Zenless Zone Zero Ben Bigger Novels & Stories

He stopped and raised his head, looking past me. The smell of burning reached me first, and I started to feel a familiar heat slowly grow behind me. I turned around, allowing relief slowly seep into my heart. Zane stepped into the clearing, already shirtless with nothing but scraps of what must have been his shirt hanging against his skin. Lightning flashed against his skin, and every breath and poured out of his mouth was pure, silver steam. “So you dare step into this territory?” The single question appeared simple enough, but the quiet way he said it was like a threat. His ice blue eyes flashed. “Do you not know to whom this place belongs?”

It was nearing dusk when Zane stepped into the southern courtyard—the one without cameras, the one left unguarded by design. Snow still fell and the cold in the air had teeth, but he moved like the chill didn’t touch him. He was shirtless again, his skin humming with heat as he sparred with one of the estate’s chosen trainers. The movements were quick, sharp causing the beading of sweat at his temple, breath measured and sure. He struck, deflected, spun, dropped, disarmed.

Without responding, Tyr finished off his shower and did what his cousin requested of him. Intrigued by what he saw, Zeev closed their distance and stared at it, making Zane confused of his action. Although Zane is already used to such reaction when others see his birthmark on the chest, it still never gets old. “What’s that?” Zane smiled and wiped his chest with his own towel and proudly showed his chest to his classmate. “My birthmark. It looks weird but I think it’s pretty cool.” He habitually traced it with his fingers.

Selena gasped as she closed her mouth with her palm “Seriously? You are large, like beastly large!!! Do you know that?” Zaden just chuckled at her child-like reaction. Sensing more questions to come, he stood up from his chair, took off his shirt, and laid on the couch that is right next to the chair. He placed his head on the armrest and crossed his arm above his forehead. He has no strength to teach her his lifelong worth of understanding and possibly debate about it too, in a single night.

lingers, subtle but undeniably powerful, giving them confidence they did not know they could summon. I watch quietly but thoroughly impressed. Even the smallest adjustments by Zenith have measurable results. A deep breath here, a realignment there, and the teens move with an ease that surprises them. I nod to Alejandro, and he merely shrugs, his quiet smile saying, I told you she is extraordinary.

Zipper. He pushed his jeans and boxers down in one go. His cock. Jesus. It sprang free—thick, long, darker than the rest of him, curving slightly upward. Veins ridged along the shaft, the head broad and flushed, already leaking a bead of pre-cum. Bigger than mine. Much bigger. It hung heavy even hard, bobbing as he stepped out of his clothes. Zara sat up, her eyes hungry. She reached for it, wrapped her hand around the base—fingers not quite meeting the monstrous length. Stroked once, slowly.

When Dennis’s face filled the screen, his crooked smile made her stomach flip. “Hey, beautiful,” he said, voice low and already rough with want. “Hey yourself,” Zina replied, biting her lower lip the way she knew drove him crazy. She was wearing nothing but a thin camisole and panties, the fabric clinging to her skin because she was already warm just from thinking about this. Dennis leaned back, and the camera dipped lower. He was shirtless, boxers pushed down just enough to free his cock—thick, hard, a bead of precum already glistening at the tip. Zina’s breath caught.

“You’re weak!” Z closed her eyes. The Lord has a special trick, but there was an interval to the way he could use it. That’s what Z wasn’t aware of. Earlier, when Berry’s energy attacked him, his shadow protected him and he put an extra layer of protection by subjecting his skin to camouflaging cement. Z wouldn’t have noticed it if his skin did not glimmer in its presence. Yet, when Sloane’s swords attacked him, he dodged them and did not use the cement thing. The same couldn’t be said when Briane attacked him, but he was only able to activate it from his lower body. It wasn’t as fast as Briane, but the interval to which it activates was not exceeding ten seconds.

I was just staring at him as he undresses in front of me as if he's doing a strip show. "Shit!" I cuss softly and was stunned when Zuck holds the waistband of his dark blue Calvin Klein brief and slowly take it off, I just swallow my saliva when I once again saw his almost fourteen inches dick. I'm still not used to his thickness and hugeness, the veiny lines around his huge dick are making me want him more. "I can't take my clothes off, Zuck," I said to Zuck, I can't take off my clothes because I'm lying down on the bed and I can't get up either because Zuck is standing in front of me and his massive legs are cornering my body.