Pirate Books For Adults Novels & Stories

My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I can’t ignore. One gray afternoon, it was pouring rain outside. The library was dead empty. No one to bother me. I locked the front door early and turned the sign to closed. My hands were sweaty as I picked out my four favorite books from the back shelf. There was the pirate story with Captain Thorne, a tough guy who sails the seas and takes what he wants. Then the vampire book with Lord Draven, all dark and mysterious, with eyes that pull you in. Next, the cowboy tale with Buck, rough and ready from the wild west. And finally, the barbarian adventure with Garrick, a big brute who fights with his hands and conquers everything. E

ENID'S POV Preston was fucking me like there was no tomorrow, a relentless, primal force that made my entire world shrink down to the point where his thick, throbbing cock met my soaking pussy. He didn't just take me; he claimed me. He wrapped my legs around his thick waist and hoisted me up, his muscles bunching like steel cables. With one violent sweep of his arm, he sent laptops, files, and crystal paperweights crashing to the floor, clearing the mahogany desk.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

‘David's right there, this is betrayal. ‘But no… it's a cruise,' the other purred, and was triumphant. 'It’s just a harmless thrill. There are ladies lining up for Asher; why shouldn't I steal a taste? It doesn't count; no penetration, no naked romance. Just this electric buzz, your pussy weeping for more, but you'll stop before it goes too far.’ We broke apart when people’s voices neared. I looked flushed and disheveled, my lips tingling from the almost-kiss. But the damage was done.

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

All ghost pirates captains wore red hats honoring Red. Many generations later (and a few pages in the book) we got to the story of Bia's parents. To be more exact, from Bia's mother. She was the only daughter of the captain and an excellent pirate, merciless, strong, fast, and a born leader. Everyone from the crew was happy to see her becoming the next captain. But one day she met a very handsome Spanish boy that worked at the port of the pirate island. Every time they got to that port, Bia's mother would secretly( which is effortless for a ghost pirate captain) bring him to the ship at midnight. When her father discovered it, he was about to explode. By the lawns of Red it was forbidden to

"I've read that book. It's so good. You should totally check it out." I glanced at the cover, and mentally rolled my eyes. Of course I would grab some pirate romance novel. "Yeah, thanks," I said. She pushed her glasses up her nose, and scooted in beside me. "If you like that one, you'll love this one," she said, while I watched Ansley through the glass talking to Professor Heckles. She shoved some book in my face with a half-naked guy on the cover. "Yeah, I'll check this one out, too," I said, placing it under my arm.

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he hissed. Now, I can understand why some people would prefer not to bring their loot back to Black. The Pirate Lords are as greedy as any other government, and routinely claim 10-20% of the booty from piracy on the open sea, trade expeditions, shipwrecks, and just about any venture that makes a profit. However, where Jim and his friends could easily run in the opposite direction, I couldn't. Black was my home, my territory. I knew its streets and its people; hell, I knew its rhythms and some of its most intimate secrets. I couldn't just turn my back on it.