Shawn Mendes Nude Novels & Stories

“It was just crushed up Ibuprofen to break your fever.” “I feel much better.” “Of course you do,” he says, and peels his wet shirt off, draping it over the vanity. I stare at his washboard abs, the Celtic tattoo that curls around his nipple, and snakes down his side. I push myself on my elbows to get a better view. Looking me straight in the eye, he undoes his jeans and pulls them down, revealing his perfect ass when he turns around to drape his trousers next to his shirt. I wait for him to take off his underwear, but he doesn’t go that far. I already saw what he has to offer, and the man appears to be blessed in every way. The Gods were just showing off the day they made Kane Madden.

But Shawn ignored both his threats and my pleas as he tore away my thin dress, exposing my almost naked body. “Please Shawn!” I cried, unable to cover up with my hands apart. Celeste stirred within me, her words alarming. “He has become powerful. Nothing is working against him.” Shawn let out a loud laugh. “I feel your stupid wolf trying something. It’s not going to work.” He grinned, and in a swift moment, his finger tugged at the hem of my bra, and he tore it away, leaving me naked under him. “Now I see why James didn’t want to let you go.” He groaned, his hand palming on my breast.

What the hell was this? Huge, high-res images bloomed open across his screen. Noah. Shirtless. His damp skin practically glistening, framed in moody shadows against a steam-filled locker room. A weight bench. A gym floor. A towel slung too low across his hips. And the goddamn sock? Not on his feet. Of course not. One image had it tucked into the waistband of Noah’s boxers like some kind of playful accessory. Another had the thing dangling from Noah’s teeth as he winked straight into the lens.

Hit send. And that was that. Until thirty seconds later, when my screen lit up again. Dr. Stacy Cole: Beth… I’m fairly certain that’s not the screenshot you meant to send me. My stomach dropped. “What?” I whispered, blinking at the screen. I opened the message chain. There—clear as day—was a high-resolution nude. My nude. Not raunchy. Not pornographic. Just… artistic lighting. Soft curves. A bedroom mirror moment I’d snapped weeks ago on a day I felt unusually hot.

I sneaked in to his room because he can't sneak in to Seth 's house seeing Zanaya and Seth are still awake taking care of the sick Baby Mochi. "Do you realize our fans both love our foreheads?" he chuckled and I just pouted. "But they surely love yours more, along with your abs." I chuckled. I still have a picture of his abs on my phone. It was when they were dancing Not Today if wasn't mistaken when his shirt got lifted and a clear view of his chiseled abs grazed for the whole world to see. "Why do you even bother getting photos of me online when I can post naked in front of you?" he teased and I started choking on my saliva, my cheeks blushing beet red and my heart hammering inside my ches

He helped her out of her dress and they stood stark naked before each other, staring like virgins about to have their first sex. "I'm sorry about my everything I said," Caroline said, opening her eyes for the first time since Shawn kissed her into the room. "I'm not an insecure-" Her breath caught, seeing the boulder of muscles Shawn had become. The heavy clothes he wore covered what he had beneath them. It never occured to her that a day would come that she'd hardly keep her eyes above Shawn's shoulders. With his chiseled abs and toned muscles, her tongue twisted. Shawn closed the distance between them, his erect cock dripping with pre cum. "Prove it to me that you are not insecure."

They just let go and left me crumpled on the floor like garbage. I crawled my way to the hospital. I was gritting my teeth through the agony of having my leg reset when I received a video from Madison. I clicked on it. Shawn was shirtless in the clip, his toned body half-lit in the dim light. Madison was kneeling between his legs. His breathing was uneven, and a strained groan would occasionally escape his throat. I watched it once. Then, I deleted it. Trash like that wasn't worth the storage. ... The day before departure, I was out drinking with my best friend when Shawn suddenly burst in with a group of people behind him.

Aster and Meredith looked over too. Without warning, Meredith began complaining about Shawn. "He's already 27, and he still doesn't have a girlfriend." Shawn leaned back on the sofa and smiled resignedly as he rubbed his neck. The scar from the hot springs resort was still there. He said, "Mom, don't worry. It won't be long." Meredith looked delighted. "Really? Tell me who it is!" "You'll know when the time comes," Shawn said mysteriously. After they had spoken for a while, Gabriella felt bored and went upstairs after she had informed Aster.

Shana: “I’M FREE FOR THE ENTIRE WEEKEND. PLEASE TELL ME YOU CAN TAKE MY MIND OFF SAKS UNTIL MONDAY MORNING.” Me: “OH, MY LADY, I HAVE A CONCERT PLANNED.” Shana: “A CONCERT? WHAT BAND?” Me: “IT’S A PRIVATE SHOW. VERY INTIMATE.” Shana: “WHAT CLOTHES SHOULD I PACK?” Me: “NOT NECESSARY. NUDE VENUE.” (Smile emoji) Shana: “THEN I’M PACKED!” (Blushing smile emoji)