Zayn Malik Nude Novels & Stories

That moment, whatever shred of affection I had left for Zayn completely disappeared. A relative, who was listening to the gossip, added, "The girl who hit her must be really scary. She's probably ugly too, right?" Zayn immediately slammed the table in protest. "Don’t spew nonsense. Selina is really pretty. She’s about to debut, and she’s going to be a big star!" With that, he pulled out old photos of Selina from his phone. These were photos I hadn’t even known existed. "See? Isn’t she beautiful?

A typical cabin, more like the secret hideout of Lycan Prince. When he returned, he was wearing black briefs and a tight black singlet that hugged his muscles. He handed me a large black shirt. "Here. Put this on, princess." I raised an eyebrow, and a playful smirk tugged at my lips. “What? After seeing my naked body so many times, you don’t find me attractive anymore?” Zayn’s eyes darkened with unmistakable heat. “It’s not that… I find you breathtaking every single second.” “Then what’s the problem with me staying naked?” I teased, tilting my head. He let out a low, frustrated sigh, his gaze raking over me like he was barely holding himself back.

He teased her. “So, you’re saying the guys at Nox-Luminis walk around half naked at a particular period of time?” She snorted but hoped he was joking. There wasn’t a festival that permitted that, right? “Well, soon your tactical arcana class will be done outside, under the sun, so some guys feeling hot like me will take off their shirts.” “We would soon start training outdoor?!” Layla gasped, turning her head to him as her eyes flung open. Zayne’s body came into her full view, and her breath hitched. He was divine. A masterpiece. His tan skin glistened with sweat, trailing down his rock hard chest with a little drizzle of hair to his well-defined six-packs.

Zane said and I smiled, disconnected the call and almost immediately he sent a picture of his’ He didn’t show his face, started from his hot six packs, revealing his thick abs downward, I scrolled slowly to see the full picture. Although it didn’t expose his private part but his short partly revealed his erected hardened d*ck and my jaw dropped, saliva dropped, with goggled eyes which almost bulged out of the sockets. I barely noticed that he sent an extra message below. “Do you like what you see?" I loved it. I already imaged his dark naked picture.

I was in a dark, vulnerable place last night, and his seduction had been too much for me to resist. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, the monster himself walked into the room. Zayn didn't have a stitch of clothing on. He was completely naked, fresh from the bathroom, with droplets of water still clinging to his skin. His cock was fully erect, heavy and intimidating, swaying slightly with every step he took. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks instantly. My heart hammered against my ribs, and I jerked my head away, unable to look at him.

We had not gotten used to that yet. I quickly put on one of the loose shorts and shirt and breathed in the scent with the waves of chocolate hitting me to euphoria. Yep, this clothes were my mate's. My ears perked up at the scrunching of leaves and I jumped out from the back to see Zayn wearing a loose shorts with no shirt. His black ink spread along his sculptured torso making me look at him in awe. Moon goddess, this man was beautiful.

He was no longer in Matthew’s house but out on the street—with a crowd of people around him and pointing fingers at him. There were even little children who were laughing at him, “Shame! Shame! He’s so shameless to be butt naked in public when he’s already so big!” Zayn did not catch on to what that meant but he suddenly felt a little chilly. Someone was even streaming live on their phone. “Friends! We have a blot of a sight today! A filthy pervert that lost his pants is roaming the streets…” Zayn was red from embarrassment. He got up to grab the man’s phone but the latter proved quite dexterous, jogging off and easily hopping onto a wall.

"I will, baby, just not in front of these hungry, celibate monks." He said, loud enough to be overheard by his brothers. "Who says I haven't been fucking my share of pussies, I'm not even shipped like your ass!" Zayn said in his defence while Malik looked like he would rather be anywhere else in the world than be here listening to this convo. Some trip they were and somehow, JoJo felt like a art of them.

"Forget about Friday, let's think of today. There's this cool place the guys and I are heading to for a swim, wanna come, Zayne?" "No." Zayne deadpanned. Zyaire looked at me, giving me the puppy eyes he had been using against me since. Sighing loudly, I turned to Zayne who immediately blurted out the same thing. I pinned my lips and let it slowly sink in. Going to a place with water meant me in a bikini or my underwear. Zayne would rather kill his brother than let any other guy see me half-naked. And since he knew he couldn't stop me, he would have no other choice than to follow to make sure he kept my body from the eyes of others.

Jeff sneered at Ardina holding Zayn's chest, who snarled and his eyes became bloodier. Maya objected to Jeff's words, she knows how sensitive this is to her daughter “Zayn is not a killer,” she cried, tears flowing in pain. Zayn smiled in disbelief as he stared at her tears. Are you now swayed because of that rat! "Yes, Zayn Malik is a killer..." Whisper in her ear and fast movement! He pulled his neck back, smashing it violently, making everyone scream and retreat in fear Ardina was with them!