Unstoppable Morgan Nude Novels & Stories

I am certain that we share not just the same look, but the same feeling of confusion. “You’ve seen it?” Reidar asks. “We’ve…” Shaking my head, I let out a long breath. “There is no way for me to explain this without sounding crazy. We’ve been having shared visions of a woman with a mark that is…” I look back at Magnus and he nods in understanding. This time, I don’t even have to say anything in our weird link. He pulls his shirt off and I do the same, turning so that they can see our marks.

Then he laid me on the bed, and began to unbutton his shirt, and after unbuttoning his, he pulled down his pants and underwear. My eyes widened as I saw his d**k for the first time. It was of a considerable length, and looked as enticing as he was. "Are you ready?" He asked me softly. We both knew it was my first time, and I'm glad he asked to be certain if I was ready or not. I nodded in response and then he got on the bed, and pulled off my gown slowly and gently until I was naked, and my breasts stood firmly.

But as his eyes fluttered open, I felt the last thread of my strength snap. My body collapsed to the ground, lifeless and cold. Someone splashed cold water on my face, jolting me awake. I gasped, my body trembling with exhaustion. Something was wrong. I lifted my hands, trying to summon the magic that had always weighed down my palms. Nothing. The energy, the power that had been my lifeline for years—it was gone. I tried again, this time attempting to change my appearance, to transform into something other than the hollow, bony shell I’d become.

He asked, but had already nodded to Mikhail take his clothes off. "You'll see, prince" He unbuttoned Philip's jeans and took them off along with his underwear and shoes, leaving them in the corner of the stall. He also took off his pants and underwear down to his ankles, sitting on the toilet. "Come here baby, sit on my lap" He said tapping his thighs. But Philip... He was mesmerized, it was his first time seeing Mikhail's cock, it was big, veiny, with pearly droplets running down the length.

Bare-chested, broad-shouldered, with nothing but loose sleeping pants slung low on his hips, he looked almost unreal; like a painting suddenly come to life. Calley’s gaze betrayed her before she could control it. Her eyes slipped downward, drawn irresistibly to the bold, black ink sprawling across his chest, shoulder, and down his arm. A Polynesian tribal design, thick and intricate, alive with sharp lines and curves that seemed to pulse against his skin. It was impossible not to stare; it commanded attention, dominance radiating from each mark.

"What… exactly are you two doing?" At the sound of my voice, Morgan's defiance instantly faltered, though his tail snapped straight up behind him. With a reluctant rip of fabric, he finally yanked his shirt off, voice tight with resentment. "Fine. Let's just get this over with." Unlike Eli, Morgan's build was obvious even through clothing. Shirtless, his sculpted, bronze-toned body radiated raw, masculine power—every muscle sharp and solid. Raw power… for what, exactly? I was completely lost.

The scent of sex clung in the air and I smirked at Noah who looked longingly at me with his red eyes. "Keep it under your loincloth, mister," I growled at him and he chuckled deeply. Morgana was surprising me with her bravado as she continued through the crowd and into the room with three thrones. Each was occupied by exceptionally attractive persons. She walked right up to a large light green-skinned male who was lounging with his muscular thighs spread and the biggest dick I'd ever seen laying across his greenish-colored thigh. His eyes were narrowed at the small woman standing before him. He had long platinum hair that framed a face like Adonis. Morgana went to her knees and bowed her hea

Morgan is broad and huge and even though I’ve been with him for almost a month, I have never seen him close front without a shirt. His arms flexed and he stretched a little. Everything felt like a movie—one that the next thing would be to take off the towel and make me feel his erection but that was just silly. I’m no girl in a movie and Morgan has no erection. I may be an ass sometimes but I can admit when a person is sexy and Morgan Flamur is very sexy. “What?” he asked, cocking his trimmed brow. “Figured I could jump in the shower while you were asleep.”

HUNJI/KIAN Morgan waded out of the water, her dress clinging to her body. The sheer white material - completely see-through showing off every soft curve of hers. The pink of her nipples on her large breasts teased my eyes. My sight shifted down with much regret until they landed on her flat stomach and the plump curves of her ass.

Morgan answered in delight, her pregnant belly jiggling with every bounce. Facing her pregnant daughter, Ruth crawled over Tate’s upper body, letting her gigantic, heavy milkers dangle and sway tantalizingly just above his flushed face. The teen stared up in wide-eyed wonder at the huge, rounded undersides of his grandmother’s enormous tits. He had seen plenty of breasts online, but never the creamy, soft undersides of such massive, mature boobs up close like this. It made his mouth water with raw desire. “He’s gonna break my fucking water with that thing!” Morgan gasped, feeling the fat, swollen knob of Tate’s cock smashing repeatedly against the head of her cervix.