"Y-you... Mmm... Stop" Sylvia moaned when his lips moved down to her neck and then her chest and continued to trail down not listening to her weak protests. His hands started to move roughly, grabbing and pulling at her cloths.
"Jace?" She called softly and heard the sound of her cloth being ripped. She instantly came back to her senses realizing that something was off. She struggled to get away from his grasps but he was too strong, she could do nothing as she watched him crash his lips on hers roughly, his eyes had this golden coloured light dancing in them making her wonder what was wrong with him. He didn't seem to be himself anymore. His eyes looked as if it wasn't even seeing her and the animalistic growl that came from him made her scared.
W-what is happening to him?
Could it
