Shirtless Naruto นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The room was chilly now that my mate wasn’t pressed up against me and it was a relief. He pulled out a white sleeveless shirt, slipping it on over his head. It hugged his body, molding to his lithe torso. He wasn’t as bulky as William and Lucian, but his muscles were just as well defined. That was the only way that he and Bash looked similar. It made me curious about their parents.

I asked with a scoff. "I'll do it," he replied, his breathing picked up. He took off his shirt. He got on his feet and took off his trousers. I stare at him. As soon as he was completely naked, I couldn't help but stare at him. He covers his body from my view. His hair covers his whole face like a Japanese BL actor. Cute. "You look good this way," I said. "Won't you help me get undressed?" I asked. He looks up at me.

“An Alpha walking barefoot, and half naked?” “Well, I've never been one to give a damn about what people have to say.” “Whatever!” He rolled his eyes. The moonlight caught the sheen of sweat on his human form. He was wearing a thin singlet and ‘miraculously’ a crumpled shirt still clung to his arm. With a sigh, he peeled off the shirt.

Grace was waiting. “How did it go?” she asked. I sat down. “It was only Lazaro there.” She frowned. “Only him?” “Yes,” I said. “And he was shirtless.” Grace gasped. “What?” “Yes,” I said. “I told him to wear a shirt. He acted like he didn’t see anything wrong.” Grace shook her head. “This smells like trouble.” “I agree,” I said. “I’ll keep my eyes open.” She nodded. “Good. I’ll do the same.”

Torin had told him about the fight through the mind link, and all he'd said was that Dearon hadn't exactly taken the news well… Shit. I couldn't think about him right now. I had to think about the bulky warrior standing in front of me. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground, exposing the carved muscles of his chest and abdomen. He remained in his loose, linen pants, but dropped off his shoes, readying himself to shift.

Adara’s eyes widened as her eyes took in the sight of him shirtless. “Wha…what are you doing?” “Well, since we are actual wolves and not that made-up werewolves you see on television, my clothes will tear when I shift,” Kiran said, his T-shirt still in his hands. Adara tried to look away but she was mesmerized by him. “At least leave the room, Kiran,” Karani said, shaking her head with amusement.

I blew out a supreme breath like the feeling was overwhelming. Noah shrugged and let it go. He started darting towards me on the table. I pretended to be serious with my laptop which was in front of me, not paying much attention to him. But I couldn’t help noticing how incredibly sexy he looked. He wasn’t wearing his suit jacket, just the dress shirt. The soft blue colour complemented his skin tone perfectly. The top button was left undone without a tie, and the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muscular arms which were covered with black silky hairs.

His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, exposing the silver necklace that rested on his bare chest. He was... Different.

I refused to say the term wet. “No.” He hooked his thumbs over his belt. His trousers fell low enough to display the sharp V of muscle that disappeared inside them. The wound he’d sustained last night was gone, likely healed with Seraphina’s power. Realizing I was staring at the delicious length of naked skin, I dragged my eyes to his face while waving at his discarded shirt. He only shrugged. “I rarely wear a shirt when I fight.” This time my eye roll was unfeigned. “Is that part of your strategy, then? To distract the enemies with your rippling muscles so you could kill them while they gape at your splendor?”

"It was just... an FYI." "FYI, my ass!" Nina pointed at me from across the room. "You've SEEN it! Caught you!" "It was after Japan," I surrendered. "He was changing. I accidentally caught a glimpse." "Oh my god," Karin squealed. "Sekar saw Nik shirtless—" "A glimpse!" I emphasized. In vain. No one was listening. Nikau, who had watched my disastrous defense with an amused smirk, stood. "Aite. Who needs a refill? I'll get a fresh bottle."