Mark Grayson X Reader Novels & Stories

I gave him a soft peck on the lips, a test to see if I felt that same spark. Elias’s eyes didn't open, but his hand suddenly reached up, grabbing the back of my neck. "Mara?" he whispered against my lips. He pulled me down into a hard, desperate kiss. I froze, my heart nearly exploding against my ribs. He thought I was her. He was kissing me as if I were the only thing keeping him alive. The kiss was wet, tasting of expensive scotch and raw grief. I didn't pull away. I welcomed it. I let my heart beat fast as I kissed him back, losing myself in the heat of a man who didn't even know who I was.

Gwen I kissed back and forth between Mason and Marcus. I moved so well that soon I couldn't tell who I was kissing, but I loved it. Feeling their hands all over my body as they worshipped me, I knew I was in heaven. I moaned and allowed myself to soak so they could smell me. Marcus undid my robe and let it fall off my body. I kissed his neck and could taste the dry champagne that Mason had spilt on him, and it tasted sweet on his skin. I turned towards Mason and did the same things. He took off his shirt and let me feel his abs. I turned back to Marcus and kissed him. Their bodies rubbed against mine gently, igniting a sensual fire in me. I was in heaven. They were both naked, and I felt the

However, her eyes didn't move towards the lower body of Grayson as they were stuck to his body which was covered in several marks. Tears pooled in Kashvi's eyes. She dragged her numbed feet towards Grayson who was shocked to see Kashvi in the room. Trembling fingers of Kashvi reached the mark which was the biggest open from the collar bone to the lower stomach. She touched the mark-making Grayson's body tense up under her touch. Her finger traced down the mark while tears ran down from her eyes. Grayson tried to stop Kashvi's hands by holding them in his but Kashvi didn't stop.

I ask, referring to my mark. He brushes my hair aside and gives it a tender kiss making me shiver. “Absolutely perfect, just like you,” he says with such reverence it almost knocks me off my feet. I turn to face him; my eyes homing in on my mark on his neck. A small silver paw print – Zara’s paw print – shinning as the sunlight in the room bounces off it. It looks perfect, the sight of it has a territorial growl slipping out of my lips. I can feel Marcus’ amusement and… desire. Instinct takes over and I press him against the shower wall, pinning his hands at the sides of his head as I lick and nip at his mark. My pussy is getting wetter, and I can feel my juices spreading to my thighs.

WARNING ⚠️: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT Harvey's POV I was lying beneath Greyson, writhing and moaning softly in pleasure as he planted hot kisses on both my legs, starting from my knees and moving to my inner thighs. I shut my eyes, trying to will myself to keep still but I couldn't, the feeling of his hot mouth on the sensitive skin of my inner thighs was slowly driving me crazy My wolf let out a drawn out purr of pleasure and I shoved her back into the deepest paths of my subconscious because I wanted to enjoy every single moment of my first time with Greyson without hearing her sounds of pleasure and approval

Jaxson growls softly behind us, very displeased by Grayson’s closeness. “Get your hands off me, you damn fool,” I spit, annoyed. Slapping Grayson’s arm away, but he doesn’t budge. I have reason to believe that I’ll be Grayson’s sole target to piss off Jaxson. Lucky me! “But why, Little Wolf, this is just the start of a beautiful friendship, or maybe more…” Grayson doesn’t finish his words. Jaxson whips out an air of darkness that forces Grayson across the room angrily.

My body did it without my permission, and you can’t read a person’s intention if they don’t have any. Grayson’s face didn’t have that irritating smile on it for once. For a pro like him to get disarmed by a noob must have been infuriating. He was probably planning six different ways to kill me, but I was all in, and it was too late to worry about little things like dying. I pointed at the wall of posters. “Read.”

I trusted Grayson fiercely and loved him just as much, I never wanted it to end, this beautiful and strong man had stolen my heart and carved his name into it, possessively, darkly with a smile on his face. Grayson pulled himself out of me and came all over me, groaning as his hands gripped his large cock in his hands, stoking himself painfully tightly with his eyes tightly shut, panting like a wild beast, fed at last, once he opens his eyes, and smiled, a satisfied look on his face, and his lips uttering a single word as his grey piercing eyes never left mine. 'More'

And the moment those sensuous lips begin leaving soft kisses from below my ear, to my collar bone, my knees weaken completely. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this," Grayson murmurs against my neck, taking advantage of my breathlessness. My hands, once frozen by my sides tentatively quiver their way up to his shoulder, my fingers gripping into the hard muscle through his shirt fervently. No scraps of teeth against my neck hints he wants to mark me in this situation, which is a relief. Instead, he trails his kisses higher, across my chin, with his torturous hands kneading my side.

he commanded in a raspy growl. “She's stunning, isn't she?” Grayson remarked. “Tell me if she tastes as good as she looks.” I positioned myself over Alex’s face. He lay with his head at the bottom of the bed so Grayson could access all I had to offer. He was right behind me now, his solid cock pressed up against my back, letting his warmth seep through. His lips tickled the curve of my throat as he kissed my sweet spot, causing my spine to arch. The heat of Alex’s breath gusting against my mound made my clit pulse. God, I was so ready for this.