Page 62 of Ominous: Part 1
I look at Dominic. His jaw is clenched, and I wait for him to say something.To do something.But no one does.
No one says a word.
I think, somehow, Dom is getting off on watching them.
For a brief second, I consider turning my head and kissing him, just to piss Eli off. But it occurs to me Eli might not get pissed off. He might not care, and I think that would hurt worse.
I can’t stay still any longer. I kick the water bottle and watch it hit the bottom metal frame of the bed. It must jostle the mattress because just as I curl my hands into fists, pivoting to turn toward the door, Eli—hands still on Luna’s ass—sits up, pulling her into his lap as he does.
I stop breathing.
He tilts his head as Luna rocks her hips, her hands trailing down his arms, then back up, her lips on his neck, her lower back visible beneath the gap in her jeans.
She widens her knees, drawing them closer together, and Eli skims one hand up over the waistband of her pants, fingertips grazing the indention of her spine along her back. She sighs, licking a line up his neck, toward his jaw.
Eli’s eyes are locked on mine.
He splays his fingers over her back, his lips parted as he lifts his chin, giving Luna access to his throat, her hands coming around his back, no doubt slipping under the hem of his shirt.
My heart races too fast. My mind spins, hot anger bubbling beneath my skin. I take a deep breath. I glance toward the door. I know I should walk out and slam it.
I should just leave.
But…
“Come here.”He mouths the words over Luna’s shoulder, running his tongue over his top lip as he watches me.
As Luna starts riding him faster, little breathless whimpers leaving her lips.
“You’ve been summoned,” Dom says, and there’s something dark and lustful in his words.
They are all fucked up.
I don’t think after that. I give in to what I want.
I cross the room, my boots clunking against the hardwoods. I don’t know what I’m going to do until my thighs hit the edge of the bed. I’m reaching past Luna, grabbing Eli’s choker at the same time she sucks in a breath, turning to face me, her hands coming to his shoulder to steady herself.
He’s still touching her, his breaths rising and falling fast, but when I curl my fingers under the leather band, yanking his face toward me, I know I have all of his attention.
I lean in close to him, my pulse jackrabbiting.
My arm nudges Luna’s and I hide my grimace as I stare into the dark green of Eli’s irises.
“Fuck.”I twist the choker, letting it bite into his skin.“You.”
He makes a low noise at the back of his throat, something like a groan, but I don’t stay to figure out what it means. I release him, stepping back and spinning around, walking toward the door.
Dom calls my name at my back.
I ignore him, slamming the door closed behind me as I head into the darkness of the party.
13
Eli
She’s gother phone pressed to her ear when I find her by the door, one finger plugging her other ear so she can hear, her back to the party. I see a guy from the swim team come up behind her, a red cup in his hand. He peers around her, and although he’s facing away from me so I can’t be sure, I’m positive there’s a stupid, drunken smile on his face.
I keep my own smile on as I thread my way through the mass of bodies in the living room.
