Varney
"Uh… I'm not… Can you please let me go? I'll like to leave, pleas—"
He suddenly kneaded my ass and waist, making me gasp in shock and disbelief while the felt fear thickened within me, quickly accompanied by disgust, cause what happened to asking for permission to touch someone first?
And does this guy think I'm gay? Cause I'm not. Isn't that obvious?!
But even if I was, he's not supposed to just touch me like this without permission.
"Let go of him, Ruger. He's with me." A familiar voice called from behind me and I almost sobbed at the sight of the leader, back from wherever he disappeared into.
Relief flooded my veins at once which is quite ironic since he was the one who literally put me in this situation.
"Why? I already set my eyes on him tonight." The snake shifter growled, making no move to release me.
