Dark Desire (Dark Brothers #2) Read Online Bella Jewel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark Tags Authors: Series: Dark Brothers Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 61169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
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“Probably talking about how fucking amazing we are,” Ava says, flicking her hair.

We all burst out laughing.

“What do you suppose they think we’re doing?” Jenny asks, grinning.

I snort. “Probably dancing around naked and hitting each other with pillows.”

Jenny rolls her eyes. “God, that’s such a typical male thought.”

Ava grins and stands, pulling out the bottle of vodka we’ve been slowly drinking and pours another shot each for us.

“Let’s go and crash their party, what do you say?” she asks, shooting back a drink.

“Not until we get into that pool,” I say, standing. “Drunk swims are the best.”

“Oh, yes.” Jenny raises her hands above her head. “Let’s go!”

We drunkenly head out of the apartment, laughing and giggling the entire way down to the guys’ apartment complex. It is kind of cool having them so close, I must admit, and having this much fun with the girls is something I’ve needed for a while now. It feels good, natural, even, and I hope it means good things are on the horizon for us.

We reach the complex and rush into the pool area, tearing off our clothes. Stripping down to our bra and panties, we launch into the cold water, squeals of delight leaving our lips as we splash around. I haven’t laughed this much in so long, and as the water washes over me, I feel light, free, happy. It’s the best feeling ever.

“What the hell are you rebels doin’?”

I look up and see Angel leaning over the pool fence, cigarette in his hand. Ava launches out of the pool and rushes out to him, throwing herself into his arms. God they’re adorable, in the best kind of way. Jenny laughs and, shivering, I climb out, too. “We thought we’d crash the party. What are you guys doing?” I ask, wrapping my arms around myself.

“Playin’ poker. I’m sure Jagger would love if you dropped in wearing that ...”

I laugh and turn, sprinting toward the door to Jagger’s apartment. I rush in and see the entire gang is sitting around the table playing cards. Jagger’s eyes move to me when I rush in the door and grow weary as I run over and throw myself onto his lap, soaking wet. A few chuckles break out, and even though I’m soaking him, he doesn’t kick me off. I make it up to him by turning and giving him a kiss deep enough to curl his toes.

“Well, hello to you, too,” he murmurs. “Did you drink all my whiskey, baby? And where are your clothes?”

“Only half.” I grin. “And they’re out by the pool.”

Ava, Angel, and Jenny join the party, and Ace fetches us some towels. I wrap one around myself, but I don’t move from Jagger’s lap. Instead, I smile at the group before me, loving that this is my family now, these people, they’re everything. Ava is nestled into Angel, looking as happy as ever, and Jenny is beside Ace, giggling as she whispers something into his ear. It’s like we all fit, so incredibly well. Jagger’s hand slides up beneath the towel and over my naked thigh as he leans in close, his breath tickling my ear.

“Makin’ it hard for me to concentrate when you’re sittin’ on me half naked,” he murmurs.

“You girls better deal in,” Rusty says. “Let’s make a night of it.”

Jagger’s fingers have continued to glide under the table, and are now slipping beneath my panties, slowly stroking my clit. I grip his arm, cheeks burning red, knowing everyone is right here, but his finger continues to stroke. Damn, as much as I love his fingers all over me, I’m not going to come at the table. I twist and his hand slips free. I grip his face and look down at him, running my tongue along his bottom lip.

“Later, handsome.”

“Now,” he growls.

He moves his hips, and I can feel his erection against my ass. I stand and smile at everyone.

“I have to pee.”

I turn and saunter down the hall knowing damn well Jagger will follow me. My body is aching in anticipation, already waiting for the moment he comes in and fucks me the way I’m so ready to be fucked.

As predicted, Jagger is behind me in minutes as I stand in the bathroom, staring at my drunken eyes in the mirror. I turn as soon as the door locks and my arms are around his neck, my legs around his waist, and I’m not giving him so much as a chance to speak before my lips slam down over his. He growls and shoves me against the sink, his big body pressing into mine in the most delicious way.

“Want me to fuck you hard?” he growls, running his fingers up my thighs.

“Yes,” I breathe.

“Better cover your mouth, because I’m going to make you scream.”

His hands are in my panties and his lips are on my neck in the flash of a second. His fingers slide inside me, and I cry out, gripping his shoulders. I’m already wound up, already needy and wanting, wet with desire. I’m not going to last long, and he knows it. A slow chuckle leaves his lips as he fucks me with his fingers.


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