Lilith pov

“Five minutes,” he echoed, voice rough. “Grind on me for five minutes. Let’s see if I can resist… or if I’ll lose control and take you.”

A breathless gasp escaped me at his words, shivers racing down my spine as I tried to process what he had just said.

Grind on him… for five minutes?

Like this? On just his hardness? But why?

I stared at Silas with wide eyes, our faces only inches apart, our breaths mingling. My hands rested on his shoulders as he held me firmly, keeping me close. And as though he already knew the question that I wanted to ask, he spoke again,...