Nolan Grayson X Reader Novels & Stories

do as I say and if you try anything or make this more harder then it should be, I'll stop and rather try it with Noah. So be a good girl and stay still." He whisper-yells into my ear as he takes of his pants and then continues to remove mine. He places himself in between my legs and I try my best to stop the tears that are running down my face. He looks into my eyes and gives a big smile before he slams into me. I scream in pain, but he covers my mouth and continues to pull out and slam in again. 'Stop. Just make it stop.' I scream in my head hoping that someone, anyone would hear me... Please... Williams POV. I jump out of bed as fear runs through my veins. I feel so scared and weak. I loo

She then took some deep breaths before turning toward Grayson. He had changed into a white shirt and a pair of trousers. He crossed his legs as he sat on the sofa before the window, reading financial magazines. The sunlight shone on him, adding a touch of warmth. He looked even more attractive now. Xenia's heart started to race as she observed the scene unfold. She believed that only a man like Grayson could be her equal. Consequently, she felt that only a woman like her could be a match for Grayson. In her perspective, they were a match made in heaven.

Third Person's POV “I can't be a Luna; I'm just a Delta 3. All I know is how to be a pet. I don't even know how to be your mate,” Sebastian told Grayson before Ezra went to take down Luther. The book Sebastian was reading suddenly goes flying as Grayson grabs him from the sofa chair and falls back against the couch, wrapping him tightly in his arms. Sebastian laughs as Grayson buries his face in his neck, and his light stubble tickles his sensitive skin.

We'll remain horny little rabbits that's desprate to rut but have no outlet. And let's face it, it's probably for the best. Grayson doesn't have a gentle bone in his body when it comes down to sex. Every inch of him intends on leaving an print on your psyche. He rocks back on the heel of his feet, tucking a wet hair behind my ear. "What you saw are humans who have been experimented on " "Come again, did you just say experimented on? "

I mutter underneath my breath. Ronan laughs softly behind me, still in his white tank top and black sweats. Malachi is shirtless in white shorts. I am surrounded by three sex gods who are my brother’s best friends. It can’t get more scandalous than this. “What’re you reading?” I ask Jaxon. Without looking up, he lowers his glasses and peeks over them. “A book.” I roll my eyes. “Yes, a book on what?” He closes it and sets it down on the glass table beside him.

Lennon looked up and smiled—small and shy. Damien couldn’t help reaching out, taking Lennon’s hand, and turning it over in his own. Later that week, alone in the penthouse while Damien was still at a faculty meeting, Lennon opened his laptop. Curiosity had finally won. He didn’t want to be nosy, but sometimes he found more comfort in discovering things himself than having to ask. Confrontations always left his nerves frayed. He searched: *Damien Grayson*, *Roman Grayson*, *Grayson family*.

Everything was so surreal, from Grayson showing up unannounced at my door to him admitting he had deep feelings for me and all the earth-shattering sex. Holy fuck! That man seriously rocked my world repeatedly in the bedroom, the shower, the living room, and the kitchen. The things he did with those hands, those fingers, his mouth…oh, the things he did with his tongue should be illegal it was so good. Don’t even get me started on the big, luscious cock of his. Jesus, I think it’ll be a whole week before I can walk straight again. Not surprisingly, you don’t become an Obsidian Knight without knowing how to use every inch of your mind and body for whatever purpose you require of it. Whether it

When my gaze fell to his trembling hand, dark red blood was already dripping from his knuckles where the shattered photo frame had sliced into his flesh. I forced myself to look away, letting out a hollow, dry laugh. "It's enough that I lie to myself and the rest of the pack, Grayson. Why do you keep lying to your own wolf? For the last two years, you've chased her ghost through every female you've dragged into your bed. You think I haven't noticed? Brielle Thorn’s lips, Cassidy Vale’s eyes... Grayson, if you don't love me, just say it. If your soul is still bound to Evelyn Wren, I'll step aside. I'll even help you track her down in the wild lands. I—" "I told you I don't give a damn about t

Gabriel: Fuck. I can't get that image out of my head. Grayson in that little red dress. Her beautiful, long, tanned legs, her flat, toned stomach, basically everything about her sexy body... Fuck... I can't control the dirty thoughts I'm having. The desire, the urge, the craving...

Malaki, Grayson’s wolf, and a smaller female wolf I know is Rose. Rose sees Nalia and sneers at us before wrapping her arms around Michael's neck and kissing him as they shift back. Grayson moves up behind her spreading her legs before rubbing her pussy. Rose moans loudly, grinding herself against Grayson as Micheal lifts her. She wraps her legs around his waist before he enters her. Grayson holds her up, kissing her neck while Michael thrusts his cock deep inside her. I know the loud moans followed by screams of passion are for my benefit. Nalia whimpers softly before turning and racing back to the packhouse.