Novelas y relatos de Grayson Hawthorne X Reader

If she finds out about this I'll be six feet under in no time. I start pulling away, when I realize something. Oh fuck. There's no way she's not going to find out about the bright red hickeys I left on her neck. She's going to brutally murder me. I'm such a fucking idiot, I wish that- My thoughts are cut off when Grayson turns over, and wraps her arms around my chest, pulling herself closer to me in her sleep. Her touch instantly calms me down. "Just go to sleep. I'm tired," Gavin whines. Yeah... I am pretty tired... And Grayson's touch and heavenly scent only made me sleepy-er... In less than a minute, I'm falling asleep, cuddled up with my beautiful mate.

I could call Scarlett when I got out, and she could have Topher check on him. The response came while I dried off. Wrapping a towel around my body, I sat on the edge of the bed to read his message. Gray: Yeah, I'm okay. Me: What happened? Gray: You want the full story or CliffsNotes? Me: Well, I guess since it's text, CliffsNotes. Gray: She's a bitch who needs more than one cock at a time. Me: OMG-she cheated on you? Gray: Long story but yes. Love that you ignored her being a bitch.

His wolf wanted to just rip the material off me and claim me as his. After all the rumors, I knew that Grayson wasn’t the type for soft, passionate love. He fucked hard. But to my surprise, he slowly pulled down the cups of my bra, letting my breasts fall out of them. His mouth found my nipple, and he sucked it between his lips. Tingles ran up and down my body, and he stared up at me with his golden eyes, nipple still between his lips, sucking harsher and harsher every moment. His hand slipped between my legs, and he rubbed my clit. I arched my back, a moan escaping my lips.

Grayson pulled in again but this time I had gotten used to sharp pain then pleasure coming after it. " Grayson.. " She gasped out trying to focus on his eyes. She opened my mouth to sucked in air " what are you doing to me " He groan and this time, he pulled mightily into her, tearing down her walls. She yelled out her lungs and shut her eyes at the excruciating pain. Grayson paused and stared down at her , he felt the pain but he need to satisfy his sexual pleasure . " Oh... Grayson... " She cried out and slowly, he started thrusting into her as she shuddered under him. She was so f*cking tight and wrapped around his d*ck perfectly.

My pulse was still racing from the confrontation, but the quietness here felt comforting after Vincenzo’s intense growling. Grayson was propped against the headboard, a thick book resting lazily in his hands. He didn’t look up right away and turned a page first, as if he had all the time in the world. Then finally he set his book aside and met my gaze. A slow sigh escaped him, laced with a wry sort of resignation. “So,” he spoke as his amber eyes were steadied, “you have to face your cheating mate alone, just because your so-called husband is unable to defend you.”

Then she spread her legs wider, giving him room to move. I groan as my cock twitches, pushing my cock deeper down her throat, and she moans, grinding her pussy harder against Grayson. She is relentless sucking my cock harder every time Grayson thrusts his cock into her. I shudder as I orgasm, my seed spilling into her throat. Rose swallows every drop, and Grayson spills his seed inside her simultaneously. She smiles. “Your welcome to join us anytime you like, Michael,” I laugh. “No wonder Grayson and I can't keep our hands off you, Rose” I zip my jeans up.

It was nice to have someone to talk about his romantic life with –semi pseudo paraplegic romance –even though it wasn't for free. It felt regular and archaic and old and a total cliché when he took his first step towards the man. He expected to feel something new, but it was still the same. From the ground floor elevator to the third floor where Hamilton's office was; the purple orchid that hung to right side of the door; the room thirty seven copper plated office number with Dr H. E. Greenfield boldly inscribed beneath, everything up unto this moment felt too predictable and strangely insipid.

Then slowly, almost unwillingly, she turned. Her eyes widened as they landed on the man seated comfortably in the living room. The colour drained from her face so fast it was almost frightening. Behind her, Grayson frowned, his gaze shifting from her to the direction she was staring. He followed her line of sight—and froze. His brows pulled together, confusion and shock flashing on his face — “What the fuck…?” Author’s Note: Hi dear readers, how are you all doing!? So sorry for the delay in chapter updates. I just finished my exams so I’m back fully.

I can feel his breath on my ear, sending tingles down my spine. “We’ll discuss this later,” he murmurs, barely audible. There’s a sharp edge to his voice that makes me bristle. “My room, one hour.” Although it’s evident that Gray’s not happy with me in this moment, his invitation sends a flood of molten heat coursing through my body. I’m already imaging us in his room, naked and tangled, panting and sweating… my wolf practically howls in anticipation. I hear Boyd’s footsteps approaching from behind, crunching twigs underneath his feet in the dirt of the forest floor. Gray steps back, staring down at me irritably and furrowing his brow.

Grayson washed the dishes, and Lena dried them, sneaking glances at him every few seconds, still struggling to believe he was really here. By the time they were done, exhaustion weighed heavy on her, her body dragging from the weight of everything she’d let out. Grayson noticed immediately and took her hand, leading her back to the bedroom without a word. She changed into one of his old shirts, the fabric swallowing her, but it smelled like him, and she couldn’t bring herself to care. Grayson pulled back the covers, and Lena slid into bed, her body sinking into the mattress with a relieved sigh. Grayson hesitated for a moment, standing by the side of the bed like he wasn’t sure where he belo