Spencer Reid X Reader Novels & Stories

Spencer said in a grin. “Well, I hope I could last for a week, at least.” Spencer laughed. “So you knew her reputation with men, huh? Good luck, then.” I rolled my eyes when Xander grinned at me. “By the way, you’re friends with Yael, right? Yael Domingo?” I looked at Spencer and his gaze was focused on Xander. The fact that he is trying to avoid my eyes only meant one thing: I’m busted and he found out that I am up to something.

Oh, I didn’t introduce them yet. “Reid, this is my editor Zack Lahey. Zack, this is Reid, my-” “Her boyfriend. Pleased to meet you,” Reid says, interjecting my introduction, and they shake hands. Woah, did the temperature just drop? I frown at Reid, and Zack chuckles. “Likewise. Willow failed to mention in our numerous phone calls that she was now attached. Are you sure you’re her boyfriend? Is this the reason for the surge in your chapters?” Zack says, pointing towards Reid and grins at me with an odd look in his eyes.

I stirred my eyes open slowly, I didn't want to wake up in the first place because the last few events have been exhausting for me. Learning the truth in the most painful manner was exhausting enough for me, I was glad that I was done with the Talker's family although it was not yet official. Aiden had really used my heart and broken it into a million pieces but in the darkest of hearts, I have found Spencer and he was willing to be my ride or die for life and nothing was going to change that forever. "Good morning, sleepy head," Spencer murmured in my eyes and I giggled, that sweet feeling of being a loved woman has returned to me again.

I can’t. MidnightReader: Okay but can we talk about the ice??? Because I’m definitely trying that SpicyBooks4Life: “Pleasure that feels like death” - I FELT THAT I scrolled through the comments, giggling despite myself. These people had no idea they were reading my actual life. Then I saw a new comment thread forming. NightOwl_Reader: Okay guys, we need to talk. This community is getting HUGE. We need a name. RomanceAddict47: Yes! Like a secret club for readers who are obsessed with this story

CERENA || REID opened the door revealing a woman with long brown hair and brown eyes who was standing and gawking at Reid's shirtless figure shamelessly while also biting her lip. While Reid was practically fuming and he looked so pissed off, she threw her arms around him, making sure to press her boobs on his chest while also rubbing his neck but his hands stayed on his sides. I was a bit angry at that though, I'm not going to lie as I didn't like the way her body was pressed on his. She let go with a bit of sadness when she noticed that Reid wasn't reciprocating the excitement or even hugging her back before she wiped it off, quickly replacing it with anger when she saw me. Her eyes scanne

Spencer. My heart skips a beat as I take in the scene before me. Spencer is sitting on the couch, his eyes closed, his body... ah, god. He's pleasuring himself, his hands moving over his skin with a slow, sensual rhythm. I feel like I've been punched in the gut. I didn't expect this. I didn't expect to walk in on Spencer like this. But at the same time, I'm not surprised. I've seen him doing five sex encounters in a single week.

Alex twiddles his fingers while talking, showing some nervous actions, while his emotions look and sound pretty sincere… “But, Mr. Steele, you don’t have a wife?” Reid points out, a frown coating his forehead in deep creases. He had done a minor background check on Alec Steele and there had been o mention of an existing spouse. Alec Steele pauses and sits straight, looking into Reid’s eyes with every ounce of sympathy he could possibly summon from his psychopathic brain.

If this is how I always react to the mate bond while in his proximity, I’m not going to survive it. “You ready to keep going?” Reid murmurs, the low baritone of his voice sending a shiver down my spine. “Y… yeah…” I pant, though he’s not moving to continue down the path. He’s leaning in closer, his lips a whisper away from my own. His hand comes to my cheek and my eyes slide closed as I relish in the feeling of sparks dancing between our skin. Is he gonna kiss me? I shouldn’t let him kiss me. My eyes flutter open again, colliding with his. My heart races, the tension between us so thick that it’s palpable. I bring my hand up to cover his own, tracing his knuckles with my fingertips.

And before I know it, I have stopped to look at him with annoyance not hidden from my expression. “You saw the alpha not too long ago, didn’t you? Why didn’t you just ask me what he is here for? Huhn? Why are you instead bugging me about something I have no idea about? Just let me be. I have no intention to even last a second more talking to you.” And with that I totally storm off from him, leaving him to his plight of finding out the alpha’s intention. ***** REID: “You know I could still beat you in a fight,” is what I say to my sparring partner as I dodge an incoming kick to my face. That was so close but I was faster which was what gave me the advantage of successfully evading it.

“Because I have to deal with the fallout. I have to stand in front of cameras and pretend everything’s fine while people whisper that I was stupid to think I was enough for you.” Silence. And then, very, very quietly— “Is that what you think?” The question sent a chill down my spine. I swallowed. “I don’t know what to think anymore.” For the first time, he flinched. It wasn’t visible to most people. Just a shift in his stance, the faintest tightening of his jaw. But I saw it. And I hated that it made my chest ache. Reid ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “She’s an investor,” he said at last, his voice clipped. “It was a meeting.”