Nevie
I looked over at Omen and he gave me a smile that told me I was in danger. The best kind of danger. Letting out a growl, he dove towards me, and I scrambled away from him.
“You’re so f*****g hot when you’re pissed.” He caught me, spinning me against the wall to pin my hands down as he loomed above me. “I finally get to have you all to myself, cutie.”
He pressed his lips to mine, his tongue snaking out to thrust into my mouth. I brought my leg up, hooking it around his hip to grind my p***y against his rapidly growing d**k. I needed him just as much as I needed Derrick and Talon.
It may have been that he had turned me, but a part of me felt that it was more than that. I wanted him that first night that he had walked me home. That want hadn’t lessened when I’d found out what he was
