Mark Grayson X Male Reader Novels & Stories

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.

Shaun winks with a genuine smile at her. "Born ready!" She mimics a finger gun, before pointing at the blonde. He smiles before inviting the other two males too and turns his heels inside the class. "Hey, Jason!" Gracie says, noticing his eyes darkened. "Is everything okay?" She asks softly, stepping forward to reach him. Before she could touch him, he flinched away while gritting his teeth. "Obviously!" That's all the silver male says before moving to the side and entering the room.

“Haze, “ his deep voice rumbled as he raked his eyes all over me. Only HE called me that. “Markos, “ I said almost breathlessly. My heart was beating so fast it muffled all the other noises. My head was spinning so fast, I felt like I could faint just from seeing a ghost from my past. Gone was the tall scrawny kid with innocent features that I knew. He was replaced by an alpha male version that was tall and muscular with his form filling his suit out perfectly. He had a 5 O’clock shadow beard on his face that made him look even hotter and his hair was as dark as it had been before. And his eyes, oh God, his chocolate brown eyes were as beautiful and hypnotic as they had ever been.

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.

Exhibits C through triple X were scattered across the US and Canada waiting for Sinners to pass through their area again. “Whatever, Trey. Come over to my place tonight and I’ll make you dinner. Suck your cock.” Mark was a decent cook. And he did suck good cock. He was also exceedingly easy on the eyes and had a spectacularly tight ass, but the guy needed to move on. Trey had tried to hook him up with a few different men, but Mark was too hung up on Trey to consider anyone else. “I can’t.” “Can’t or won’t?” he challenged.

The intensity of it—the way he made me feel things I'd only heard other girls whisper about—it's terrifying and addictive all at once. And the worst part? I want more. I want everything he promised, everything he held back. But I have no idea what I'm doing, what any of this means. His eyes haven't left me—dark, hungry, like he's memorizing every tremor, every flush of heat across my skin. It makes my pulse stutter all over again. "It says to a Grayson Blackwell," the delivery guy's voice cuts through the haze, sharp and impatient. Reality crashes back. We're still in the kitchen. Brandon, Yara, and Isaac are just feet away, probably wondering why we've been gone so long. My face burns.