Ruby Drew Nudes Novels & Stories

he responds with a wink. Shaking my head, I breathe. "Está loco, no puede estar hablando en serio." But he's serious to the bones. Ryat actually does strip, standing there, towering over me stark naked, his cock so erect it presses against his lower abdomen. I'd be lying if I said the sight didn't appeal to me. Ryat's got a great body and he works to keep it so. Unlike Ryan, who is on the leaner side, Ryat's got a big body with broad, drool-worthy shoulders. His muscles ripple with every movement, making his tattoos appear like they are dancing on the surface of his skin.

Richey lets out a low growl of possession. “That too, sweetheart. Take it all off.” Slowly, I obey. I unfasten my bra and let the cups slip off my arms before dropping the material to the floor. Then, I pull my panties down, letting the lace slip to the floor before stepping out and presenting myself nude for my handsome neighbor’s gaze. His blue eyes eat up my curves, loving their fleshy generosity. “Beautiful,” he rasps. “Absolutely gorgeous. But Rina, I want to see more than this. I want to see that pretty pink inside.”

CASSANDRA The day opens like a wound: clean, cold, beyond redemption. The neon lights hum overhead like flies that refuse to die. I rise before the alarm can summon me. The others are still asleep, heads pressed against their pallets, breaths uneven and heavy. I leave the cell in silence, the way one slips out of a church in the middle of Mass without disturbing the devotion. Rina is already waiting near the door. She smiles at me from the corner of her mouth, the way someone smiles at a bet already won.

“Are you sure?” “So, you’re the one with trust issues here!” How the hell could I not panic when this man here was half-naked and looking bloody good? Like a freaking naked god, with all the muscle? And those abs! I'm just a woman, you know. I can't stop staring. Who could? It's all there for me to ogle. Those V-line? Oh! Ryan Reynolds, my love, welcome baby, come to mommy! Those packs are amazing; was it hard? Can I touch it?

Ruby rarely needs a warm coat because she can hug her fur anytime. The style of clothing and masculine smell were too foreign. He had the urge to peek, so he jolted awake. He looked around. Room wood vines propagate ornamental plants. The medium work desk where Haris sits and studies and his portrait with his friends is displayed. Ruby is back. He felt dizzy, so he massaged his temples as he came down to the window. His gaze wandered to the children practicing fighting, monitored by Glen and Shey. Thomas laughed, photographing his lover's sullen moments. Haris opened the novel page by page under the tree. A man crossed carrying a big tree. Mothers offered them snacks of nuts in baskets.

After a while, I hear the water turn off, and Ryder calls out that he's done. I hand him a towel, and he steps out from behind the curtain with the towel loosely wrapped around his waist. I try my best to avert my eyes from his V-line. He is ripped like someone carved him like a statue. The bastard Alpha is rude but ridiculously gorgeous. "Feeling better?" I ask, trying to keep things casual. Ryder nods, "Yeah, I'm sober enough now." Cool, I can now proceed with my blackmailing. "Now that you're sober, I will tell you my plan," I say.

A cut model that makes anyone salivate. Staring at Ryder right now, he looked at me like he had been yearning for me. It's not right, why do I want to see what he wants to do to me? I should push him away, I should yell at them for all the times they've made me shed tears but I didn't. They took me to another spacious room, Jaxon following suit and my body was trembling of its own accord. The space was brown and big, Ryder was extremely neat and had drawings that looked like the work of an artist. Sketches of wolves and motorcycles covered one wall, detailed and beautiful.

He had his eyes closed again and was tweaking his hard, pink nipples. After a few minutes, Marcus was slamming Nathan into Ryder's pelvis and yanking him back so only the head was in his mouth, again and again and again. Thick spit had completely soaked his shirt now and a glazed, despondent look filled his eyes. To the left side of the room, Mateo and Tariq had moved to sit next to each other, thigh to thigh, jerking each other while they watched. Ryder was breathing heavy now, grunting with every reentry. "I'm gonna cum. Gonna give you your first fucking load you pathetic whore."

~Ruby's POV~ “So what have you been doing all day?” I asked, closing the door behind me. “Mom!” Little Ruby squealed, running to hug me “Roman’s been helping us draw. Look!” She held up a page filled with a colorful creature. “Is this supposed to be Raphael from TMNT?” I said with a raised brow. “Yes, Mum.” I smiled faintly, ruffling her hair. “Looks like you’ve been busy.” Rhett stood up, holding out another drawing. “This one’s mine. Roman said it’s the best.”

I never felt so alive. “Rubel...” his arched brow, waiting for my answer; if not given, I was afraid he would take it back. “Yeah..” I came out of my trance “I know how to get my answer,” He positioned himself before me, and the same cynical smile played on his face. What’s going on in his mind, Before I answered, he licked my dripping juices. My eyes rolled to heaven. I heard women could have multiple orgasms, and no wonder I am experiencing it.