Rodrick Heffley X Reader Novels & Stories

Lamia Blackmoor POV “That works too,” Roderick Ashfang agrees airily. “What do you think?” “Does Clay even get a say?” Elena Frostclaw asks, taking another sip of her moon-wine. “I am not sure you are his type.” “I am everyone’s type,” Roderick says, smoothing down his powder-blue silk tunic. “Besides, I would make it worth his while. I would give his wolf a lot more bedroom access than Lamia here ever will, and you all know it. Goddess, I would drop to my knees for that giant Alpha so fast. He wants raw, savage heat on his wedding night? I would tell him to bring it on and pin me down.”

He’s right, I’m absolutely mortified. The way he stands between me and them is a protective move, but surely he knows they would never hurt me. “We were only reading.” Ryder holds up his book, one with a particularly muscular, bearded man on the front. I bought that book because the cover reminded me of Phoenix. "Mine is definitely the best so far." Ranger holds up his. I instantly recognise it as one of the more explicit ones. It has bondage, doctor role pay, and lots of edging, which for some reason really appeals to me, even though it sounds like torture of the best kind.

“And what exactly do you think this is, Kyra? You’ve suddenly become a healer, ready to nurse him back to health? He’s not some lost pup in dire need of a mother, and you volunteered to save. He’s a broken Alpha, and no matter how hard you try to save him, it won’t work.” I completely ignored him, paying no attention to his little speech, but rather tearing a piece of my dress to cover the wound. My hand brushed against his briefly, but the heat from our skin contact burned against my palm. Roderick’s gaze lingered for a few seconds on mine, and was strangely intense. “Kyra…” he whispered, his voice completely different. I swear, I heard a softer, husky and raw version of his voice I wasn’t

he mutters with annoyance, "But I guess we can start getting to know each other?” I like that answer, so that's what we do for the rest of the day. An alpha arrives to bring us food and we have a mini date where Rodrick tells me about his job as an assistant chef back in the day and I tell him a little about what I do at my job. It's the most normal conversation we've ever had, especially when we start talking about movies and tv shows we like. Rodrick tells me how he caught up on his favorite movies while living at Hellen's house. He’s cute when he’s talking about superheroes like a little boy, but I don’t mention that.

‘The Wiccan rule applies,’ he read, ‘no sex, but yes, that applies to anyone who is developing his or her magic. Raven was reassured and no longer intended to break contact between him and Maddie. Still, he wanted to keep it a secret from the rest of the coven. Rodolf studied him for a moment and ran his hand through his redbeard in a habitual gesture. ‘Do you actually have feelings for Maddie?’ Raven looked at him. ‘What do you mean?’ he asked. ‘I had that idea,’ Rodolf answered honestly. ‘Maybe,’ said Raven, scanning Rodolf, sensing genuine interest and then nodded. It was nice to be able to share his secret with someone.

But this time I wasn’t alone. The baby kicked—fiercely, reminding me of what I still have to live for. And somewhere out there, Kairox was searching for me. I could feel it through the faint echo of our bond. “Safe me kai,” I whispered faintly, hopes filling my guts again. I told myself he was coming. And when he did… Rodrick would learn what it meant to take what belonged to an Alpha—even one without a crown.

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Guess I should’ve broken things off with Reed ages ago, not that there was much to break off. Ford grabbed a stray piece of clothing, propping himself up on one of his arms, and my lips parted as I watched him clean my abdomen. I’d never had a guy clean up his mess before. “Did that just happen?” I whispered, staring at the gorgeous piece of man meat beside me. He wasn’t just man-meat, either; he was an author. He created fantasy worlds, and I had a few of his books on my shelf, now. Which meant he was smart, along with sexy.

It’s crazy bat-ass shit having these feelings when there is nothing about Roxy and her haughtiness and brattish attitude that I even like. “Hey, Bro. What’s going on with you?” Ford my wingman and one of my best friends from high school shouts out. “What now?” I shout back having missed another pass. What is going on with me? Safe to say that Roxy is currently living rent free in my damn head right now as I imagine her lips parting and sliding my cock inside her mouth. I bet its warm and inviting. Hell, I don’t have time to get a rise in my pants in front of the guys on the ice in these tight hockey pants. Shit!

Rodrigo POV I feel the aphrodisiac coursing through my veins, my dick rock hard and all I can think about is fucking Rey. I can’t believe this woman spiked my drink, if I wasn’t so fucking horny, I would find it amusing. When she locked me in the room with these girls, I almost lost my mind. My body was betraying me, all I wanted to do was bend those naked girls over and fuck them to relief the throbbing of my swollen cock. On the other hand, I was trying to hold on to my senses, not wanting to fuck anyone else besides Rey on our wedding night.