Pete Dinunzio X Reader Novels & Stories

“Well, we’ll have to keep trying until it’s a girl, don’t we? I’m ready to spend every night practicing.” Paige mock-glared. “In your dreams, Mister Peterson.” I grinned, kissing her back. Acknowledgements Thank you so much for reading Forbidden Fiancé and for taking this journey with me through all eight books in the Dominating Desires series. Your love for these characters, their messy hearts, and their forbidden romances means more to me than I can ever put into words. Thank you to all my beta readers, editor, proofreader, arc readers, bloggers and book lovers, bookstragramers, I couldn’t have done this without you.

What chapter is this scene derived from? A ) Chapter 5 B ) Chapter 7 C ) Chapter 6 D ) Chapter 9 Alternate Acts 1 is what chapter from the Uprise of hell? A ) Chapter 4 B ) Chapter 12 C ) Chapter 6 D ) Chapter 13 Was Aaron being honest in the scene below? "Pete, with a pen knife in his palm, guarded by Eira who stood behind him, arms crossed and straight faced towards the man tied to a chair. Obviously seen, wounds, bruises and marks of torture existing on his face. "I'll ask you...one..last..time." Said Pete who stooped to the chair's night and spoke right to the face of the man tied to it."What do you know?" His assumed next motion was to release the edge of the knife which he did. "I've t

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

While he was swearing his undying devotion, he was doing the same with Serena Fiore and Teresa Fiore(twins). Dario Rici loved me until his friends called him “pussy-whipped” and ragged on him for dating a Solina heiress, because my family net with was fifteen time his family's. I hopped from that boy to this man—lapping up the attention until the tap ran dry—until Roman Petrov. He was a man, not a boy. A made man. A big deal. Possessive and intense. Pushed all my daddy issue buttons. Up front in the car, the driver tunes the radio and gets onto the highway.

Every time I closed my eyes I tasted them—different salts, different thicknesses, different groans—and then Ethan’s voice cutting through: Look at my little stepsister choking on real dick. My cunt hadn’t stopped throbbing since. I’d changed my sheets twice in two days because I kept waking up soaked, thighs slick, clit begging for friction I wasn’t allowed to give. The bet was killing me. And I loved it. I was lying on my side, facing the door, when the knob turned—slow, silent. The lock clicked open—he had a key, of course he did—and Ethan slipped inside like a shadow. Moonlight from the cracked blinds painted silver stripes across his bare chest, the low-riding sweatpants, the obvious rid

Pete warned with a ragged voice, a plea for me to let him without protest. His words sparked me off and I wondered at how easily I came tonight but didn’t care. I just held onto Archie, surprised when his cock pulsed inside of me, even though he hadn’t moved. Seemed me coming around him was enough to get him off. I felt him surge into me from below with the next surge, his thrusts somehow timed perfectly with Pete’s. I heard a tortured groan from Pete, felt a pulse deep in my ass, and knew he’d found his release.

my dad questioned. “Nothing.” Pete answered swiftly, “I was here to discuss something with you when I saw this magazine that caught my attention.” He flickered his gaze from my dad to me and the side of his lips curled into a smirk. “But, Lucien just walked in to grab my hands. He even injured me. He kept talking about me touching your stuff.” Truly, when my gaze glided down to Pete’s hands, he was holding a magazine. “Dad Pete is a liar!” I shouted. “He obviously was going through your stuff. I saw him scanning through every page of your documents!”

Frank told him. Pete rolled his eyes, "relax old man, your secret is safe" He pulled Frank into a heated kiss while unbuttoning his shirt. Frank gripped Pete's waist tightly as he trailed kisses down his neck while Pete moaned. He groaned when Pete's wandering hands gripped his hard dick. "damn, you are big" Pete whispered. Pete unzipped Frank's trousers, pulling them down and pushing him to sit on the toilet seat. Frank watched as Pete stepped out of his shorts, and when Pete rolled a condom down his length, he shuddered.

Pete clenched his jaw tightly before answering in Ethan’s place. “That,” he said through gritted teeth, “would be considered an open declaration of war against the entire DelValle family… and all of its closest allies, young madame.” His cold gaze remained locked on Gwen and Steven the entire time. The two students were now too terrified to even look away from Ethan’s piercing eyes. It felt as though his gaze had nailed them into place. Meanwhile, Belle simply chuckled at Pete’s dramatic response. “You’re exaggerating again, Sir Pete,” she laughed softly before finally lifting her head to look at Ethan.

This went on for thirty minutes, and Chloe's painted mouth was slackening. Just as he was about exploding in her mouth, the door was pushed open. Pete whistled and pushed the door open. The sight before him wasn't something he'd ever dreamt of. He knew it was something that'll forever scar his innocent life. The bottled water in his hand had long been forgotten on the ground while he stared at the scene before him open-mouthed. Never in his wildest dream had he thought he'd witness such a scene. His brain buzzed as his eyes rolled backwards before he blacked out and fell to the ground.