Evelyn's p.o.v.
Eren pulled his head away from my cunt and stood straight. He gave Silas an annoyed look, “Yes?” He challenged while Drakon slowly retracted his lips from my n****e, much to my dismay. He covered my boobs, and never once looked at Silas; he just kept his eyes locked on me.
“A word, now,” Silas hissed at them, walking out of the kitchen. I zoned my eyes on something strained against his thigh in his pants. Did we make Silas hard?! Ump, no it's impossible. He looks more furious than turned on anyway.
Eren rolled his eyes, softly squeezing my knee before following Silas out. I locked eyes with Drakon, and he didn’t seem like he had a care in the world. I bit my lip; if I felt guilty before, I really did now. “Are we in trouble?” I whispered.
Drakon smirked, grabbing me
