Pirate Girls (Hellbent #2) Read Online Penelope Douglas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Hellbent Series by Penelope Douglas
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Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 152045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
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I wonder how much of that story is true. Everyone made a big deal about Dylan staying there, enough to keep me up most of her first night here to watch the house, but it’s been almost a week and no ghosts.

Every story starts somewhere, though, and the idea of secret rooms between Rivertown and Quinn’s shop is intriguing.

“Fill me in after the game then,” I tell him.

I need to concentrate right now.

“You look good,” he says, stepping closer. “I’ve missed you.”

“Yeah, I’ve missed you too. I like Aro.”

A smile spreads across this face, his azure-blue eyes filled with something I’ve never seen in them before.

He’s in love.

“What about you?” He tips his chin at me. “What the hell was going on in that picture of you and Dylan in your towels?”

I’m about to tell him I’m not talking about it, but something hits the floor above. We both look up.

That’s my room.

He fixes a knowing look on his face. “Maybe your parents need to know about you needing just as much adult supervision as Kade?”

I pick up my towel and ball it up. “Don’t blackmail me.” I shoot the towel into his chest like a basketball. “My grandfather will fit you with a pair of cement galoshes.”

I walk off, toward the stairs.

He shouts behind me, “Please, Ciaran is practically my grandfather too. He loves my dad. More than he likes yours!”

I almost laugh as I climb the steps. That’s probably true. My mom’s dad is constantly in one argument or another with my father. But I think Ciaran knows my mom couldn’t have gotten a better husband. No one could have.

I open the door to my room and see Dylan frozen, mid-crawl on my bed. She’s dressed in a T-shirt and sleep shorts as she reaches under my pillow.

I close the door and rush over, grabbing her vibrator before she can reach it. “No, nuh-uh.” I hold it away from her. “We have to go to school now. You should’ve been here earlier.”

She hops off the bed, looking at me with her puppy dog eyes. “Please, I just need thirty seconds.”

She shoots out her arm to take it, but I hold it high over my head as she claws for my arm. I try not to laugh, but I can’t stop the slight grin on my face. How the hell did she get in here? Did she use the secret entrance, too, because that tree between our houses isn’t like the one at her house in the Falls. She’ll kill herself trying to scale it.

She grabs onto my neck, leaping up to snatch the vibrator out of my hand, and I’m about to give in, because it doesn’t matter anymore that I got little sleep, wishing she was here all night. She definitely liked what we did and wants more.

She bats my hand, and the vibrator goes flying onto the bed. She scrambles, and so do I, but my long arms reach the toy first. I take it, she fights me, and I crash back on the bed, slipping it inside my pants. She sits there on her knees as I smile and slide my arm underneath my head. “No,” I tell her. “You can’t have it.”

But fire lights in her eyes, and I almost stop breathing, reading her thoughts a split-second before she moves.

She throws a leg over my body and climbs on, rolling her hips over both dicks inside my pants.

“Oh, fuck.” I suck in a breath, grabbing her waist in both hands as she throws off her shirt.

“Turn it on,” she pants.

“Dylan…” I groan, reaching inside and feeling for the button. I press it, shivers rocking through the device and against my groin. My heart about stops. Oh my God.

Her lips hover over mine as she dry-fucks the cock in my pants, her hot breath filled with moans and whimpers as I let my hands roam inside the back of her shorts.

I pull them down a little, hungry to feel her skin, but she takes the hint and rolls off me, slipping out of the rest of her clothes, and then climbs back on top. All in two seconds.

Sitting up, she rocks back and forth, her breasts too much to take. I arch up and take one in my mouth, sucking on it as she lets her head fall back, crying out.

My eyes go wide. Shit.

I almost put my hand over her mouth, because I’m about to come, too, and I can’t think about anything else. I yank her hips into me again and again. “You’re driving me insane, Dylan.” I glide my tongue up her long neck, feeling her nails digging into my shoulders. “Come on, fuck me.”

“Hunter,” she whimpers and pulls me up close. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she hugs me, fucking me faster. “Hunter, I—”


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