickly went to go check on the pack. When he came back he was only in his jean pants and his shirt was hanging on his shoulder. His body was spectacular. It made me think of things that should be illegal. "What aren't you wearing your shirt?" To distract myself I logged onto Snapchat. I clicked on DJ Khaled's snapchat so see all his inspiration speaking on his plants and how they don't want for his plants to grow. "I did patrol in my wolf form." "Oh, okay. Can we talk?" "Mind if I shower first or is this something urgent?"

Even though she wasn't William's actual mate, being regarded as such felt undeniably good. "Wow, you're real!" the person exclaimed. "Most of us have never seen you, so we were starting to believe that our Alpha finding his actual mate, and not some political match, was just a rumor." "Indeed, I am very real and eager to see my mate. Could you please direct me to his study?" Natasha replied, adding a touch of pride to her words. "Yeah, sure, it’s right up there, then turn left. I’m Daphne," she said, extending her hand.

“Are you satisfied my Prince?” “Very much Rasmus,” he answered in the most soothing velvet voice he had ever heard that he was almost drawn to him. “You have done well,” he looked at him then and his eyes were deep blue. His midnight black hair looking so silky and soft on his head and Rasmus wondered how the man didn’t need a haircut after eight hundred years and then he remembered, he was already dead and so were his cells so nothing about him would change from what it was when he was still alive. He studied the man’s body, his broad chest and his defined abs, down to his slim waist, thick thighs and strong legs. When his eyes went back to his face, he took note of his midnight black eyebr

Because Rizine just started to believe that she had been raped by Milan and Kilan. Minutes after Rizine entered the room, where Kristina had been calling for help. The adults also arrived in the room because they heard someone calling for help, it sounded like someone was being raped. The Adults ended up seeing Kristina, Milan, and Kilan naked on the sofa bed. And Rizine was also there shocked and dumbfounded at the sight of her mate that was naked and laying next to a girl who was also naked. When the Adults entered the room they were shocked to see their Alpha naked next to another girl.

Having determined by the smells that there was no one nearby, I, as I was, went naked. It is necessary to get to the car, get dressed, and even if someone sees me, I don’t care. Leah is my mate! Cursing, he smiled. I got to the car without meeting anyone, although the sight must have been an amusing one: an excited member, proudly rearing, swayed slightly in time with my steps. He put on jeans, but did not fasten them, of course. Pulling on a T-shirt, he walked to the nearest tree and sat down on the ground, leaning his back against the trunk. Closing his eyes, he groaned: an image of naked Leah appeared before his eyes. Desire rolled in waves, from thoughts of what I would do with her, my h

It was a video of Nora tied down naked in a dark room,her eyes closed and her voice was muffled, there was a rag in her mouth and fingers were going in and out of her,his stomach churned as he ran to the bathroom to pour out the content of his stomach away,he kept throwing up till he was dry heaving,he was so mad,so angry that he didn't think he was going to be able to think rationally, getting out of the bathroom he met Mathew on the way, blocking the exit out of the office,

Then I hear the elevator ding. No. Please no. Of course yes. Matthew walks out in nothing but swim trunks, towel slung over one shoulder. His chest is bare. His abs are... sculpted. His hair is tousled from the wind. I die. Again. He notices me halfway to the pool. I immediately regret the wine. And the swimsuit. And being born. “Didnʼt think anyone would be here,” he says, voice low. “Same,” I mutter, trying to casually float away.

Well, that was fair enough, but… “If you want to enforce that, then take your fucking clothes off already!” He scrambled to do as he was told, pulling away to rip off his jeans and then stumbling from foot to foot as they caught on his boots. I yanked off my own clothes, falling back and sprawling spread-eagled and naked on my makeshift forest blanket. Matthew stopped and stared, his jeans hanging from one hand, the front of his boxers barely containing his erection. My mouth watered. Gods, but alphas really did have their good points. His chest was strong and broad, with thick dark hair in the center of it and spreading down in a line to the waistband of his boxers.