Bad Intentions (Hellions of Hade Harbor #1)

by Mila Kane

She walked with her head down, holding an open textbook. She literally had her nose in a book. She was just as much of a fever dream as the rest of this picture-perfect place. Was there really anyone so angelic-looking? It seemed impossible.

good little girls like Lillian could destroy a guy like me. I knew my level, and Lillian Williams was far above it.

Pull your damn sweater up and stop letting people stare at your untouched skin.

Cayden squeezed my fingers and made to let go, just as his nostrils flared. My hand was only inches from his face, and in a move that would forever haunt me, he brought my hand to his nose and inhaled. Heat flooded my cheeks. Holy crap. I rarely bothered touching myself much, seeing as it never went anywhere. This was just my luck. The one night I’d ventured down there, and the very guy I’d dreamed about appeared and sniffed my goddamn fingers. He couldn’t really smell anything, though, right? You’re being paranoid. Relax. “W-what are you doing?” I stammered out. I was pretty sure my face couldn’t get any hotter at this point. A curse of being a natural redhead. Cayden made a noise deep in his throat that was kind of like a growl. Goosebumps rose on my arms. “The question, Bug, is what have you been doing?” he mocked quietly.

“Here you go,” I said, entering the spare room and hitting the light switch. Warm light flooded the room. “It’s not much.” “Yes, it is,” Cayden said, so quietly that I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right. He’d grabbed the trash bag as we’d passed the hall and now set it on the desk. Was it his clothes? Why would he have his clothes in a trash bag?

“Yes, go. I’m sorry I interrupted your – sleeping – earlier.” He gave me a mocking smile and rested a long, thick arm above my head, leaning on the doorframe and making me feel tiny. “If you want some help getting a more satisfying sleep, let me know.”

I closed the message and opened my photo app, staring at the diary pages I’d just read. Holy fuck. Nothing could have prepared me for the effects of reading Lily’s journal. Absolutely nothing. If a twisted sort of interest in my new foster sister had been blossoming in me before, now it threatened to explode into something else entirely. Obsession, pure and simple.

“I couldn’t be more serious. From now on, you’ll smell like me, so whenever you move, you’ll remember who owns you.”

“Someone needs to knock Selena down a peg and remind her that she doesn’t rule shit around here,” Asher said. He glanced over at me. “Was she mean to you, Lily?” Cayden tensed beside me. I shook my head. Asher nodded and went back to eating. As Eve’s brother, Asher might be the Ice God I knew the best, but that didn’t say much. I pretty much stayed out his way. That being said, I knew that he looked out for me a little, as an extension of his sister. Since I was her only friend, he no doubt wanted to make sure nothing upset her, by upsetting me.

“Where were you last night, Lillian?” Lillian. I was starting to recognize his different levels of crazy. When he used my full name, he was annoyed, and serious.

“I have to admit that reading your journal last night, and knowing my cum was touching your cunt all day yesterday, has been on my mind.” His shocking words stole away my breath. I could only stare at him, stunned. “So, as payment for distracting me all day, to get your assignment back – I want a taste.” “A taste?” I nearly squeaked. It was more innocent than I’d imagined and more shocking. He nodded, leaning down, brushing his lips against mine. “A taste,” he repeated, using one hand to cup my jaw and hold me in place as he sealed my lips with his.

“Hey, West,” Asher whispered beside me. I glanced over at him. I was on the fence about the so-called Ice Gods. Sure, it might be the very first time I’d be able to say I had friends, but on the other hand, if they got in the way of me playing my best game, I didn’t need them. “Were you with Lily?” Asher asked. I glared at him. “Why?” I didn’t like the way he came to her defense. I didn’t like it one bit. Asher shrugged, narrowing his eyes at me. “She’s the coach’s daughter and Eve’s best friend. I don’t want her fucked with.” A humorless smile touched my lips. “I don’t ask for permission to fuck with anyone.” Asher raised an eyebrow at me and then shook his head. “Whatever, man, just stay away from Eve. She’s off-limits – seriously.” “I don’t care about your sister, don’t worry.”

“Be careful, man. That way lies danger,” Asher muttered from beside me, following my gaze.

There was something in his tone, something possessive. It looked like the richest guy at Hade Harbor High had found something he couldn’t buy. Or rather, someone.

It started as a kiss, but as Lily gasped and moved closer, it became more. My tongue rolled over the puffy point between my lips, curling around the hard bud as I grabbed her other nipple , still encased in lace, and pinched teasingly. She moaned, her hands sinking into my hair and yanking. I growled against her skin and bit down lightly on the tit in my mouth, threatening her nipple with my teeth. She groaned, a soft, breathy thing that made my wretched, black heart pound. A sound of rapture like that, from a girl like her, could enslave a man.

I wanted to mark this woman, turn her pretty skin pink and leave my name on it so everyone would know she was mine.

“Touch yourself like you did after you wrote about me in your journal,” I grabbed one of her hands and put her fingers into my mouth, wetting them thoroughly. Then I pushed her hand down the front of her shorts. “Make yourself come while I suck on your beautiful tits.”

Initially, I’d been fine with letting Freckles hide at home during parties, but not anymore. If I had to be there, so did she. She was the only interesting person in Hade Harbor. She was the only interesting person anywhere, and I wanted her close. Tangling with Lily was the highlight of my life, and I was already addicted. It was too late for me.

“Who’s going first? I will! It’s only right that the new guy goes first! Cayden, truth or dare.” He stared flatly at Selena for a moment. “Truth.” Selena tapped her lip and then grinned. “Is there any girl who has caught your eye at HHH yet?” Cayden inclined his head. “There is.”

“And what exactly did I do to break your precious rules?” “You let someone else touch my things. I don’t share, Lillian.” “And your things would be?” I asked, though I already knew what his answer would be. A twisted part of me wanted to hear him say it. “You.”

Cayden looked up at me with his first lick against my cunt. His tongue was sinfully hot, a fleshy probe that promised great things to come. “I was wrong,” he muttered against my skin. “You put peaches to shame. Now, tell me how it feels and what you like, and be descriptive.” He took a deep breath, his warm exhale scalding my thighs. “I’ve never done this before.”

“You really are a straight-A student, aren’t you, Freckles? That’s why we fit. We both have to be the best at everything we do, and no one could suck my cock like you are, and no one ever will,” he muttered. “You’re perfect. My perfect girl.”

“Wear my jersey. I want to see my number emblazoned on your back, like a goddamn owner’s tag,”

Beckett nodded. “Right, and this has nothing to do with what Lillian Williams is wearing?” “Mind your own business,” I warned him. “The team is my business, and Josh isn’t a bad junior player. Stop trying to cripple him.” “If I wanted to cripple him, it’d be done already. This is just a friendly warning to keep his jersey, and his intentions, to himself.” “Cade,” Beckett started.

“After what we shared the other night, you turning around and bringing someone between us won’t be tolerated, do you understand? Since you don’t seem to care that I could leak your journal, then think of Josh’s safety and don’t risk it.” “You expect me to believe that ‘what we shared’ was so special to you. You pushed me in the pool! You orchestrated all of it!” My accusation battered uselessly against his stony resolve. He nodded, unrepenting. “I’d do that and a hell of a lot worse to get you where I want you. I’ve told you time and again. Stop. Testing. Me.”

“I don’t hate you, Lily. I really, really don’t fucking hate you,” he said solemnly. Something about his intonation kindled a different kind of heat in me. “I haven’t fucking hated you since the moment we met.”

You’re right. I’ve never really been scared of you, Cayden. And I’m still not scared of you now.”

“I’ve never met anyone I wanted to do this with before, so I’ve never needed them.” His words jolted me. “You mean you’ve never…” I trailed off, the words too ridiculous to say. Cayden shook his head, and then a crooked smile touched his lips. “So, go easy on me, Freckles. You’re nearly too much for me to handle.” “Too much what?” He was lowering me slowly now, and my muscles ached as he parted them.

“Too much everything. Over and above me, all fucking around me, everywhere I look, it’s you.” His words were raw, pulled from a place of complete truth.

“I’ll fit. I was made to fill you,” he murmured in my ear. “And you were made to take me.”

He chuckled. “How about this…we can move on, but you need to write down some more dreams in it. I’ll do my best to make them come true.” He was sitting astride his bike, looking hotter than sin. The original bad boy, temptation in a leather jacket and boots, his hair still wet from the shower. Oh God, the shower. I flushed and looked down at the sidewalk. The shower room was too fresh in my mind, and my body was still too sore for him to be looking so hot right now. “You can keep that one, I guess, as a spoil of war. You gave me a new one, remember?” He nodded slowly. “When it comes to you, Lillian Williams, I remember everything.” I had nothing to answer that outrageously romantic statement, and my heart wheezed, desperately in need of some distance from this guy. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to end up with a lot more than a great first-time story. I would end up with a raging, unrequited crush, and seeing as I’d nearly survived high school without dying over any of the Ice Gods, I didn’t want to start now.

Do you imagine other guys fucking you like this? Asher? Beckett? Maybe both of them at once? Do you fantasize about them covering you in cum and sending you home to Daddy?” The toy fell from my mouth as I came again. I tensed, and Cayden growled low in his throat as my pussy tightened all around him. “No,” I panted, lost in sensation. “I only fantasize about you. Just you.” “Fuck!” He spat and let my hands go to grab my ass cheeks, his fingers sinking into the fleshy globes as he came inside me. His cock pulsed inside my channel, and the hot, wet feeling only made my orgasm stronger. “Fuck, you milk me so well. This cunt was made to take my cock and hold my cum,” he muttered.

“Why not? You’ve already humiliated me in front of the entire school and let everyone know about California! My dad will know…” A sob forced its way up my throat. I beat at his hands, pushing him as hard as I could. “I hate you! I never did anything to you, and you’ve fucking killed me!”

“Don’t touch me, Lily, and don’t bother crying either. Your tears won’t work on me. You’re dead to me. You don’t exist. I don’t care what happens with you and your parents. I don’t care if everyone thinks you’re a fucked up little slut. I don’t care if you go live out those fantasies with half the hockey team – just stay out of my way.” He delivered the last words with stone-cold finality before shoving me away.

“If it helps at all, know that no one, you included, will ever hate me as much as I hate myself.” He ran his thumb under my eye and wiped away the stinging salt. “Does that make you feel better?” My head was shaking before I could stop myself. “No. It’s too sad.” My murmur was faint, but he caught it. He leaned in, his hot breath blowing over my wet skin. “You are the only person I’ve ever met who’d feel bad for me even after all you know about me, and after all I’ve done.” “So what? You think that makes me as fucked up as you?” I challenged, but my words had lost their steam because he was looming over me, pressing against me in all the right places, and his eyes were locked on my lips like they were the most beautiful things he’d ever seen. No one had ever looked at me like Cayden West did, and I suspected that no one else ever would. Just him. “Maybe it does, or maybe I just wish it did…because then I could have you.”

“Because I just wanted you. The thought of you leaving made me livid.” He tucked my hair behind my ear. “I want you to forgive me, Freckles. I want us to start over. I want you to let me back in.”

“I want you to trust me again. I want you to sneak into my bed every single night, and write me stories to act out in your journal. I want you to stay here and go to HHU instead of leaving for California…I want you, all of you, every single bit. I just want you, and I can’t think of anything else.”

“What? So now you have proof that Josh⁠—” “I don’t care about that fucker. I wanted you before I knew it was Josh who leaked the article. I wanted you when I was furious at you. I wanted you when I thought you’d broken my heart. I don’t think I’ll ever stop. I don’t think I’m capable of that.”

“Since we’re being honest with each other, you should know that I intend to change your mind about leaving, however I can. Love like ours isn’t something ordinary, and I’ll fight for it. You should be ready for that,” he finished and then finally took a step back, giving me space to breathe. Love? “What does that mean? Are you declaring war on me again?” My heart was in my throat, yet it felt light for the first time in a while. His words were turning me inside out, and I could barely help the smile that blossomed on my lips.

I love you, Freckles. I know I’m unforgivable…but if anyone can try to forgive a parasitoid like me…it’s you, my love – C

“You should know, in the spirit of full disclosure, that I was never planning on letting you leave me here alone. I was going to be where you were, even if I was just driving the Zamboni at your fancy school.”

“Dreams change…I have a new dream, and if she wanted to be in California, then I’d be in California.” I was lighter than helium. “A person can’t be your dream. What if they disappoint you?” “Impossible.” He leaned in and kissed me lightly, brushing his lips over mine. “I know everything about you, good, bad, and ugly, and you know everything about me…there is nothing you could ever do, or say, or feel that would disappoint me. It’s impossible.” What could I say to that?

His lips met mine, and he tugged me against him, lifting me off the ground and spinning me around. He kissed me hard and then pulled back, only to stare at me and kiss me again. I laughed at his dazed expression, my heart feeling like it was bursting out of my chest. “Put me down before everyone sees,” I murmured to him. “Let them. Let everyone know you’re mine and I get to keep you.” He grinned.