Rockybee Nudes Novels & Stories

His cock stood straight up and a drop of liquid began to form at the tip. Becky got down on her hands and knees, crawling under the TV stand. Her perfect curvy ass was pointed right at him, and she glanced over her shoulder as she rolled her hips slowly, letting him see her tiny puckered asshole come in and out of view, moist labia pulling and stretching with the movements and making little squelching sounds.

The sound of crickets chirping scared me as there was no one else in sight, but soon I began hearing the sound of rushing water. I went further in, following the sound and at the end of the path, I lay my eyes on the most beautiful sight I had come across today. It was a wide waterfall, spilling over a Rocky cliff into a shallow pool below. Standing on a rock at the base of the cliff was Jaxon West, and he was completely naked. But he wasn't alone, his horse Storm was there with him, getting soaked in the waterfall. Jaxon was standing with his back towards me, facing the rock, the water pouring over his head as he showered.

“I want you bare.” Ryk didn’t need telling twice. He shed his shirt and jeans in a heartbeat, standing before Zane in nothing but his tight black briefs, his cock straining against the fabric. Zane’s eyes raked over him, hungry, lingering on the beads of sweat trailing down Ryk’s chiseled pecs and abs. “Fuck, you’re a goddamn sight,” Zane murmured, licking his lips.

She stood there, fully naked, not blinking. His eyes darkened. He stood up and walked toward her, his hands moving straight to her chest. He cupped her breasts and pressed them together slowly, firmly, like he had been waiting for this. Becky didn’t waste time. She dropped to her knees, undid his belt, pulled his trousers down, and bent over the chair in front of her. Bryan didn’t even wait. He thrust in and out, quick and rough. The room was filled with grunts, moans, and a long groan from him as he reached his release.

Sighing, I let myself in, hellbent on ignoring her since she was usually a piece of shit and I was in no mood to deal with her nonsense today. Not when my life was at stake. The door clicked shut behind me and moved forward, ready to drop my bag and books so I could speak to my parents. But the scene that greeted me, stopped me dead in my tracks. A naked guy with power, muscular legs covered in hair was lying on his back, grunting in pleasure while an equally naked Becca rode his face, her pierced boobs bouncing from the frantic way she was rubbing her clit on his tongue. Another girl, was on the guy's dick, fucking herself on it while she tugged on Becca's nipple pulling moans from Becca's

It was slightly ajar. Curiosity should’ve died right there. But no. Of course not. I had to know. I moved toward it like a sleepwalker drifting toward disaster. I reached the door and peered in, only to see everything. Ronan was naked. He was also spread out like a living sex ad. His legs were apart and his hair was damp. His muscles gleamed with sweat and his hips rolled with practiced rhythm as he drove himself into… A nurse? Blonde. Curvy. Her scrub top was still on—barely buttoned—but her lower half was completely bare. She rode him like she was possessed. No hesitation, no holding back.

“Damn, what did you do to her?” Rocky was the brother I wished I had. Long before my art company and suits and ties, Rocky and I were young, reckless and dangerous together. We didn’t just trade guns on the black market. We traded everything. Stories. Shirts. Sometimes even girls. He was everything I wished Terruso and I were. I didn’t even give him a blink. I just swirled my glass, because there was not a single joke in me after that shit Maddison pulled. Rocky’s grin faded. He dropped a folder on the table, tapping it once. “Right down to business I guess. Bernie Stone.,”

As I passed a slightly ajar door, a low, guttural groan stopped me cold. “Fuck… Sincerely…” My name, whispered in a rough, hungry voice. My heart slammed against my ribs. I froze. The door was open just enough. Inside, the room was dark except for the faint glow of a phone screen. Alpha Ryker lay stretched out on his massive bed — completely naked. His powerful body was on full display, every ridge of muscle gleaming faintly in the low light. One large hand was wrapped around his thick, veined cock, stroking it with rough, aggressive pumps.

Moonstone Pack Lands The Alpha’s bedroom was dark, save for one single light shining from a table lamp near the bed. Pillows were strewn haphazardly by the foot of the bed, long forgotten. Two naked bodies were moving in sync, one had her legs up in the air as the other increased his speed, pumping furiously. Sweat coated their bodies, their expressions ruptured with wanton. Moans reverberated in the bedroom, both grunting in pleasure as they neared their climax.