TEMPT ME, MASTER
Every time he moved, the stone walls seemed to shake.
They reached a small, hidden room in the middle of the wall. It had a low ceiling and a floor covered in thick, black furs. There were no windows. Only one candle burned in the corner. The room was very hot. Silas stood up, and his head hit the ceiling. He was a giant of muscle and heat. He looked at Elara, and his gold eyes were glowing with a dark hunger.
"The secret passage is tight," Silas rumbled. His voice was so deep it made Elara’s skin tingle. "It reminds me of how you feel, Elara. Tight and warm."