Page 61 of Ominous: Part 1
His anger feels contagious. Why is she sitting beside Eli if she’s dating Dom? But Dom said they all hooked up, didn’t he?
Rage sparks under my skin. I try to hold onto the memory of Shoreside. How I lost my shit in that bathroom. How I came out a different person. Alienated.
Lost her fucking mind. Freak. Insane. I don’t know why Nic ever fucked around with her anyway. She begged him to take her virginity. Can you be any more pathetic?
Luna flutters her lashes, turning to look at Dom as she arches a perfectly manicured brow. “I tried tosay shit to youlast night, remember?” Her voice is sweet, but I know it’s fake. She spares me a single glance. “But you didn’t want anything to do with me then.” She wrinkles her nose. “Guess when you’re lifted, I’m the last girl you wanna spend time with.”
Dominic laughs, but it lacks any amusement. “You sound stupid right now. I needed a little space. Can’t handle that, huh?”
Eli is watching Luna and Dom, and I grind my teeth together, my back to the dresser asIwatchhim.
Until Luna’s hand comes to his thigh, white manicured nails contrasting against his black jeans as she claims him in front of me. Her smile turns sharp the longer she stares at Dom. She’s beautiful, with creamy skin and a pixie face, everything small. Taller than me, but slender, she radiates fragility.
Eli looks up at me, his expression blank. I feel as if they’re both waiting for me to do something.
I glance at Dominic, and his eyes are on Luna’s hand on Eli too.
My heart hammers hard in my chest.
Her hand glides higher up his thigh.
My face burns and I feel jittery. I kind of want to break her head against the mirror behind me.
I don’t move.
Her slender fingers rise higher and higher. She has a ring on her middle one. Gold, with a large, purple stone.
I want her to choke on it.
Eli is still watching me.Are you mad?
I grit my teeth.Are you blind?
“I think you’re right, Dom.” Luna sighs dramatically. “We need space.”
White noise is staticky in my head. My breath hitches. I frown, holding Eli’s gaze. It seems darker than it was even moments ago. I notice his hair looks like it’s dried, but it’s messy, raked back from his face, and I like it that way, but I don’t want Luna to touch it.
Luna tightens her grip on Eli’s thigh, not too far from his cock, bulging in his pants, and I shift my gaze to her. I imagine wrapping my fingers around her neck until she stops moving.
All over me. Hand over my mouth. His body pinning me down. His mouth. Teeth. Bruises. Just like his. Worse.
And before I can say anything, or think clearly, lust and nerves amplified by the drugs in my system, Luna leans in toward Eli, one hand coming to his shoulder as she pushes him back on the bed like I wanted to do, and she kisses him.
On the mouth.
But the nightmare gets worse.
She straddles him, a gap in her jeans around her narrow waist, her ass to me and Dominic, her hands on his chest. The short strands of her hair are in his face, hiding the collision of their lips, but I can hear them making out, even over the music playing from Eli’s phone. Luna’s head turns one way, then the other, and I hear a groan from deep inside Eli’s throat.
The water bottle rolls to the edge of the bed, and as Luna shifts her hips on top of him, it falls to the floor, rolling to a stop at the tip of my boot.
I can’t stop staring at them, Luna’s body moving over his, dry fucking him. I think about how hard he was.
The breath leaves my lungs.
Luna moans.
Eli’s hands come to her ass, squeezing hard, and I feel as if he hit me.
