Rodrick Heffley X Reader Novels & Stories

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Before he even finishes detailing the encounter, Rodolpho is back on his hands and knees on the mattress, rubbing his sensitive nipples against the sheets while his own fingers slide into his sticky, semen-filled rear, masturbating furiously while he tells Clark exactly how Jonathan Kent flooded his body. He is the ultimate hotwife of the Kent Syndicate. The realization brings a dangerous, overwhelming climax that locks his thighs in pure ecstasy. As he finally disconnects the feed, Rodolpho Simmons falls into a deep sleep, dreaming of meeting massive, powerful soldiers in syndicate bars across the global territories—and letting them completely destroy his body.

Maybe her taste in books is broken since even Rodrick, who his mistress has to describe as a soulless man, was enjoying his time with a book about hope and love. When he had perceived that she was looking at the book in his hands. He quickly hid it behind him and started coughing. “No. I am not lost. I am your lady’s fiance. I think you’ve not been instructed about me at all.” His voice was strict and firm but after knowing his favored genre, the effect was lost on Evy. “No. I have not. Sorry for wasting your time. Please continue with what you’re doing.” She half-heartedly said her apology and continued sweeping.

he said again. “Roderick” I whispered, my voice squeaky and barely audible. Roderick stared at me for a few more seconds, both our eyes connecting as we gawked at each other. The only thoughts I could process was how ill and old he looked. He didn’t look like a seventeen year old boy, he looked like an extremely stressed man. Roderick broke the gaze first before he turned to eye up Brody. “You’re Alli’s mate?” he asked, a tone of disgust in his voice. Brody noticed that too and growled at him.

I pat the side of his face and smile. "I'm hungry, I came to eat," I smirk, eyeing my sexy man. I said my woohoo. Rodrick tilted his head and grinned. "Come, love, drink from my neck," he grins and I straddle his lap and insert my fangs into his neck and think of how hot he looked. I hear him moan and smile, so I think some more and feel him pulling me against himself. We got carried away and Rodrick made sweet love to me and my mind drifted to my dream.

She spent a large portion of her life in Venom Fang and knows how a pack should be run. This is not a pack, this is a slow death. Rodrick is a dictator. Dick being the real word to describe him. “Venom Fang is nothing compared to the Solar Eclipse pack. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’m sure Alpha Rodrick knows what he is doing in this situation. Why don’t you not stress yourself about it and go and relax.” I say to her, knowing what her idea of relaxation is. Bouncing on Rodrick and whoever else will have her.

It was direct, as if she was pressing a key into his chest. The effect was immediate. Roderick’s eyes went wide, the bravado draining out of him like water from a wound. For a breath he looked like a boy who had been shown his future and hated it. He started to mutter at first, then the sentences came faster, as if a dam had burst inside him. I stayed where I was, listening. I did not want to see what she was doing. That was a lie. I wanted to see. I wanted to know how much of him could be broken and how quickly his tongue could be made useful.

“The answers to your mate’s problems could be in these books. I know you want to rush and protect her, but if you’d just let me -” “You can fucking flick through pages as much as you like while I’m gone, Rod. But I can’t stay and wait around for answers. Sometimes, we just need to act, even when it’s not ideal.” I held my ground. I could understand where he was coming from, but I still had that instinct worming its way through my gut, telling me not to delay. Roderick hummed out his frustrations and grabbed a couple of texts. “Okay.” Kenton pointed to the pile Roderick was building in his arm. “Hey, there’s a ‘volume 2’ here but not a ‘volume 1’.”

Mark asked, before frowning at Ryker when he didn’t respond in any way. “Well it was worth a try.” Mark mumbled. “I think I might have something here.” Ryker said, continuing to ignore Mark. He pushed the book he was reading over towards me with a huge smile on his face. It was open to a section about mate bonding. At first I was confused. I had already bonded with Elijah so I couldn’t understand why Ryker was showing me this. That was until I started to read the passages.