Scum (Wrong Side of the Tracks #1) Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Bad Boy, Dark, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wrong Side of the Tracks Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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Rosen Beck was nothing like his conservative, suit-wearing father.

He was like nothing Shane had expected to cross paths with, period. Yet here they were—in a glimmering bubble in front of the frat house. But this wasn’t Shane’s first rodeo, and a smirk crawled onto his face as he leaned forward, taking his weight off the bike.

“First, the password.”

Rosen’s pretty lips twisted in annoyance, but then their eyes met, and he hesitated. “Treat or treat?” he asked, holding Shane’s gaze.

Something shimmered under Rosen’s Adam’s apple. A golden chain wrapped around his neck like a choker and connected to another, which ran down the lithe chest until it met a final one at his waist. Green jewels sparkled between his pecs, and the guy somehow pulled it off without appearing feminine. Was it the veins on his hands, or the ridges of muscles on his stomach enhanced by green body glitter? Rosen looked ridiculous, and Shane should’ve hated him for the sole reason of who his father was, yet the bright blue eyes watching him from behind the fancy mask wouldn’t stop being agitating on a completely different level.

“Does the treat involve your lips?” Shane asked, trying to breathe like a normal person while this creature from another world stood close enough to bite into. He’d had sex in prison, yes, but it had all been very utilitarian. Shane hadn’t wanted anyone getting attached to him or catching even the faintest suspicion that he was anything but a red-blooded heterosexual man who simply took his pleasures wherever he could get them.

He’d only hooked up once since coming out of the big house, so how was he to resist the temptation posed by this delicious elf? Rosen might be straight, and Ed Beck’s son, but what was the harm in a bit of flirting?

Rosen tensed, and when he licked his lip with the tip of his tongue, Shane couldn't suppress the spark of arousal in his balls. An unspoken invitation hung in the air and Rosen rested his clawed hand on the bike’s handle, which very clearly stood in for Shane’s dick.

Maybe he wasn’t straight after all?

“Didn’t your mother teach you not to toy with fairies?”

Shane’s mother was gone. So was his father. Not that either of them had ever been of any use to him. Neither of them had ever mentioned fairies, but as silly as the concept of meeting supernatural creatures was, anything coming from that tempting mouth sounded fascinating.

“I’m the kind of guy who ran with scissors as a kid and sells drugs as an adult. I’m not scared of your claws,” Shane whispered, nodding at the rings Rosen wore on the tips of his fingers. What would they feel like against his skin?

He wanted to know, regardless of who this kid was.

“Maybe you should be. When a fairy prince sinks his claws into a human, they scratch all the way to the bone.” Rosen’s eyes glinted in the faint light of the street lamp, and Shane could have sworn the guy inched closer. The scents of flowers and pine extended their invisible tendrils toward Shane and grabbed at his jacket, trying to entice him between the legs of this strange creature.

He was ready.

Even if those sharp claws were to leave permanent scars on his back and chest, he wanted to see what hid beneath the cape and pants, and lick the glittery paint off the trust fund boy’s perfect skin. Didn’t he deserve some sweetness after ten years in the can?

“Dear fairy prince, this human’s afraid of nothing. Definitely not of you,” Shane whispered and leaned in, inhaling the fresh aroma Rosen carried on him.

They didn’t have boys like that in prison.

Rosen bit his lip, but then his phone beeped, and he flinched, grabbing it as if it were his lifeline. “Sadly, I am being summoned back to the fairy realm, so our haggling ends here.” He ran the tip of his claw over Shane’s thigh, but then showed his palm, waiting for the drugs.

Shane tickled his wrist, going breathless when the light hit Rosen’s eyes just right, revealing how very blue they were. What a beautiful, pampered animal this guy was. “Treat first.”

Rosen’s Adam’s apple bobbed under the delicate golden chain, but he leaned forward and gave Shane a quick kiss on the lips with the skittishness of a doe. The brief touch of lips sent a fireball to Shane’s nuts.

He grunted, crooking his head with a smile. “Will you invite me in?” he asked without thinking as the party music became a dull blur, muted by the thudding of Shane’s heart.

A guy like this was what he’d missed out on, rotting his twenties away in prison. Shane was attractive and could have fucked his way through every pretty thing around the state instead of feeding on the scraps thrown away by society.


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