Page 26 of The Darkest Prince

Alex tugs at the long hair slung over her shoulder. “Oh, like fuck those cheerleaders while I watched?” Then, aiming her eyes at Luca, she says, “You do that shit to me again, and I’ll make you watch me fuck every player on the football team—including Marcello.”

“Go ahead, baby girl.” Luca gets in her face, his top lip quivering with anger he can’t hide. “See if I care.”

She pushes her hands to her hips, facing off with him. “How about I start with Bash and Damian?”

He holds up his hands and shrugs. “If that’s what you want.”

With that, Alex yanks on my belt and starts ripping it off like she’s possessed. “You wanna get your dick sucked while Luca watches, Damian?” Then her eyes flick to Bastian. “How about you, Bash? I think I can handle you both.”

“Cherry,” Bash groans and unzips his pants. “You sure you wanna do this?”

Her expression says no, but she’s so mad at Luca that I bet she would do anything right now.

Luca moves behind her, his hand sliding up her stomach and dipping beneath the jersey. “Do you even know how to suck a dick, baby girl?” His nose smashes into her cheek. “Huh? Think you can handle all three of us? Because my cock is much bigger than my brothers. And I doubt you could fit half of me in your smart-ass mouth.”

She rolls her eyes. “Your whores don’t seem to have a problem.”

“Those sluts lost their virginity in seventh grade,” he spits back. “But you’re not like them, Drea. You’re a good girl. And when the time comes, you’re going to be really fucking bad for us.”

“What happened to not being allowed to hug your brothers?”

“You can touch Bash and Damian.”

Her eyes narrow at him. “But not Marcello?”

Luca nods.

“Why are you jealous of Marcello?”

His hands fall from her body, and he takes a step back. “I’m not. Marcello is not like us. Just leave it alone, Drea.”

“No,” she challenges, turning around to face him. “Why is Marcello the exception to your fucked up rules? Is it because he’s the only nice Salvatore brother?”

“I’m nice to you,” Bash interjects.

“Yeah, but you’re also kind of an asshole sometimes.” She looks at me. “And Damian has more mood swings than Luca.”

“Get used to us, Cherry.” Bastian curls her tiny body into his, running his hand over her ass. “You’re stuck with us for life.”

She laughs. “For life?”

I clutch her chin, forcing her eyes to meet mine. “Yes, Pet. For life. Til’ death do us fucking part.”

ChapterTen

The library is too quiet.If I’m left alone for too long with my thoughts, the darkness always seems to settle into my body and suffocate me. I don’t like having disgusting urges. It’s sick of me to stare at Alex and wonder how her blood will taste.

I know that.

But I’m curious and want to know everything about her. Will she scream if I take out my hunting knife and cut her inner thigh? Just a little slice, only enough to draw blood. I wonder if she’ll whimper if I bend down and lick the blood from her skin. Or will she soak through her panties like she does when Luca yells at her?

These are the kind of thoughts I struggle with daily. Bash has already warned me not to show Alex my true nature. He’s afraid I will scare her away.

Alex sits between Bash and me, reading from the textbook on the table in front of her. She twirls her finger around a long, blonde curl, lost in her thoughts. Her beauty startles me, making me want to mess her up, so she’s not so fucking perfect.

Bash likes that she’s untainted. He gets off knowing we’ll be the only men ever to touch her. When she first arrived in Devil’s Creek, she was innocent but never sweet.

I like when she’s bad.

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