Sylvia:
Silas was now kneeling next to me, his arms and torso looming over me, his muscles tight as he watched my face. I reached out for him, needing his touch too. A smirk turned his mouth and his eyes immediately shined the bright blue of his wolf. He took my hand and pushed it down above my head, his other hand gripping my throat tightly, so tightly my breath came in small waves and I closed my eyes at the pain. It was a pleasurable pain, and as his mouth slammed into mine he knew it.
