Page 36 of Sick Boys


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POP!

The bust gives way, and Felix immediately pushes aside the fabric to reveal my nipples to all of them. Dylan licks his lips at the sight, and Alistair even removes his mask for a moment.

“Damn, what I wouldn’t give to suck those,” Dylan mutters.

“Horny bastard,” Alistair jests.

“But you know what? I fucking can because you’re mine too now.” Dylan removes his boot from my arm, only to bend over, grab my breast, and cover my nipple with his mouth.

And for a moment, I almost moan out loud—until he bites.

I try to punch him, but Felix thrusts the knife underneath my throat.

“Anything and everything, remember?” He leans in so close I can feel his breath on my skin, and his tongue dips out to drag a line across my cheek. “Little whore.”

“Don’t call me that,” I say under my breath.

Felix covers my mouth with his hand. “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.” He grips my other tit. “Now scream, little whore, scream.” He twists it so hard I can’t stop the yelp from coming out. “That’s it. Give me all your pain and all your fucking tears.”

“You’re fucked up,” I say.

“Oh, you haven’t seen the worst yet,” he retorts.

And he grips my face instead and slams his lips onto mine.

The kiss is overpowering, devouring, as if he wants to consume my very soul and take me to hell with him. With a forceful tongue, he pushes my lips open and claims my mouth, then bites my lip so hard I bleed.

He groans and licks up the blood, then gathers spit in his mouth.

“Open your fucking mouth,” he says.

When I do, he dribbles it inside, and I can feel the warm juices roll down my tongue and into my throat.

“Attagirl,” he says, and he pushes my mouth shut. “Now swallow.”

It’s disgusting. Heinous. Yet I still feel the urge to clamp my legs shut when he sits down on top of me with his hard-on poking my belly.

“You don’t know what you’ve done, Penelope,” Dylan says, sucking on my nipple like he can’t get enough. “Oh, how many times I’ve dreamed of sucking these tits until you screamed my name.”

“Hey, save me a slice too.” Alistair removes his boot and walks all the way to my feet. He tilts his head sideways and says, “I can see your fucking panties from here. Did you dress for the occasion?”

“She’s a vampire, can’t you tell?” Dylan jokes.

Felix twists my nipple even harder until I can barely take it anymore. “She got ready to suck.”

Suddenly, there’s a hand near my panties, and I freeze completely. “Wait, that’s—”

Felix plants a hand over my mouth. “Ours. And no one stands between us and the pussy we want.”

A finger slides across my slit, feeling me up, toying with me straight through the fabric. And when I turn my head sideways, I can see the skull mask and its blackened eyes staring right back at me, like he enjoys getting caught.

“I wonder how wet she can get from us using her,” Alistair murmurs.

His thumb circles my most sensitive spot, pressing harder and harder with each turn until it becomes hard to breathe.

When I said yes, I knew what it would entail.

What I’d sacrifice in order to know the truth.

But I wasn’t prepared for how many sensations I’d feel all over my body.

And how badly I want to pretend I’m not getting wet.

“That’s it … getting all wet already just from a little tugging and toying,” Alistair says.

“Oh, so you like getting used?” Dylan quips, licking his bottom lip.

“Knew you were a filthy one,” Felix adds, and he pushes open my mouth. “Now open up. Vamps suck, don’t they? Show me.”

When my lips part, he shoves two fingers inside again and pushes all the way until I gag.

“Good. Lemme see those tears,” he says.

He’s a vicious bastard getting off on my tears.

Because I can feel him grow bigger against my skin. And from the corner of my eye, I can definitely see it too, straining against his pants.

“She’s checking you out, Felix,” Alistair says, still toying with me, making it insanely hard for me to concentrate on what’s happening, instead of the growing desire building in my body.

“Oh, interested in the D already?” Dylan says. He releases my nipple and stands up. “Maybe it’s about time we give her some, then.”

My eyes widen when he pulls down his zipper.

Oh God, it’s really happening.

“Lesson number two, Pen,” Felix whispers into my ear. “Regret your choice? Too late. There’s no taking it back.”

PENELOPE

Felix gets up and walks to my feet, changing places with Alistair while Dylan casually pulls his long cock out of his pants. My eyes almost bulge out of my skull from the size of it.

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