Maxim Roy Nude Novels & Stories

The right amount of nudity, to marry someone. I grin to myself as I get the dagger placed beside me. I raise my leg up on the desk creating a slit on the sides from my hip bone to the end of the fabric repeating the same on the other side. My long milky thighs, now exposed, the fabric falling between my legs. The right amount of nudity to rule. I smirk, as I raise my eyes to meet Max. His eyes are wide open, his lips turning up in appreciation, “And tell me why you dint do this before.”, he says.

Sending Passion and arousing iris's lust in the process. " Max .." She whispers when Maximo finally undress her completely. For a long time, the Italian Mafia Boss only stare still at her body. Her shiny smooth satin like skin, the firmness of her white breasts with it's pink rosy crowns the down to her flat tummy to the pleasant sight of her clit.

Her green eyes were perfectly rounded as she heard the baritone sound in her right ear. Maxine slowly turned around to find Maxim standing shirtless in front of her. Maxine swallowed her saliva nervously again as she gazed at the perfectly formed six-packs. When the line formed the letter V in the lower area of Maxim's abdomen, Maxine immediately turned her gaze, and his field chest made Maxine's heart rustle—pounding for no apparent reason. Maxim smiled and stomped both palms into the locker door directly behind Maxine, locking—cornering the girl in front of him in the small closet where he kept all his equipment.

A certain number of times they had called the phone, and when it stopped ringing, Royalty was even more suspicious. He was suspicious but very smart. In no time, he swiped open the phone. On his wallpaper was a naked woman picture. She had massive amount of boobs, and a big round ass. And behind her was a tall man. He had bent her over on a table and seemed to be pounding her behind. His hands were even squeezing her huge breasts. It was an erotic photo but the big devil felt so Irritated immediately he saw It. The bastard did not even care to put a password.

I'm trying to be strong, but having him so close to me will be something impossible to hold back. I was in bed, covered only by a light strapless nightgown that barely covered my ass; Maximo was coming out of a bath with the towel around his waist. the drops of water were still dripping on his chest, and that sculptural body he had. I couldn't help my breath to shake just seeing him almost naked in front of me.

I said, "I want to see all of that nice hard body." Max pushed his shorts down and kicked them off along with his shoes. I looked down at him and my heart pounded at the sight of his young well muscled form and that huge fucking cock standing at attention for me. My robe was hanging off my shoulders and stepping between his legs; I put my back to him and slowly slid it off. As it fell to the floor I looked over my shoulder and smiled at the look on his face as she stared at my ass.

A need so intense settled there as I wondered why my body betrayed me to arguably the most dangerous man in the world. My heart was racing so fast that I could hardly breathe. I had never felt anything more I intense than Maxim’s close proximity. Maybe my body reacted that way because he was hot. That had to be it. He was in a tight black-shirt, dark jeans, and black boots. His tattoos were on full display and his glasses sat on his nose. There was nothing nerdy about Maxim. He was all…man. The way he looked at me got me even more excited. His eyes darkened with desire as they settled on my chest before dropping to my ass. Maxim was not shy about openly ogling.

This is how Maxim found me: sitting on the couch, swaying sleepily. - Go, swim and lie down - he said, passing by. I got up and went to the suitcases, to know where some of the things were, Marta, Leah, put them, I turned around and froze: Maxim was in jeans, with a naked torso and with a towel thrown over his shoulders, and he looked like this, that even the most inveterate skeptic would not begin to doubt: he really does not need to force anyone, to anything, if only to fight back.

He is wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else. “Great Mother, that is a fine male,” Maximo purrs excited. Max is not wrong. I have seen males while training but no one even came close to what Magnus offered. Every inch of his body was sculpted not to make him look good. To make him look lethal. And he is. When he turns I see on his back, a long thick scar. If that rumor is true, I am fairly certain that all the others will be too. “Don’t ogle him,” I chastise Max and I get up to get away from him.

There's no status in love and lust, I was feeling my ego go low slowly and their dominance coming over me, I was already imagining where it's gonna end. We were now inside of the water with it stopping on our waist. “Maybe we need to shift closer to the edge!” I said after a few seconds knowing that each of them must be hardened from seeing me naked and from the cold of the water. “Your wish is our command, princess.” Maximilian who's got the greatest ego said, making me gush. So far, he's the world's richest among the werewolves and a friend of my dad which I recently got to realise. He's been keeping his friends a secret, not until the moment I saw his Pic in his photobook and he labelled