Silas leans against the counter watching me. I keep my back to him, not liking the way his eyes are roaming over my body, I can literally feel the intensity of his gaze boring into my flesh.
“Can you turn around or hop out?” I ask, starting to become creeped out.
“Why? You’re mine, I will look if I want to” he says.
“I’m not yours” I mutter so low, not expecting him to hear. Silas growls low. It vibrates off the tiled walls.
“Why do you deny it? You know there is no way out of being our mate. So why not just behave and make things easier for yourself? It doesn’t have to always be backwards and forwards with us.”
“Probably because I am not a piece of property to be owned, Silas.”
I switch the shower off, and Silas passes me a towel. I quickly wrap it around myself before stepping out. Silas moves off the sink basin, standing in front of me. His breathing hard as he stares down at me. He reaches his hand up and I step away from him, his eyes flashing with anger before he drops his hand and walks out of the bathroom. I follow him out, stopping when I see Matitus and Dragus lying in bed. I walk into the walk-in, ignoring their watchful eyes before grabbing a shirt and underwear and quickly pulling them on before walking out.
I go to walk out and back to my room when Silas’s voice makes me freeze. “You’re staying with us” he says, stripping off his shirt and pants. Looking to the door, I think of my chances of actually escaping. This time Matitus speaking.
“I wouldn’t, he will drag you back,” he says, making me look at him. Giving up, I go to hop on the couch when Silas growls. “In the bed Elora '' I shake my head, looking over at the bed Matitus moves over patting the bed beside him.
“No, you don’t even wear pants,” I tell him when I realised Silas would be next to me. Silas walks into the cupboard before coming out with a pair of briefs on. “There better? now what is your next excuse?” I roll my eyes before climbing on the bed. Matitus instantly rips me to his side and wraps an arm over my waist. Silas climbs on the bed, the bed dipping slightly under his weight before he pulls the blanket over us.
I turn away from him, facing Matitus who has a huge grin on his face.
“Can you not smile like that, you look like you're about to take a bite of me,” I tell him before bringing my hand up and closing his eyes with my fingers, making him chuckle. Matitus snuggles in closer, pressing his face into my neck and inhaling deeply. His hand snaked underneath my shirt, brushing my skin softly. I shiver when I feel sparks wherever he touches, making me gasp. Silas moving closer to me chuckles before I feel his hand go to my hip.
“Go to sleep, Lora” Silas says, and I feel his nose in my hair.
“I would if you two would stop being so handsy,” I tell them hoping they would move but they don’t. Eventually succumbing to sleep, I drift off, only to have my dreams invaded.
Silas POV
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