Silas gets up, placing me on my feet. I shudder from the loss of contact before he pushes me under the water letting me go. “Stay there, while I make them go somewhere.” He goes to walk out when I grab his hand needing contact, any contact my entire body craving their touch to the point everything was irritating my skin except them, like they were an antidote to my problem, every part of me calling to them and them me. All rational thought went out the window, and I utterly understood what they meant about mating heat, making you do things you know you normally wouldn’t.
“Elora, I take you in there I can’t promise they won’t hurt you,” he says, pushing me under the water again. Silas walks out and I hear banging around and loud growling, their scent wafting into the room making me feel ra
