50 Shades Gray 2 Novels & Stories

Making my way out of the territory, I smile to myself knowing that my mate is now safe. Gray’s POV: I open my eyes to see a very familiar ceiling. I’m in my room. I slowly sit up, trying to remember what happened. I walk to my bathroom and stare at myself. My hair is a mess, I look like I haven’t showered in days. There is a bandage around my head. I take it off to reveal a faint scar on the side of my head. I take off my clothes and turn on the shower, letting the warm water run all over my body.

I conclude as they stood up with a corresponding 'Yes Boss' I go out of the room and go to my room to take a warm bath and rest for the rest of the day. It's going to be busy starting tomorrow. Somehow, Vallen's face shows up on my mind. I kinda miss the old times when we're still oblivious to all of this stuff. The fight, the argument, and the hatred tire me down both mentally and physically but I can't let go of this hate since that's all I got. I also still have to think about Shallow Rail which somehow hasn't been talked about since this mess started. The code and everything is a big whole mess that's giving headaches to all the internal members. There seems to be a neverending problem g

Her pussy slides up and down my shaft smoothly, gripping me tightly each time she drops. I feel close again, my cock throbs inside Mia as she moves faster. She grinds her clit against me with every stroke. Her moans grow louder until her body suddenly shakes. She cums hard, her pussy pulsing around my cock in strong waves. Lana takes her place next, she turns around and rides me in reverse again, but this time she leans forward and rests her hands on my thighs. The new angle lets my cock hit deeper inside her. She moves fast and rough, chasing her own pleasure.

Elena turned, whispering, "Come in." Grayson stepped inside, carrying two mugs of coffee. The steam curled between them, earthy and warm. "You haven’t slept," he observed, handing her one. "Neither have you," she replied. They stood in silence, sipping slowly. Then Grayson set his mug on the desk and exhaled, rubbing a hand across the back of his neck. "We did it." "For now," Elena murmured. "Voss is still out there. We don’t know if Damien... "

I was the finest barrier mage in the Blackrock Pack. My Alpha father promised I would be the next Moon Watcher. But at the ceremony, he led my twin sister Lila—a white wolf—up to the dais. Moonlight draped over her like she'd been hand-delivered by the goddess herself. My mother's eyes went red-rimmed. "A white wolf hasn't been born in a hundred years. Lila will protect us all." My brother puffed with pride. "She's the pride of the Fenraven bloodline." The pack knelt on one knee below, chanting her name over and over. I stood there, watching Lila glow like she'd swallowed the moon, and finally the words slipped out: "I laid every barrier around this pack. So why isn't the title mine?" My mot

Kelvin's glasses had a crack on the left one of the two thick frames and on a closer look, one would know that it had been there for long. "I wouldn't be on top of you if you didn't come underneath me in the first place." Gray said as he straightened up to a sitting position. "Fucking stop it." Kelvin shouted at the awkwardness of the situation they were in. Gray wassotting right above his crotch area and strangling him. "What should I stop?" Gray asked. "Should I stop doing this or this?" Gray asked with a smirk as he continued his rhythmic movement. "How do you feel, uhn?" Gray asked. But Kelvin who was underneath him was trying to hold his moans.

He keeps on lapping me hard. *************** I woke up from slumber, and went out to see Gray. I feel good and delighted. I searched for him in his office, yes he has an office here in his penthouse. He is busy scrolling on his desktop. I closed the door of his office. It's already five in the afternoon, I got to the kitchen and prepared the ingredients for the dish that I'm gonna cook later. I cooked our food and after cooking the dish, I prepared the table. It's exactly 6:00 in the evening when I am done in the kitchen. I washed my hand and go to his office. I knocked on his door, and opened it wider for me to get inside. He is getting up on his seat when I got inside the room. Let's have

And I stayed like that until the vodka began to sing in my veins, giving me more than the usual buzz but not quite incapacitating me the way I wanted. I kept my eyes closed even when the bedroom door opened about forty minutes later,and they both walked downstairs, reeking of sex and steam. “Maze…” Graylin muttered, “I didn't hear you come in.” I forced my eyes open and stared directly at him,anger crashing through me like untamed waves. “Of course you didn't…your whore was being so loud …” “Hey!” Savannah exclaimed hotly and I flashed her a look,she was wearing Graylin's shirt,her skin flushed,her hair mussed and her lips kiss-swollen.

He wipes the stray tears away, shrugging. "It was alright." I raise my eyebrows up at him. "I see the tears on your face, Gray. A Walk To Remember changed your life, admit it." He scrunches his face. "Fine. I guess my life is a bit sadder now that I've seen that movie." I kiss his jaw. "I think I know a way to brighten up your life a bit." Moving onto his lap, I draw my face toward his again. I intend to take full advantage of Gray being in the bedroom while I have an empty stable. He allows me to slide onto him with ease, completely on board with my plans. We're about to lose ourselves once again, when the door suddenly slams shut.

He wanted all that hot manjuice flooding his bowels and leaving a sticky trail down his taint and balls. Ryan had agreed. Reluctantly at first, then with dark hunger in his eyes that made Zoe’s pulse quicken. And now, with Lucas spent, his cum cooling inside Zoe's thighs and Ryan’s seed still wet on her tongue, they weren’t done. They were just beginning. “Round two in five minutes,” Ryan said, no trace of exhaustion in his voice. “We’re not done yet.” Lucas groaned, still collapsed on Zoe’s back, his mouth dragging along her spine. “Fuck, Ryan. Give me a minute.”