Mark Grayson X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

That’s why we wanted you both here to celebrate with us this evening. I was having trouble finding my voice. I was having trouble believing my sister had met and fallen in love with someone without me knowing anything about it. I was having trouble standing next to Grayson Barlowe without dropping at his Italian leather-clad feet in a swoon. He was wearing a charcoal-grey business suit that highlighted the width of his broad shoulders and the long lean length of his legs. His ink-black hair was swept back off his face similar to his brother’s but, unlike Ethan, Grayson had flecks of grey at his temples, giving him a distinguished, older, and wiser look that somehow made him even more attract

"Next time I want to see your face when you break." A violent shiver ran down my spine. My core clenched hard around nothing, another rush of wetness escaping me despite the terror gripping my mind. I imagined his voice saying those words in person, that deep, dominant timbre I had only heard in passing during company meetings, now directed solely at me. The thought of Jax watching my face contort in pleasure and shame made my scar burn hotter beneath my palms. The golden mark pulsed stronger, sending waves of heat straight to my swollen clit.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

So….. here’s the idea. I’ll be starting a new mm erotica and yeah this is a sneak peak CALEB. I was already hard when Marcus walked in. dripping Precum soaking through my boxers, leaving a dark spot on the gray fabric like I'd fucking pissed myself. My phone was propped against a pillow on the couch, screen tilted so I could watch with one hand while the other stroked my dick through the cotton. On the screen was some random dude from Grindr. Blonde and in his Early twenties. Already naked on his knees in a bedroom I didn't recognize. Marcus wasn't in frame yet, but I could hear him… that low, commanding voice he uses when he's about to ruin someone.

I ran to the bathroom excitedly to see what Grayson had placed on me. I gasped as I took in the bold mark, he had placed it in the same spot I had, just above my collar bone. Grayson's mark was a full, dark blue moon. Its colouring was amazing, I turned off the lights and watched as it lit up in the dark. I jumped as I felt Grayson's large hands snake around my waist. He didn't need to say anything, I could feel his thoughts and knew he wasn't done with me yet. I squealed as he carried me back to the bed. Our eyes met for the briefest of seconds, enough to let him know I was ready.

Gwyneth Marcus and I spent the remaining day planning. We made love so much that I got sore. He took me in ways I could never explain. It was as if he was trying to engrave himself into me. Marcus was a wild beast, and he kept claiming me over, and over again. His love bites were intense. He wasn't saying goodbye, he was giving me my fill of him. He promised it would not be long before he came for me, and I knew he meant it. He had a new resolve in his eyes. He was angry and determined, and I realised that a monster had been unleashed in him. I had my plans on how I would investigate Mason, but we both knew he wouldn't trust me enough to relax around me to catch him. I had to work on gaining

Grayson growled as his hand went to Marshall pushing him on his chest. "What the fuck are you doing?" Sandra growled at him rushing to Marshall. "Don't touch him or I will kill him," "Gray..." Zeus called. "What alpha? I just want to talk to her, she is mine, my mate and she is..." "She is not flirting with me." Marshall's voice came up and I saw Grayson glared at him wanting to force his way to launch at him. Zeus was fast to pull him back but that didn't mean Grayson's hand hadn't met his face. His lips were bruised already.

My fiancé's ex showed up at our mating ceremony with a child in tow, interrupting everything. My fiancé chose to abandon me and mark his ex instead. But when he found out I bonded with my Alpha childhood friend, he completely lost it. I'm the chief healer of Silvermoon Pack, earning a hundred thousand dollars every month. My fiancé Marcus is just an ordinary warrior whose salary barely reaches a thousand. Not only do I cover most of our living expenses—the house, car, and daily costs—I also help support Marcus's retired parents. But thinking we were about to become mates, I didn't mind any of these sacrifices.

He give me quick glanced and avert his gaze immediately, "I see you came to my room with that tiny fabric. Have you thought about what I said earlier." "Yes. I keep that in mind." Grayson place down the book he's reading and stare at me with affection, which is new for me. My eyes landed on the brandy place beside his bed and understand why, he had a drink and probably his way to loosen up a bit. Without hesitation, I remove my robe and exposed myself to him. My naked body. I even saw his adams apple move as he scanned my naked body, and then I swallowed. He's not averting his gaze to me like Grayson doesn't wanted to lose me.