Novel & Cerita Mark Grayson X Reader

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.

A timestamped audio recording from the RavenNet servers plays out loud, filling the space with Mallory’s clear, sharp voice: "...Make sure those photos hit Harper's phone right before she leaves the battlefield base. Once she sees Grayson in my bed, she'll lose her mind, and when Grayson defends me, the Mercer Bloodline will officially break her betrothal contract..." Mallory lets out a high-pitched scream, burying her face into Grayson’s neck as the surrounding wolves break into angry mutters. Grayson’s hands go completely limp. He lets go, letting Mallory slide down his body until she hits the cold floor with a dull thud. He stares at the glowing projection, his face completely drained of

Ecca’s legs shivered upon feeling his lips over the sensitive clit. [Book title: Marked by the demon] - Available on Alpha-n0vel

Hearing his growl, I shut my eyes on instinct, expecting him to end it with just another snap from his grip but when I didn't feel anything else within the minute that passed by, I opened them back in confusion and met a pair of widened eyes staring back at me. My chest was heaving and pulsing—the Shadowmark emitting a brief soft glow from my skin. It was fast. Everything happened fast. But before anyone could react—before anyone else could see this—a crack of energy zapped him from my chest and his grip loosened just enough for me to shove my elbow into his gut with the little strength I had left. Caught off guard, he stumbled back and leaned over to cough out the pressure building up, curs

Old Grayson came into the ward where mark was, he drew out a small stool which was placed under the bed and sat on it. "Mark... are you awake?" Mark's eyelids fluttered open, he closed his eyes once more when he saw who it was. "I don't want to talk to you for so long either, all I want to know is what happened between you and Liam?" Mark remained quiet which annoyed old Grayson "will you speak up? I have various means to make you talk!" He threatened. However, mark reached out to the small button beside his bed and pushed it several times. A nurse hurriedly walked in.

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.

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.

Malisha glares at him, and he says, “Can you blame me? Just say something new.” Malisha growls lowly, and says, “Grayson, leave me alone before anyone sees the way you are infiltrating my personal space.” Grayson smirks. “But I want them to see.” Malisha frowns. “Have you forgotten what we spoke about the last time we were together?” “I seem to have short term memory, Malisha. Forgive me,” he says in a mock voice that gets on her nerves. He traces neck which makes her shiver. He looks at her neck with desire. He could not wait to mark her yet, and seeing her neck always seemed to remind him of what he is yet to do.

Grayson pushes us into the bushes, hiding us, and he starts thrusting again, his hand covering my mouth. "Gray?" Zade’s voice gets closer, and I panic. Grayson thrusts harder, his teeth grazing my ear. "You. Are. Mine. Come for me, Angel. Mark me as yours. Cum all over my fucking cock and claim me." His movements become erratic, and I can’t hold back any longer, my body trembling as the release hits. "Gray!" Zade’s voice is even louder now. Grayson groans, pulling back. His forehead rests against mine as we both catch our breath.

His thrusts became hard and fast and I feared I would go mad from the onslaught of ecstasy that assailed me. His fangs grazed the vein on my neck, sending tingles skittering across my spine. "Brace yourself," He whispered, his breath hot against my skin. I'd barely prepared myself for the pain when he sank his fangs deep into my flesh, marking me. I screamed, loud enough that I could swear the entire pack had heard me. Grayson caressed my skin affectionately, running his tongue over his mark and soothing the pain until it became a dull ache, replaced by a rush of desire that peaked as we came together. I heard his voice inside my head, his thoughts intertwining with mine.