Sick Boys (Spine Ridge University, #1)

by Clarissa Wild

Felix can’t stop staring at her. In a way, I’ve only ever seen him look at the people he either wants to fuck into oblivion or kill.

All I can do is fucking smile at the girl running away from us right this very second while I bring the pen to my lips and lick my own goddamn blood. One of these days, I’m going to lick hers.

“Good girls don’t get what they want,” he groans, pushing down on my chin until my lips part. “Bad girls get what they deserve.”

“I’ll call you whatever the fuck I want. Because you’re mine now, and I will do whatever the fuck I want with what’s mine.”

The kiss is overpowering, devouring, as if he wants to consume my very soul and take me to hell with him.

She knew what she was in for when she made this deal. Now she’ll learn what it means to be owned by the Skull & Serpent boys.

“Don’t pray to God when you’re being licked by the devil himself.”

God, her lips feel so good against mine. I’ve kissed many girls, but never one I’ve wanted this much. And one who despises me this badly.

I’m addicted. Addicted to her needy sounds. Addicted to the way she looks when she mewls with delight. Addicted to the very taste of her.

“I could lick you on this couch and make you come so hard you’d be begging to God and screaming my name in front of all your friends.”

I want to own her. Mark her. Kill anyone who dares to take her from me. And it makes me fucking wild.

I groan as my tongue darts out to lick her skin, her taste so fucking addictive I could lick her up all day and still not have enough.

“I’m gonna fucking lick your soul out of your body.”

There’s only me and them, their cocks and my willing, lusty body craving release.

She tastes like heaven and hell at the same time, a toxic mix I can’t get enough of, and if I could, I’d fuck her all over right here in this car.

Make no mistake, Pen. You may hate me, but you belong to me until the day you draw your last fucking breath.”

“You’re so wet and needy. Even when you despise us.” I lean in to whisper, “But only good sluts get to come.”

God, she’s magnificent. A fiery fucking goddess I want to worship.