Hayes Grier Dirty Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

our best supporting friend interjected from the washroom. Hailey hissed before rolling her eyes at our persistency. But since she was sturdy to keep it for herself, we let it go again. Aira and I sighed with deflated shoulders from Hailey's secretive love and hate drama with Hunter. Nevertheless, I could tell that there's progress between them since that incident at the club.

It was the first time someone spoke to me nicely in my life after all. "Why would you do this to me?" I asked when I finally found my voice. "You are my mate, Jace. You love me—" "Love?" Jace scoffed. "Did you believe I was in love with you?" He chuckled and snaked his hands around Emma's waist. "I don't know what the moon goddess was thinking when she decided to make you my mate." His nose scrunched up in disgust. " How can someone like me, the future Beta of this pack, have a smelly and disgusting thing like you as a mate?"

“I can’t believe I’m actually meeting the Vipers. I’ve been a fan since I was a kid.” He gave a dry, exaggerated laugh. “Can’t wait to have a little tyke of my own so I can raise him to be a hockey fan.” His eyes locked on mine then, and something in his voice turned sour. “But thanks to Grace, I’ve had to put my dreams of having a family on hold.” His words hit harder than he probably intended. A sucker punch to the gut. My body stiffened. My face twisted before I could stop it. Wesley caught the shift instantly. Noah’s jaw tightened. Dennis’s hands clenched into fists at his sides.

His grip on her chin tightened, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh until she could feel the imprint of each one. “Such a greedy little slut,” He murmured, his lips brushing against hers with every word, his breath mingling with hers. “Say it. Say you're my dirty little slut." "I.. I'm a dirty little slut'" She said, not even feeling ashamed. "My dirty little slut" He corrected huskily. "I'm your dirty little slut" “That’s right. But you're still not getting anything yet." His thumb traced the shape of her lower lip before slipping inside, pressing down on her tongue. “Let’s play a game, my dirty little slut.”

“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.

Greer turns around to look at the man who has spoken. He is nice looking, with short blonde hair and beautiful green eyes. He is heavily muscled, tall, and broad. The man looks to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He is smiling at her, so she feels rude for not responding, so she says rather awkwardly “Oh, um, thank you." “I'm Hayes, by the way.” “Nice to meet you, Hayes.” She sees Hunter and Liam coming toward her, so she says to him, “Excuse me.”

He groaned lowly at the back of his throat when I ran the pad of my thumb over his nipples. "Keera. . ." He pressed me against the door, grinding his hip into mine, the length of his cock rubbing deliciously against me. I moaned, my head falling back against the door as I met his rhythm. We dry humped against the door like two werewolves in heat, pleasure mounting until it formed into a sheen of sweat against our skin. Grayson pulled his lips away from mine as I came, grazing my neck with his teeth. I rocked faster against him, whispering dirty words in his ear. I felt a sense of loss when he pushed away from me, my legs sliding down his body and coming to rest on the ground.

I have always needed to hear what she sounded like, dirty and naughty and now all of those needs were slowly being satisfied. Yet, there was a change I had never envisioned. Sharing Daisy with this bastard brother of mine, Grayson. I could have never thought of that and yet that was exactly what was happening. "Hmm" I moaned, teasing her perky, stiff nipple with my tongue while my fingers teased her clit. Her moans were muffled by Grayson's kisses but even her muffled moans were fucking delicious. Grayson soon took his mouth off herself and lowered his mouth to her other tit.

She leaned over and kissed Jenna’s shoulder while her fingers played with me. Minutes passed. My pussy was throbbing but I kept checking the hole. Then I heard it. Footsteps on the other side,in fact multiple sets. My heart jumped. “Shh,” I whispered. “They’re here.” We all turned toward the wall on our knees. The first cock pushed through. Thick,hard with the head already shiny with precum. It was the one I knew: Mr. Hayes. I recognized the way the cock curved up just a little, the cock that had haunted my fantasies since the first day in the basement

Hannah’s POV: Hayes was asking why I wanted a divorce and then deliberately painting the situation like I wanted a divorce because I was cheating on him with Josh. I couldn’t just come out and say, ‘I was reborn three years into the past after you and your twisted sister pushed me off the stairs and then told the doctor to pull the plug,’ so instead I said the next best thing. “Mr. Hayes is sexually dysfunctional.”