Rogue X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Xandar didn’t bother trying to play fair anymore. The rogue gritted his teeth as he tirelessly tried to defy Xandar. When his strength snapped, he uttered in defeat, “Seeing that there’s a risk of us getting caught, our employer never allowed anyone of our rank to know his identity.” “So, it’s a he.” Xandar asked in confirmation. The rogue sighed when he realized the gender of his employer slipped, “We guess that it is. It could be a she, we don’t know.” “What makes you think that it’s a he then?”

I crawled out of the tiny cave I’d hidden in for days, trembling, starving, desperate for anything—berries, roots, water. I just wanted something to eat or drink, just something to keep me alive a little longer, and I was so focused on that search that I didn't hear movement behind me, not until he struck me from behind. I hit the ground so hard the air vanished from my lungs. Before I could even roll over, a hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back. It was a male rogue. From his smell, I could tell he wasn't an alpha, not even close, but he was cruel in that ugly, hungry way rogues get when they’ve been living on nothing but desperation.

She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typical rogue then I could see how that would be. No wonder pack leaders usually hated them. So much so that if an alpha or luna crossed paths with one, their first instinct would be to kill. I thought about what this meant for my mate, and how my mother would take it. Would my mother try to kill my mate? Of course, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.

it had felt wrong when I found out that he was my mate but the mate bond never deceived it didn't lie. He was known to be vicious and cruel, killing rogues even if they were innocent and inflicting unspeakable torments. A monster I had received in place of a mate and my body screamed everytime he touched me.... repulsive....his touch was vile, it made me feel like a worthless prostitute. My heart had screamed for me to move away from him, the way his eyes glazed over my body lustfully made my stomach hurl its contents. I was a member of his pack from past ten years and I couldn't even count the number of deaths due to his maliciousness. I knew what that man was made up of and such creatures

He just smirked, feeding me another bite, his free hand dropping to squeeze my thigh under the cloth, inching higher toward my leaking rim. ~Look at you, fidgeting like a horny pup,~ Kasper laughed in my head. ~One finger graze and your hole’s drooling. Bet you would hump his leg right here if he let you.~ Across the table sat Thorne, the visiting rogue beta from the neighboring kingdom. He was built like trouble, all scarred muscles and gray eyes that pierced right through you. No pack loyalty, just wild rogue vibes that made my wolf perk up. Our eyes locked too long as the wine poured, red and heady. His scent slammed into me, musk and pine, like a forest fuck waiting to happen.

He's been abusing her and now wants to do it again right here in the car park with me and some strangers who might be passing by at the moment as his audience. * * AUTHOR'S NOTE I don't usually write dark theme books, 'Sold To The Rouge King' will be my first. The theme is necessary, given the context of the story. So before you read 'Sold To The Rogue King', bear in mind that Draco is a psycho. He is a hybrid so he's meant to be dangerous and cruel. Some of the things he will do might be triggering to some readers so consider this a fear warning ahead. I totally detest weak female leads. Just like Ash, Victoria will NOT be a weakling. Draco will surely meet his match in her.

"Which brings me to my next question: is this male an Alpha, Beta, or unmated rogue?" My mouth goes dry. "Does it matter?"

It’s all I need to see his eager eyes. He fumbles for something beside the bed, then in seconds he’s covered his erection and I’ve moved myself over it. Since rogues have no shame about sex, I’ve more than seen this done. It's definitely always something I’ve wanted to do. Females rogues are so low on the totem pole, rarely seen as anything more than a breeder. Expected to do whatever a male says. So the fact that I’m getting to choose who I want, is so damn empowering.

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

The wetness, the pinkness, that’s all he could really see and what he could hear was the desperation embedded within every single one of her whimpers. She spread her legs wider, her lips between her teeth making it so much harder to hold himself and the beast within him back. “Mine!” He growled, his eyes flashing red once again. **** *** A/N// Xavier is cheating on me y'all...he...he😭😭he's going to do it with Celia. I've been crushing on him for so long and yet...! What an evil bastard...I hope he never cums!☹️ 😕