Naturists Scan Novels & Stories

He removed his phone from his pockets, and browsed through it for a while before he turned the screen to look at them. On the screen was a picture of them together. Their hands were wrapped around each of his fingers as they came out of the restaurant. The picture seemed to have been taken the previous day when they spent the day out. “This… is us,” Nathan’s eyes shone brightly. “This is all over the Internet,” he said, swiped the picture, and showed them another one of where he was bending in front of them, his hands placed on their cheeks. “This…!” Natalie clasped her hands together in excitement.

But he was hoping if he got her talking she wouldn't look so traumatized. Natalie swallowed hard. The first thing she noticed was that the tattoo on his face was continued down his neck, across his shoulders, down his chest, across his hips and over his thighs. It was a solid moment of staring before she realized he had said something to her. "Huh?" Tor couldn't help laughing. "I'll take that as a compliment. I don't think I'll ever stop being amused by the human perception of nudity." "I don't know what you're talking about," Natalie stammered and looked embarrassed. "I don't have a problem with nudity. I've seen naked men before."

Not knowing what he was looking at spared me from inventing horrors inside my own imagination. The scanner continued moving in slow, deliberate circles. Every now and then, he paused to study the screen before adjusting the angle slightly. At one point, I vaguely felt him lower the waistband of my trousers just enough to expose the lower part of my back. A different attachment replaced the first scanner. This one glided slowly down my spine before sweeping across my waist in measured passes. The cool gel and rhythmic movement gradually pulled at my heavy eyelids. For a fleeting moment, I almost drifted to sleep. Then he spoke.

"What did you unearth from the dominion records?" Nia, always ruthlessly efficient, slid a black data tablet across the scarred wood without uttering a single word. "Take a close look at this male, Rapha. Does his scent or his frame trigger any memories?" Nia murmured. I glanced down at the screen she had pushed my way. The display showed a grainy, highly distorted surveillance video from a border outpost, but it was still sharp enough to distinguish a massive male in his fifties, even though his specific facial features remained a complete blur.

"When has Damien ever asked me for something and I haven't delivered? This is serious. I understand. I'm on it. Send me the details and I'll get to work." *** Nat's apartment was a disaster of organized chaos. Multiple monitors lit up the small space, keyboards and equipment scattered across every surface, energy drink cans stacked in a corner, takeout containers from the past few days piled on the kitchen counter. But the second Marcus sent him the link and the details, every bit of that chaos disappeared. Nat became laser-focused. He opened multiple screens simultaneously, each one displaying different information. One screen showed the original post, the photo of Damien and Lyra, her face

The tattoos on his hand trail up to his arm, and when I look closer, I spot the metal piercing through the top of his c*ck. My mouth waters. I swipe again and see Nathan next. He’s in the shower, water cascading down his body, his head tilted back, blond hair falling into his eyes. His hand is wrapped around his c*ck, and he’s pierced too, but lower than Mason. My body tenses as I feel heat rising inside me, a hunger I haven’t felt in so long I barely recognize it.

Tania I gather a few willing neighbors. Together, we organize improvised search groups, mainly people who know the area, runners, dog walkers. We review the private surveillance cameras nearby; some have indeed recorded something, but curiously, several seem to have been scrambled or cut off around the time of the abduction. It's more than a coincidence. My anger rises: this is not the work of amateurs.

Something he figured out after meeting a few omegas at his new school. They all tried seducing him with their scent but he felt nothing, which wasn’t surprising since he shared a mark with Avery but it didn’t mean he didn’t pick up other omegas’ scents; too much of it just made him nauseous, especially omegas close to their heat, like Natalie. “Nat? What are you doing here?” Ian was surprised to see her approaching from the major entrance into the pack with Kaden. “Hey, Ian.” Natalie called back casually with an awkward smile.