Mark Grayson X Male Reader 소설 & 이야기

His eyes locked with mine. And my world stopped. "Mate." My knees almost gave out. He walked toward me slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey. “You,” he said coldly. “You’re my mate?” I nodded, heart pounding. He sneered. “The Moon Goddess has a sick sense of humor.” My mouth opened, but no words came out. He looked me up and down. “You’re weak.” I felt the crack in my chest, sharp and sudden. “You’re not what I wanted,” he said, turning away. “And I don’t want you.”

“Sir, the Mark angle is working. Look!” The central screen shifted. Headlines updated in real time: “New Allegations Emerge: Mark Grayson’s History of Abuse Surfaces.” “Leaked Recordings Show Grayson hitting his wife until she passed out.” Good. Good. Push harder. “Don’t stop until Mark’s name is rotting in the gutter,” I growled. The kid nodded like his life depended on it. I shut my eyes, locking my hands behind my back, forcing myself still. The storm was shifting, the tide rolling in my favor.

Accenting the walls perfectly. Once the man stopped in front of a picture, the girl looked up at it. His face seemed to register in her mind. Though only for a moment. 5 year old Cordovia rummaging through her mothers ‘other’ labeled box. She pulled out a picture of a man holding a little baby. His face was slender and calm looking. His hair was a dark brown color, almost black looking. And his eyes, they were a medium green. And he was quite tall looking in the picture. As she flipped it around, she read ‘Marco Briarwood - age 34; with Cordovia 1 week.’ Her eyes darted to the man standing next to her, she then asked softly and with caution “Dad?” With a smile, he turned to look at her, ligh

Also, his beautiful blonde hair turns as black as night. He chuckles bitterly while looking at his true appearance gradually disappearing underneath his human face bit by bit. Under his breath, he mumbles, " Fate is indeed too cruel!" *** Mark leans weakly against the wall inside the shower with his right hand clutching tightly on his chest. He lets the cold water hit him continuously. He feels nothing. Right now, all he can think of is the way Blake's heart has been beating for him. As his mate, Mark clearly feels Blake's longingness and his possessiveness for him. He feels it directly echoing in his heart, painfully tearing it apart and then consuming it bit by bit. The need to possess is

Hovering over me, collar still around my throat, he drove back inside with savage need. “Look at me while I fuck you,” he demanded. Our eyes locked as he claimed me. The firelight danced across his muscular chest. I wrapped my legs around him, nails digging into his back as another climax threatened. “Come inside me,” I whispered desperately. “Fill your stepdaughter’s pussy.” With a deep, animalistic groan, Marcus buried himself deep and came hard. Thick ropes of hot cum flooded me, pulse after pulse, as he growled my name. I came one final time with him, moaning brokenly into his mouth as we kissed.

"You know the rules. Contact means consequences. For both of you." I stare at the message, my jaw clenching. Marcus has been my mentor since everything changed. He's kept me alive, taught me how to control my abilities, how to channel the wolf without losing myself to it. He's saved my life more times than I can count. But he doesn't understand what it's like to be this close to her after all these years and do nothing. He doesn't understand what it's like to have your soul mate ripped away. Another text: "They're watching. If you reveal yourself, if you break protocol, they'll come for her too."

Marcus whistled low and wrapped his long fingers around it, stroking me once from base to tip. “Nice,” he said. “We’re gonna take real good care of you.” They both stripped fast. Tyler’s body was thick and strong with a light dusting of hair on his chest and a happy trail leading down to his thick cock. It was heavy and veiny with a fat head already leaking. Marcus was longer, maybe nine inches, smooth and dark with a slight upward curve. His balls hung low and full. Seeing both of them naked at the same time made my hole clench with want.

He moans as I scratch his scalp. "I just want both home with us. All these rogue attacks worry me, Gray. I want everyone safe, "I sigh sadly. Grayson starts kissing my lips to my neck, and as he finds his marking spot, he enters me, getting a loud whimper. It feels so good. I'm also amazed he pulled my panties off with me, not noticing. He thrust and kissed my neck, getting me to moan. He bites down and I cum crying out his name. He cums hard and growls licking my mark. "Feel better, babe?"he asks, and I blush bright.

I whimpered as the tip of his shaft began to rub against my entrance, teasing my clit just right. "O-oh! Jax..." I panted. "I love when you call me Jax," he growled, moving his mouth to my throat, running his tongue over where Greyson had marked me earlier. I whimpered at the touch, Greyson's mark had left that area nearly raw and even the slightest touch seemed to set me off. I watched as Jaxon continued his own journey down my body, pausing to lap and suck at my breasts, giving each a moment of attention before once more continuing downward.