Grayson Hawthorne X Reader Novels & Stories

WARNING ⚠️: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT Harvey's POV I was lying beneath Greyson, writhing and moaning softly in pleasure as he planted hot kisses on both my legs, starting from my knees and moving to my inner thighs. I shut my eyes, trying to will myself to keep still but I couldn't, the feeling of his hot mouth on the sensitive skin of my inner thighs was slowly driving me crazy My wolf let out a drawn out purr of pleasure and I shoved her back into the deepest paths of my subconscious because I wanted to enjoy every single moment of my first time with Greyson without hearing her sounds of pleasure and approval

His other hand cupped one roughly, his thumb and forefinger pinching my nipple until I whimpered. “Such a good girl,” Grayson sneered, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Let’s see how well you can follow instructions.” Hale’s arms were crossed, his expression unreadable, but his cock was a thick ridge against his slacks, impossible to miss. Grayson shoved me to my knees, his grip punishing as he unzipped his pants. His cock sprang free, already hard and glistening at the tip. My breath hitched. He was big, thicker than Hale, with veins pulsing along his length.

“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.

Later that night, back in our chambers, Grayson pulled me close again, his hands roaming with that familiar hunger. We didn’t go all the way, he was still holding to his promise about waiting for the ritual — but the touches, the kisses, and the whispered praises made me feel cherished and wanted in a way I’d never experienced. As I lay in his arms afterward, listening to his steady breathing, the warmth of the day settled over me like a soft blanket. The pack was warming to me. Grayson was opening up more every day. Everything felt like it was falling into place. But that secret about Elder Thorne still sat like a rock in my stomach.

Grayson, so generous and loving, gave up the control in this moment just to allow me to have it, to chase my own pleasure. We both had to be quiet, not wanting to give away what we were doing to any of the passing insomniacs or the other warriors in their sleeping or listening in their tents. I had taken to biting my lips to keep from moaning too loudly. Grayson was biting on the back of his fist, at least now and then. When he wasn’t, his hands found my breasts, his thumbs flicking over my nipples. Or he traced his hands down my sides to my hips and around to my ass, where he squeezed and guided me, moving me faster, or pushing me down as he bucked up.

“But you’ll pay for it. Weekly garage sessions and your body belongs to me now. Whenever I text you, you come here, bend over this hood or drop to your knees. Understand?” Raven nodded quickly, her cheek pressed against the cold hood. “Yes, I understand. Please… just fuck me.” Grayson pushed forward slowly. The thick head stretched her open. Inch by inch, his heavy cock slid into her soaked pussy. She moaned long and low as he filled her completely. He felt so thick inside her. Her walls gripped him tight. Wetness coated his shaft and dripped down her thighs. He started thrusting, deeply and steady at first. The wet slap of his hips against her ass grew louder. Every thrust pushed her breast

I shook his hands smiling. "I will show you to your room." Grayson offered which I'm glad he did. Alex was shooting daggers at him. I shook my head as Grayson carried some of my stuff to my room. "Thanks for letting me stay here! Sorry to disturb you all!" I smiled apologetically as he shook his head smiling. Grayson is a handsome guy. Just like his name, he has grey eyes and a well-built frame. But my mind didn't want or want to be interested in this guy. I fucking knew I still love him.

He charted, his body flinching when Gray abruptly stood up and headed forward, levering on him with his caliginous silver orbs. "I don't care if you whore around, Alexis. You are still mine. I've waited too damn long to give you up to anyone!" Alexis nestled closer to the wall, wanting to dematerialize through it as the aberration trapped him between his hands and the wall, his head leaning forward, his warm breath fanning and brushing on Alexis's skin, making him feel so nauseated with himself. Where was Riyan?! Gray's hands went to Alexis's shoulder, drawing his shirt down, disclosing his smooth and clear skin. He rode his tongue over his lips before meeting Alexis's eyes with his eros-fil

Grayson's father gave me a wink and I felt Grayson's mouth on me a few seconds later. Finally, I have gotten my happily ever after.

I pulled off his suit jacket as quickly as I could. “Woah, Scar…are we about to have sex?” Grayson mumbled against my lips. “You catch on fast.” “Here? Oh I missed this side of you.” Grayson lifted me off my feet and I wrapped my legs around his torso as he backed into the couch. By the time he sat down, I had his shirt completely open. I didn’t plan on taking it off, but I wanted to feel his abs. I moved my lips to Grayson’s neck. Hearing him whimper was making me even hotter. I had missed his sounds of pleasure and his eager hands on my body. His hands danced up my back before gripping my hair and pulling my head back.