Maxim Roy Nude Novels & Stories

The man ask authoritically. Boss he didn't tell us till now who they are for which he was working. subordinate Max said tiredly. Max was 25 year old boy. He was working for the man since young age because at age 6 his parents was murdered by a gangster and he got saved by this man. Max has the tall height, eyes are black, hair is blond, white complexion of skin, look like a American model in every aspect, personally he was the carefree person but on work mode no one can be dangerous than him, people known him as hell guard.

Noah wasn’t sure why Max was breathless, hoping he hadn’t intruded on something. “Hey Noah, Sorry mate. I was working out. I’m starting a new movie in six weeks.” That explained Max’s labored breathing. Noah worked out himself, but nothing like what Max put himself through. But then again, Noah wasn’t flashing his almost naked body on the big screen. “Max, I’m going to send you a screenshot of a girl from last night.” “What? The one you protected?” Max asked, clearly confused.

I just ran. I reached Max’s bedroom, slammed the door shut, and turned the lock with trembling hands. I collapsed against the bed, my breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches. My sweater felt scratchy and suffocating against my skin as I pulled it tighter around me, trying to shield myself from the image burned into my retinas. Maximilian. My boyfriend’s father. The cold, arrogant titan of the finance industry. He'd been in there, stroking his cock. A cock that looked far too thick and dangerous, and he'd been peering at my nude on his phone screen.

He stands in front of the mirror completely naked, examining his fangs, which have increased in sharpness, and his body, which has changed slightly in shape, as it has become more dilemma than before, due to his drinking of Lian's blood, so that Peter quickly lowers his head down Peter Quietly: My Prince, His Majesty, is waiting for Your Highness and Princess in the Throne Hall Maximus examines himself: Well, I see, Pete, is the change that has occurred to me evident enough? Peter does not look and still looks down: Congratulations on your new appearance, my prince, and yes, of course, you are visible, you are naked Maxmus gropes his tattoo with a frown: Even the tattoo has changed its shape

And my wolf encouraged me in this direction. He was literally speeding, but I managed to keep up with him. We ran for a while until we came to a clearing. It was wonderful! Tall trees were scattered to the right and left where in the middle was a large stone with some carvings on. It looked like an old shrine. Maximus returned to his human form. I tried not to stare but I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was so hot. His body was strong and well built, full of muscles and perfect abs. He quickly put on his pants and ordered me to change as well. I went behind some trees, shifted and returned dressed only in my robe. Taking only a short robe wasn't one of my greatest ideas that night. The ni

Chapter 3: Private Photoshoot Jax Rivera stood under the bright studio lights wearing nothing but a half-unbuttoned silk shirt that hung open over his chest, the cool air brushing against his exposed skin while Elias Voss adjusted the camera angles with precise movements that made Jax’s pulse race faster than usual. The entire studio had been cleared for this private late-night session. There was no assistants and no other models. It was just the two of them, the soft click of the camera, and the heavy tension that had been building since the dressing room encounter. Jax’s cock already stirred between his legs, thickening visibly as Elias’s dark eyes raked over his body like he was deciding

My weak legs and knees vibrates as I out cry in abandon, when I feel something really painful, yet sweet and chilly, building on the pit of my stomach. Max stops working on me with his mouth and fingers, then says with a voice too raspy for his own good. "Wanna make you cum with me inside of you." Then, he unclasps my bra, leaving me completely naked and let his fingers roll on my nipples, takes one hungrily into his mouth, and sucks hard on it. He takes his weight off me after giving my left bust the same treatment. And he stands up, search for something inside the the bed head drawer and brings out a condom.

"What the fuck does that mean!?" "Mhmmm," He hummed in her ear, nodding towards the two naked men. "It isn't a big surprise they are good at it, is it?" Tara's eyes betrayed her and looked – they were both hung like bulls, their cocks thick and heavily veined with testicles hanging like stones beneath them. Roy tightened his grip as Tara began to struggle again. "Haha, I guess you like what you see then, hmmm?" "No! They're – they're disgusting!" But Tara stared at their members still. She caught her mouth slightly open, breathing hard. So did Roy.

I was getting close, right on the edge, when my door swung open without warning. Max stood there in the doorway, wearing nothing but gray sweatpants slung low on his hips. His muscular chest was bare, abs still defined after all these years. He’d probably heard a noise and thought something was wrong. His eyes widened as they landed on me naked on my bed, legs spread, cock throbbing in my slick fist, p**n playing on the laptop showing a clear view of the older man’s thick dick sliding into the younger guy’s mouth. “Jake what the hell?”

"You shouldn't have caused such a loud scene earlier, darling. You should have just come back to me quietly. I know you miss me and this body." Max turned around, looking entirely furious, he wasn’t ready for her games. But before he could speak, Rosina reached for the robe around her shoulders. With a smooth movement, the fabric fell straight to the floor, revealing her lace lingerie. She tilted her head, her gaze burning with pure seduction. She brushed her short black hair forward, framing her face perfectly as she smiled wickedly at him.