Dirty Fanfiction Grayson Novels & Stories

Instead he cupped my face with his hands,his thumbs tracing over my cheeks. "Don't f****** touch me." I used my force to push him away. "I'm sorry you've been left here, I had a complication with my leg and was being taken to the hospital,I just got back." "Do you think I f****** care about your leg, let me go." I started feeling dizzy, my eyesight going blurry,before I could stedy myself I was falling unconscious in his arms.

Graysen murmured to her, not wishing to let go of his mate for fear of harm coming upon herself. She snatched his hand as he left and murmured, "Be safe, I need you here with me," she ran inside the bunkers, not wanting Graysen to see her blushed cheeks. She gazed about at the people who were gathered together, each of them with fear and anxiety wrote all over their features. Graysen dashed out of the packhouse, his garments shredding, bones cracking and twisting, fur coating his body till he transformed into his distinct grey wolf.

"There's no news about a pregnancy from all these years. Isn’t it normal for her to be a little resentful when all she wants is a grandchild? I’ve never blamed you. I’ve even cared for you and treated you well. But if you insist on quarreling with my mother over this, don’t expect me to indulge you!" "River Grayson!" I lunged forward, snatched "The Pregnancy Guide" out of his hands, and hurled it hard against the floor. My eyes burned red as I glared at him and laid everything bare. "So, this is why you let Yvonne’s mother carry your child through IVF?"

With that, he left the ward without looking back, his steps quick, almost impatient, as if he could not wait to get home. On the drive back, Grayson's mind replayed the image of me—my tear-streaked face—when he carried Kayla away. His chest ached with a dull, persistent pain. He pressed a hand hard against his heart, kneading it as though that could ease the unease gnawing inside him. Pulling out his phone, he opened our chat. [Lydia, I'm coming home. Do you want anything to eat?] [Shall I take you to the movies tonight?]

Disgusting. Outside the building, Ryan was waiting for me, his usual calm demeanor in place. Without a word, he handed me a small packet of disinfectant wipes. I tore one out, methodically wiping my hands, erasing every trace of the man I had just interacted with. "Invest a few million into Grayson," I said casually, tossing the used wipe into a nearby trash can. Ryan’s expression frowned with confusion. He tilted his head slightly, his brow furrowed. "Are you sure? This isn’t like you. Grayson’s a sinking ship, and you don’t make bad investments."

He was bright eyed and offered her a smile. “Good morning, Love.” Grayson’s head leaned up from between her legs to face his friend. His mouth still wet with her. His features tense and uncertain. “We tried to wake you brother. But you slept like the dead,” he explained. “I just hoped you saved some for me,” he grinned, “but I know you don’t like to share G-Man.” Amber snorted and Grayson smiled. He got off the bed, allowing Amber to see his arousal. He ran a hand through his messy, dark locks.

“Is this a joke? Let me go, Grayson. I’m sure there’s a more interested she-wolf out there.” “Who gives a damn about those she-wolves? I want you and I have for a long time now. Do you know how many times I’ve watched you shower? Or the number of times I’ve fantasized of making you my cum slut?” What the hell? My face screwed up in disgust and I successfully pulled my hand away from his grip. In his eyes were a radiating hunger that scared me. I shot up from my sitting position and against the cries from the muscles, I made a bee line for the door. However, Grayson was faster and banged the door shut, locking it up immediately. My heart picked up it’s pace then.

They don't want their mother to know about their relationship life or she will have their head in the next instant after knowing about what devil they are. Grayson is dying in pain, not in physical pain. It's his emotional pain that is killing him. He is tormenting to meet kashvi and his kids. He wants to hold his mini angels as today is the day when they will be out from the life machine and will be discharged to go home. However, kashvi was discharged three days before. He wants nothing just small things which means the whole universe for him. He wants to accompany Kashvi to welcome their kids into the home. He wants to be beside her to help her with their kids. He also wants to suggest na

It didn't matter how much she wished she had the power or the courage to go against what her Alpha wanted in this situation; she just couldn't be confident that she had either. When they arrived at the house, Noah's father was already there, waiting for them. Diego Grayson was slender despite his height. His dark brown hair was styled in a short cut. When he gazed at her, his eyes, which were stony gray and unyielding, were as cold as stone. His wife stood behind him with troubled expression in her blue eyes. The height difference between Vivian Grayson and her spouse was minimal. Noah pushed Gwen through the barrier as she smiled nervously and gave him a shove.

"Of course, I do. I turned Ginger down to have dinner with you, so don't worry, okay? I have to go now." Belle hung up right after that. Grayson felt a little sad at the sound of the phone beeping emptily. He didn't want to interfere with her work, so he didn't text her anymore after that. Instead, he sat around listlessly. There was quite a lot of work to do, but he couldn't make himself do any of it. His mind was full of dirty thoughts. His hand rested on the mouse. As if in a trance, he opened up one of the videos that Tristan had sent, and a nude couple immediately appeared on his screen.