Novel & Cerita Spencer Reid Fanfic

Reid’s POV A faint scent of fresh roses somewhat mixed with fresh strawberries streamed through my nostrils as soon as I walked through the huge wooden doors, heading to the hall. The scent grew stronger as I strode into the crowded hall, making my wolf stir. “You smell that?” “Yes.” He replied with a small groan. “Let’s find it.” “No.” I stopped walking immediately and took a deep breath, trying to retract my claws which stretched out when Raiden tried to take control.

Aleya giggled. MINE! We heard a growl, looked up and Spencer had Aleya wrapped in his arms, his face buried in her neck. MATE. He whispered in her ear. Whoa there handsome. She giggled. What do you mean mate? And who are you? She looked at him and was smiling widely. Spencer didn’t have a chance to speak before Spyder burst into the office. Where is she? He moved closer to Spencer and Aleya, he inhaled deeply. MATE. He growled. Uuhh …what the… Aleya asked wide eyed. Aleya, this is Spencer and Spyder Collins. Reign introduced them. Spencer, Spyder this is Aleya Blackburn. Queen Apryl’s niece and my cousin. She wiggled her eyes up and down. Both males visibly tensed. So, that means, we are now

He kept on thrusting until she came again, messing on the sofa and he came inside her without pulling out. She momentarily collapsed from all of the orgasms she just had. Reid traces kisses on her chin, neck, and to her chest. His fangs elongated as his beast was itching to bite her and claim her. But as he looked at her siren's face, he knew that she wouldn't approve of it. *************** Ian was jerking his foot uncomfortably while thinking of Hannah and Reid. The way Reid took care of her with care and held her after she confessed her love. Extreme jealousy is all he felt. But besides jealousy, he felt pain.

I know she’ll find out eventually—I might be the one to tell her, even, when we’re back at the ranch—but right now, I don’t want to talk about it. Poppy shifts uncomfortably by my side, but I ignore her. That’s when I see Kendal heading toward Spencer like she’s walking the fucking runway with her heels and long legs. My fists clench in my lap as I watch her throwing her arms around his neck, saying something in his ear. Spencer’s body tenses immediately under her touch, and even from a distance, I can tell he’s not comfortable. But it’s not like he’s just afraid that someone will see it, but he seems rather…disgusted by her approach.

He shrugged his shoulders and took a sip on his drink, “Because you hate him and I secretly hate him. I trust you with my ideas since you don’t want to tell anyone, can you?” I didn’t hesitate to answer him but I grabbed his hand and said, “deal,” I don’t know what will be the consequences but I know for sure that Spencer is hiding something and Nate is the only one who knows everything. Spencer Moore, you're going down. “Wait, why do you hate Spencer? I thought you two were friends?” I ask out of my curiosity. “I used to. I used to be friends with him but now, we’re not. He doesn’t need to know that I’m cutting ties with him,”

His mother was the one who threw me into the dungeon in the first place–I certainly never wanted to be there. None of this is my fault. “Trust me, baby, this is definitely not a punishment. Real punishment is nothing like this.” Spencer kisses my eyelids gently, trying to comfort me. I let out a small sigh, allowing myself to melt into him. We don’t say anything else as Spencer gradually begins to speed up again. As both of us draw heavier and heavier breaths, I can feel the desire crackling between us, the electricity of everything we want from each other. My entire body feels like it’s on fire as Spencer lifts my legs even higher and snaps his hips sharply.

"How did Ms. Spencer become a man?" the male notary blurted out. The moment he spoke, everyone craned their necks in disbelief, desperate to see what was going on. He snapped out of his shock and immediately grabbed my ID, checking the photo and name repeatedly. "Maverick Spencer… That's you?" he questioned me. "What about Madeline Spencer? Why were you pretending to be her?" Charlie was naturally stunned, confusion written all over his face. "Y-You're Maverick, the younger son of the Spencer family, who's always abroad? What about your sister? Where did the real Madeline go?"

I exhaled. “I can’t wait for all this to finally settle,” Spencer said quietly, lips moving against my shoulder. “The federal stuff wrapping up. Aiden’s heart getting stable so he can chase a damn soccer ball without us panicking. No more looking over our shoulders every five seconds.” "I keep dreaming about mornings were the only problem we'd have would be about burnt toast," I squeezed his hand where it rested on my belly. “Just normal stupid stuff. It sounds like paradise right now.” He chuckled, the sound vibrating through me. One of his legs shifted, pressing more firmly between mine.

"Thank you so much Spencer for your invaluable support towards my relationship with Jack. I believe that soon you will find a woman whom you truly love and who loves you back." Spencer said, "Nope, I don't see that happening in the near future. Take care and bye." When Spencer hung up, Cindy stared at Jack and said, "Maya is on her way here." "Then what are we waiting for?" Jack asked and dragged the protesting Cindy into the bedroom. Cindy said, "let's deal with Maya first Jack, I don't want her to get here while we are in the middle of something so amazing." "Are we still talking about this?" Jack asked as he tore Cindy's blouse apart.

“Handsome. Rich. Powerful. Good for you, Melissa. Really. Trading up from a college boy to a billionaire.” My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. “And he’s the one who stood up for you at that bar, isn’t he? How romantic. Your knight in shining armor.” “Get to your point, Tasha.” “My point?” She stepped even closer. “My point is that Gavin Cross has a fiancée. Diana Hayes Spenser. Your mother, unless I’m mistaken.” Everything stopped. The hallway tilted. “Oh.” Tasha’s smile widened. “You didn’t think I’d figure that out? Please. I did my homework the moment I heard you worked here.”