Please Note: This chapter contains Mature Content including some non-consensual violence
Harlee POV
I could help but moan as Zeev moved with me. He had me pinned down on the couch, my legs wrapped around his waist, mouth eagerly exploring mine. I arched against him and then noticed the glow.
"Zeev wait-we didn't discuss this! There's so much going on right now!" I squirmed, trying to escape him, and Zeev slammed my shoulders against the couch, grabbing my wrists in one hand and holding them above my head, holding me down with the other.
"Zeev!" I yelled as the glow intensified, and then began to build between us. I was forced to squeeze my eyes shut and turn my head.
"You told me to stake my claim." Zeev snarled. "Consider me doing just that." His voice had lost all reason.
