Seth Rollins Nude Novels & Stories

His mind's eye once more traveled back to the brazen muscles and the thickness of the naked older boy's cock as he tried his best to ignore the visuals of it still being burned into his very brain. He had never seen anyone like Conway Rollins before, especially not anyone naked and that strong in real life, a few magazines with naked women and a couple of smut vids had been his only experience with looking at another person's body that had been drastically different from his own and if he were honest, Conway looked as if he'd put the male blue movie stars to shame with his size and physique alone.

"Seth," She gulped after the name departed her lips. Seth stood there, wearing only tight black jeans and leaving his upper body bare for eyes to feed and letting it drip with sweat. Gwen noticed his hair had gotten longer, the tips were brushing on his shoulders, and strands of hair on his forehead, and she could now finally make out the tattoos and know where they ended or were located. She noticed his toned stomach, and his abs that made her hands itchy to gild her palm down and feel them as she pleased, but she held back her urge and stayed gazing into his eyes that somehow reflected the night over her head.

Seth smirks as he looks at my pussy, seeing the after effects of what he and his brother have done and my desire for more in my dripping juices and reddened flesh. Seth’s gaze flicks up to mine and he watches me as he moves closer. “Mike, loosen her arms.” Mike is instantly at one of the bedposts, unhooking something and letting out some of the chain. He does the same on the other side and Seth grabs my hips, pulling me so that my pussy lands directly on top of his lap, my clit brushing against his cock. I moan, arching my back.

I replied, keeping my gaze glued to the television and pretending to be nonchalant about it while silently praying that his father wouldn't ask about me. Seth walked over to the couch I was sitting on and settled himself on the other side. Then, he stripped off his linen shirt, tossing the shirt onto the coffee table. I gulped and stared with wide eyes. I had seen him half naked every now and then but I could never get used to his body. The sight of his delicious, bare chest coupled with the memory of the pleasures he had given me was a direct attack on my already failing willpower. Seth was either unaware of the fact that I was staring at him or just decided to ignore me like he had been do

Seth continued running until we reached the place where we made our promise. He gently bent down and stayed like that until I was standing on the ground. I offered the mat with his clothes inside but he did not take it. I felt my face heat up when I realize that he was naked. I am not sure if it was a good or bad thing that the clouds decided to cover the moon and everything is dark. “You know that you have to get to use seeing me naked,” Seth said, “Haven’t you seen Calvin and the rest of Purple Hill Alphas naked?”

Seth roared, he went back to his room. He went straight into the shower, at that time Scarlet was in a position where he could see her pussy hole. The view was so intense that he could feel his cock getting hard. He tried to control it but he couldn't when Scarlet rubbed oil over her butt cheeks. “What are you waiting for Seth? I'm all yours.” The words got to him, he pulled off his shorts, and placed his hand on her pussy.

When his eyes finally meet mine, something flickers in them and my throat works to swallow a thick wad of spit. “You’re still awake?” His voice is rough, deeper than usual. I don’t answer as my throat goes tight. He notices me staring and smiles, faint and crooked. Then he lets the towel fall. My breath catches. He’s completely nude now, the light tracing the lines of his abdomen, the dark hair leading down, the heavy, unashamed hang of his cock. I feel a sharp, hot ache in my own body, like something pulling tight inside me. Seth doesn’t move at first, he just stands there letting me look at his naked glory. Then he crosses the room in a few easy steps, his hand sliding under my chin to til

I continued eating, avoiding looking at the prostitutes' bodies, with Zelda the only one on my mind. "Yes, angel, shake that ass," Seth said as he got up from the bed and moved closer to the dancers. They listened to his every word as he held the waist of the first woman and started grinding against her, her backside rubbing against his crotch. Ignoring them, I continued eating, and when I finished, I was about to call room service using the telephone on the nightstand when I heard a knock on the door. I walked over and saw Seth's man standing there with two men wearing overalls beside him.

In the dark, using only the streetlight through the curtains to guide me, I sit the water on my nightstand, unbuckle my heels, and kick them off. Rumbles and mumbles of conversation vibrate through the walls, the sound of Selena and Jackson talking and laughing. I finger the straps to my dress, but Seth takes over, smoothing his fingers along my shoulders. I tilt my head forward and he unzips my dress, dragging the zipper down my spine to the small of my back. He pushes the straps down my arms and the fabric falls from my body, pooling at my feet. I'm naked now. The only piece of cloth on me is my flimsy, black lace underwear. I step away from Seth, climb onto my bed, and slip under the cove

As an afterthought, I picked up a small red couch pillow and rested it on my lower side, huffing in annoyance when the pillow couldn't even stay balanced on it, without me holding a hand on it. "So what is the matter? You had mentioned that there was an attack…" I asked Seth immediately he settled down on one of the sofas. "Where is Roland?" I asked, wondering why my beta wasn't here, or hadn't known of the said attack. Was he already asleep? I thought, not actually blaming him. He had a mate to go home to. Something I had now, but won't acknowledge for the fear of losing myself. "Last I saw him, he was escorting the slave boy to the slave quarters after entertaining the boy at his home. He