Bad Intentions: A Dark Hockey Bully Romance (Hellions of Hade Harbor Book 1)

6 months later

When the Hellions of Hade Harbor High won Nationals, the party at Beckett’s house was like nothing I’d ever seen before. If I’d thought that Beckett had been over the top before, it was nothing compared to now. A circus theme had descended over the house, and I could barely recognize the people from school in their elaborate costumes.

There were trapeze artists hanging from the upper stair levels, fire-eaters, and contortionists wandering through the party. The noise in the main house was deafening, and I was pretty sure the entire town knew about the party and didn’t care one bit. The Hellions were finally champions again. I was pretty sure that the rest of Hade Harbor was celebrating just as hard.

“Hey, Lily, truth or dare,” Marcus called to me. Although the entire senior class of HHH was in the main house, or maybe because of it, the Ice Gods were in their usual spot in the pool house, which was also Cayden’s place these days. After a long talk with my dad, Cayden had suggested living with Beckett, so our relationship didn’t make my parents uncomfortable.

I shook my head at the Ice God playboy. “Nope, I’m not playing.”

Cayden’s arms tightened around me. I was sitting on his lap. Sitting might be a generous term for the sprawl of my body on top of his, but I was past caring.

Marcus rolled his eyes. “Come on. I wouldn’t give you a hard dare.”

I shook my head firmly, and he turned back to the rest of the students, most of whom were puck bunnies who were hanging on his every word.

In the corner, Beckett sat in his usual spot, smoking moodily and staring out at the pool. Asher and Eve were nowhere to be seen, but she’d promised she’d stop by at some point.

“Truth or dare, Freckles,” Cayden’s deep voice murmured in my ear.

“Hmm, dare,” I replied recklessly. The game was over, Cayden was a star player, officially, and had a full ride to HHU lined up. And he wasn’t the only one. My offer from HHU had been more than generous, and I couldn’t wait to hit the famous campus in the fall, dive into my classes, and immerse myself in college life as the leaves changed all around us. There was nowhere like Hade Harbor, and I’d never regretted staying, not even for a second.

I was right where I was meant to be.

“Dare? I’m so happy to hear you say that,” Cayden muttered. There was a wicked note to his voice that sent heat rushing through me. “I dare you not to make a sound.”

“What?” I wondered, as Cayden reached for the wide cashmere throw sitting on the chair next to us. “I’m not cold,” I protested mildly as he draped it over us. It was summer, and graduation was just around the corner. It was warm in the pool house, and I had on a short denim skirt. Awareness prickled over me as Cayden caught my earlobe between his teeth and bit down, tugging it just enough to send even more heat rolling through me.

“I know that, Freckles. You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and will ever see, and you’re all mine,” he murmured in my ear, flexing his hips up so I felt how hard he was beneath me. With our bodies safely hidden beneath the blanket, his hand slid up my bare thigh, heading straight between my legs.

“Remember the dare. Don’t make a sound.”

His fingers delved into my panties and over my slit.

Oh. Oh.

With the rest of the room occupied with playing truth or dare, watching a replay of their own game on TV, or brooding, no one glanced our way as Cayden slowly fingered me beneath the blanket, right in front of them.

His fingers knew every single inch of my body. He’d touched it all, kissed it all, and marked it all in some way. Now, he unerringly sank two long fingers inside me, while his thumb went to work on my clit. I shuddered, my body responding to his touch with ease. I had a Pavlovian response to this man’s hands. He touched me so often, got me off so much, even the brush of his fingers in the general vicinity of my cunt was enough to have me barreling toward an orgasm. A muscle memory that he had spent months training.

“Cayden, someone might realize,” I muttered.

He pinched my thigh, and I bit down a gasp.

“Your dare was to be quiet, remember?” His tone was full of enjoyment, and his hand had stopped moving. Suddenly, nothing mattered more than getting his hand to move again.

I nodded, holding my tongue, and after a long pause, he moved again, finger-fucking me, while I fought the urge to writhe on his lap. Fuck, I would not last long like this.

He pressed his face into my neck and his chest expanded as he inhaled deeply. “Fuck, you smell amazing. Don’t utter a single word until I say so, or I’ll spank your pretty little ass bright red before I fuck you in Beck’s shower, got it?”

His words only made me wetter. Playing with Cayden was everything I hadn’t known was missing from my life until a year ago. I’d play with him any day.

He brought me right to the edge just like that, his finger sunk deep. If I listened closely, I could hear my wetness sucking up his fingers every time he thrust them into me.

“Hey, Lily,” Marcus called again. “Settle this for us, will you?” He turned to me just as Cayden’s hand sped up.

I stiffened, fighting the fierce heat in my face as I met Marcus’s eyes.

He narrowed his in return, watching Cayden and I suspiciously. I was totally covered. All Marcus could see were various lumps of unidentified limbs under the throw, and yet, from the wicked smile he gave us, I knew he suspected something.

“Never mind, I’ll ask you later, you filthy animals,” he laughed and turned away, just as Cayden hit that spot inside me that made me weak every time. I pretended to bite my nails and bit down on my fingers.

“That’s my good girl, coming hard on my hand, and not letting anyone know. You’re soaking my jeans, Freckles…drenching me. I hope you plan on taking me up to Beckett’s shower and cleaning up the mess you made,” Cayden murmured in my ear, tipping me over the edge.

I stiffened when I came, biting down a yelp, and crushing Cayden’s hand between my legs with my thighs. The bastard didn’t stop there, though. He finger-fucked me through it, drawing out the pleasure without end.

“Cade, man! Great game tonight.” Tyler had entered the pool house. He wandered over to us and held out a fist to Cayden. Like an utter madman, Cayden held out his free hand, and bumped Tyler’s fist. The two had become close since they’d both been scouted for HHU. Tyler would be an HHU Hellion next year along with Cayden. Tyler stood over us, talking about a specific play in the final that had sealed the win, as I came and came.

My body pulsed all around Cayden’s hand, and I was trembling with the effort of not making a sound. I couldn’t meet Tyler’s eye, though he seemed to have no idea that I was currently coming, right there on my boyfriend’s lap, in front of the entire room.

“Lil, are you ok? You look flushed,” Tyler said after a moment, as I drifted back down to the world.

I opened my mouth to say something, just as I remembered I wasn’t supposed to break my silence. I didn’t have permission yet. While I stared at Tyler, Cayden gently pulled his fingers from me.

“Is she? We’d better get some air,” he said, subtly pulling my skirt down and then tossing the blanket aside. I jumped off his lap like it was on fire. He grabbed my hand before I could get even a step away.

His blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “You wanna get some air, Freckles?”

I swallowed the knot of frustration and want in my throat, and simply nodded.

Cayden moved to stand before me. He was hard as hell, and it was pretty obvious, but he didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed as he stretched his delicious body. He brought the hand that had gotten me off to his lips and sucked on a finger.

“I don’t know what you two are up to, but I feel single as fuck right now,” Tyler grumbled, giving us a grin before ambling away.

We headed outside to the pool area, which sat between the pool house and the main house. Cayden wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

“You taste–fuck. I’m going to need you to sit on my face before we even make it to the shower,” he muttered to me as we headed toward the house.

“Any objections?” he teased, enjoying that fact that he hadn’t allowed me to speak yet. Stupid dare.

I pulled us to a stop beside the pool. What a difference six months had made. Standing there, in the warm Maine evening, in the heart of summer, I felt overwhelmed with happiness.

Cayden brushed my hair out of my face, and I grabbed his arm. It was the one that his former foster father had made him cut. The long slash he’d cut that night was still there when I ran my fingers over it, but it wasn’t really visible. The ink that surrounded it had covered it too well. That long straight cut Cayden had dug into his arm to stop Uncle Jack from hurting me was now the first letter of a word.

Lily.

He’d told me, while the tattoo gun had buzzed, that it was exactly what he’d intended to write. My name sat right there, on the Hellions’ star player’s forearm, for the world to see. The tattoo had been the impetus for Cayden moving out. My parents might have been okay with the idea of us dating, but a tattoo of my name at the grand old age of eighteen had freaked them out. They were slowly recovering. There weren’t going to be any teen pregnancies or shotgun weddings anytime soon for us. Cayden was on track to get drafted by the NHL, and I was on course to study the subject of my dreams and later, kick ass in the science field. We didn’t have to give up our dreams to be together. We were going to achieve every single one together.

“Have something to say, Freckles?” Cayden goaded me. His wicked smirk made my heart flutter in my chest.

I nodded, and he leaned in immediately, his hands coming to brush my hips.

“You can break the dare, if you need to…I’ll think up a good forfeit for you,” he murmured, anticipation already curling in his satisfied tone. “Maybe that matching tattoo…my name stamped on your ass so no one can ever get any ideas about who it belongs to.”

I glared at him, and he laughed, and tapped the skin just over my heart. “How about here? Would that be better? This is mine too, isn’t it?”

My breath caught. His eyes stared unflinchingly into mine. My heart felt like it swelled three sizes in my chest, so I did the only thing I could to get my balance back.

I nodded slowly and leaned up on my toes to brush a kiss against his lips, my hands falling to his chest.

Then I pushed as hard as I could.

His face morphed into shock for a second as he fell toward the clear, glassy surface of the water, just before his hand snaked out and grabbed my wrist.

“No!” I cried, as he yanked me into the pool with him.

The cool water rushed over us both, shocking me and making me feel alive at the same time.

“You-,” I pushed at his broad chest as soon as I surfaced, and he only laughed and pulled me toward him.

“Me what?” He teased me.

“Hey! We’re in the pool already?” It was Marcus’s voice, and it was the only warning we had before he cannonballed into the water beside us.

“Lil!” Eve’s voice was next. She was standing on the edge of the pool, her hand clamped over her mouth, eyes wide with surprise. Beckett wandered out of the pool house beside her and approached the pool. When he got closer to her, he suddenly lunged out and grabbed her around the waist, before walking them both over the edge and into the water beside us.

Eve surfaced after a moment, spluttering, and I swam toward her.

“What are you crazy people doing?!” She demanded, smoothing her dark hair out of her face. She cast an unreadable look at Beckett as he swam past us. “I hope HHU is ready for all of us.”

I laughed, my eyes catching Cayden’s. That same sentiment might have bothered me not too long ago. A new place, new classes, new rules—it would all have been a source of anxiety. Not anymore, though.

“Don’t worry, we’ll work it out. We’ll be together,” I reminded Eve, pulling her into a hug. “There’s nothing we can’t work out.”

Marcus appeared to chase Eve, and she shrieked and dove under the water to escape him. Cayden popped up beside me, his hands gripping my waist, and turned us into the wall. “Hilarious, Freckles, but you do know that technically, you failed the dare. I have to think of what to do with you.”

I shrugged, biting my lip in anticipation of what Cayden’s filthy imagination would come up with.

He grinned. “Hey Beck, you mind if we use your shower to freshen up?” he called over his shoulder.

“Knock yourself out,” Beckett called back.

Cayden’s grin only became more wicked as he leaned in. “You hear that? Now, you’re mine. And there’s nothing you can do about it, just the way you like it. Now, and forever.”