Mark Grayson X Male Reader Novels & Stories

No, I shouldn't. I start touching myself and my breathing gets heavy and erratic. Grayson goes completely still for a moment, opening his eyes. I get filled with dread at the thought that he already knows I'm here but as soon as he stops, he starts again. This time, I guess he realizes he's all alone or something, because he lets himself go completely. He stops hiding his moans and turns a little more towards the door, so now I can see more of his body. His very delicious marked body and his huge dïck.

My father says, sounding a bit happy over the phone. "We will dad. See you soon."I reply then hang up the phone. I return to where everyone is chatting and eye the fresh ink on Luna's side as my wolf growls in satisfaction. Greyson put the mark on the same side as mine. They are completely identical other than hers being only on her side and mine spanning from my neck to lower abdomen. I have also figured out that like Greyson, Paul is gay. They are standing very close to one another and Greyson reaches out to touch Paul when they speak.

I immediately went to seek warmth in the midst of the men there and Rhys didn’t take it lightly but sped the speedboat tossing us aside. When we got back, we immediately went on track, running around improving our cardio. The familiar scent of Mark whiffed past me and I stopped in my tracks. Yuri passed ahead of me carrying that scent. Sure, Yuri had the perfect build of my husband. He had a sweet smile and incredible build. Mark carried not only that, a charming charisma too. He noticed my stare and jogged to me and the moment I opened my mouth to ask him something, a hand went over my eyes. “I don’t appreciate ogling during practice, Lipovsky.”

“You will tell me, Grayson. Now.” Winston stepped forward, his face pale. “Marcus, please,” he stuttered. “Think about this. He’s scared. Maybe there’s another way—” I didn’t look away from Grayson. “Do you want to die for this secret?” I hissed, pressing the blade a little harder against his skin. “Because I am very close to ending this right here.” Grayson’s eyes filled with tears, his body trembling. “Please, Master Marcus. I gave my word. If I tell you, what kind of man am I?”

Chapter 4: Exposed Claim The text from Marcus hung in the air like a bomb ready to drop. Jax read it once then tossed my phone aside his body still locked to mine with that thick knot pulsing deep in my guts. Instead of pulling out he started grinding again slow filthy circles that rubbed his swollen base right against my prostate making fresh slick and cum leak around where we were joined. Let him suspect Jax growled against my neck his voice dark and hungry. Youre mine Liam. My omega. And tonight Im making sure you never forget it.

Grayson replied with pride. "Grayson no!" I said over exaggerating and slapped his arm. "You're not killing anyone," I huffed out and he grinned, leaning down to my ear and kissed it. "I might not kill anyone, but I could hurt someone if any male was interested in you," he grumbled out, a hint of anger somewhere there and retreated back. "Green is not a good colour on you," I muttered out. "You haven't seen anything yet," he smirked as his fingers stroked my thigh from under the table, I gave him a glare.

He charted, his body flinching when Gray abruptly stood up and headed forward, levering on him with his caliginous silver orbs. "I don't care if you whore around, Alexis. You are still mine. I've waited too damn long to give you up to anyone!" Alexis nestled closer to the wall, wanting to dematerialize through it as the aberration trapped him between his hands and the wall, his head leaning forward, his warm breath fanning and brushing on Alexis's skin, making him feel so nauseated with himself. Where was Riyan?! Gray's hands went to Alexis's shoulder, drawing his shirt down, disclosing his smooth and clear skin. He rode his tongue over his lips before meeting Alexis's eyes with his eros-fil

“She could wake up.” “I don’t care,” he murmured, lips trailing down my neck. “Not unless you do.” We moved closer, hips brushing, water sloshing around us. I pressed myself to him, hands threading through his hair, lips devouring him in a hunger that was almost primal. * Grayson Her body in the water, warm and wet against mine, it was intoxicating. I wanted to mark her, claim her but more than that, I wanted her trust, her laughter and her complicity.

Grace has been calling him alpha for the longest time and all efforts to make her stop has been crucial. Walking down the stairs, they reached the front of the pack house and there she was eagerly waiting for him. Mark was pleased to turn scouting down for his mate to ride the back of his wolf without complaint. “I've always wanted to know how it feels to have another part of me… a fur being who can talk to me and have me do some silly things..like swimming in a lake late at night” Mark Graves running into the woods happily with his mate holding tight to his fur. The ride was a quick one and soon they arrived at the lake beds as the cold breeze of the night blew through her hair making it fl

shoved up against the desk, their mouths crashing together in a messy spit-soaked kiss while Marcus ripped Prof Liam’s shirt open, buttons scattering across the floor. Dr Marcus is gay!? Marcus latched onto one of Liam’s hard nipples, sucking loud and nasty with wet slurping sounds, his beard scraping against the skin as he bit down hard enough to make Liam’s whole body jerk. “Mmmm-nnnah! Yeah, bite it like that, fuck, harder Marcus, make it hurt so good,” Liam growled, his fingers digging into Marcus’s hair and yanking him closer while his cock strained obviously in his pants, the thick bulge twitching visibly like it was begging for attention.