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Harlee POV
"Zeev!" I exclaimed and jumped up, stumbling towards him quickly. He caught me as I reached him.
"Lady Harlee-you're still injured, yet run to me like this." Zeev scolded. I gripped him tightly and after a second or two, his body relaxed slightly and he hugged me gently back.
"Zeev." Josh greeted from behind me. I looked up to see Zeev nod in return.
"Thank you for your help." Zeev told him "Especially with my Mistress." Zeev's hand cradled the back of my head.
"No prob. My dad's a jerk." Josh blew out a breath. "Just.. be careful ok? I don't know what he'll do next. He was.. too quiet.. and now that he knows he'll never get access to your power.."
"Zeev.." I said softly. "Can we go home? Or to the Hotel I mean?" Zeev looked down at me and saw me trembling slightly. He scooped me up in his arms, cradling me against his chest.
"If you'll excuse us." Zeev said to Josh, carrying me bridal style, he stepped us into the Hotel bedroom and laid me on the bed. "I'll draw you a bath." He told me quietly, turning.
"Zeev, wait. First: How are you? Are you still hungry? Won't you let me in? Zeev, please.. I know you're hurting.. let me help.." I reached for him and he turned and ruffled my hair.
"I'll be back in a moment." He replied and walked stiffly towards the bathroom, slipping out of his coat. I struggled to my feet as I heard the water start running. Screw this. Tottering into the bathroom, I walked up behind Zeev and grabbed him in a hug. I noticed he had rolled up his white shirt sleeves, baring his forearms. The skin glistened with water and healing wounds.
"Please, don't make me order you to open up to me." I murmured. He flinched and then I felt his body sag slightly. He turned to look at me and his expression was full of raw pain.
"I don't want you to either, but I need some time to process." He replied. "Now, let's get you out of these filthy clothes." And with that he began tugging my bloodied clothes off my body. He ran his hands over the fresh scars and I twitched. Zeev laid his forehead against my torso, while kneeling in front of me.
"I'm so sorry Harlee." He whispered. I could hear the tears in his voice before I lifted his face to look at me. I kissed him gently.
"It's not your fault." I told him sternly, and with that the tears fell from his eyes. I dropped down in front of him and grabbed him in my arms. I just wanted to fix him if I could, mend his broken heart. Zeev stood with me in his arms and lowered me into the bath. Then he stripped down and got in behind me. I leaned back into his chest. He rubbed my shoulders lightly and ran his hands down my arms.
"Zeev-did you get enough to eat?" I asked again. He didn't answer. "Zeev.."
"I'm still hungry, Miss." He finally replied as he ran his hands down my torso.
"I'm afraid I don't have the strength to do much-but." I sloshed my way around to face him. "Use me. Draw what you can from me. If you won't let me comfort you, at least let me do this for you." Zeev's eyes sparked, but then settled.
"Harlee.. You were just injured pretty badly." Zeev replied.
"So were you-and I had your healing abilities at the time." I scolded. "Don't make me order you!" Zeev growled lightly and grabbed one of my legs, rubbing it softly to remove the dirt and blood. I squeaked. As his fingers moved upwards, I found myself subconsciously parting my thighs. Zeev dropped my leg and moved on to the other.
"Turn around and I'll do your hair." Zeev said quietly. I grumbled, but did what he said, and he scrubbed my hair gently.
Zeev POV
Harlee had no idea how hard it was for me to resist her when she was willingly throwing herself at me like this. Especially with as hungry as I was. When she moved and her thighs separated, I had to drop her leg because I felt my own arousal beginning to show. I forced myself to quickly finish her other leg and had her turn away so she wouldn't see. Even her soft moans as I scrubbed her hair were torture and when I finished rinsing the shampoo and conditioner from her hair, I held her to me, trying to steady myself.
"I can feel it you know." Harlee spoke suddenly. "It's not exactly subtle-especially not with you." I growled in reply. Harlee turned slightly, she kissed the side of my neck and wrapped her fingers in my hair. "I'm offering to help you Zeev." She ran her fingers across the Mark on the other side of my neck. "Why won't you let me help you?" The electrical spark that ran through me was almost enough to make me take her right then and there.
"Harlee, you're injured." I repeated.
"Was-mostly healed." She corrected, tracing my lips with her fingers.
"And you already said you weren't strong enough to do much.."
"So you can do it for me." She replied and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
"I don't think I can restrain myself in my current state. I might be too rough. I'm so hungry Harlee. They tortured me, they drained me. I'm so hungry. What if I hurt you?" I snarled.
"I like it rough." She answered and with that one of her hands went below the water surface to grab at my arousal and I clenched my teeth.
"Harlee." I warned, but she shifted her position, turning shyly to face me.
"The moment you started to touch me, I was certain I wanted this. You may have to be my strength today Zeev." She said softly, then gently began to join our two bodies.
Harlee POV
I had scarcely started to slip my body onto Zeev's lap when he snarled suddenly and clutched my hips to him. I cried out as the water splashed around us, then giggled as it sloshed back down on us. Zeev, however, was nearly lost to lust. He pinned me against the side of the tub, moving up onto his knees and grinding against me as hard as he could. I brought my legs up around his hips and let him bear my weight. I couldn't stifle the noise coming from me, which only seemed to drive him into further madness.
"Harlee." He growled against my neck desperately. "I thought I was going to lose you." His body collided with mine roughly and he bit the place where my neck and shoulder met. I squealed and dug my fingers into his hair and back. Zeev roughly pulled my legs up higher and I yelped. I was pinned between him and the bathtub wall.
"I won't drop you." He promised in a rough voice. "But this is not going to be nearly enough for me." I felt him shudder and knew he had climaxed, but he did not stop. I gripped his shoulders even tighter as his pace became even more fevered. I threw my head back and felt my back arch as the pressure began to build in my own abdomen. Zeev snarled and pressed his mouth to mine urgently, biting my lower lip so hard I felt a bead of blood appear. He licked it away with his rough tongue, and I felt the wave of pain and pleasure combine as my own body clenched up for release. Zeev growled approvingly, then dropped my legs around his waist again.
"Hold on, we're taking this to the bedroom." He growled, standing.
"Wait-what? Uhh..." I felt my lower abdomen clench again as Zeev stepped out of the tub while our bodies were still joined. He had a grip on my thighs and the movement jolted me into a climax that took Zeev along with it. He panted, leaning his forehead against mine. "Damnit Harlee." He let out a shaky breath. He scooped me up bridal style and carried me to the bedroom, tossing me lightly on the bed.
"Now it's time for me to really feast." He snarled and I gulped slightly as he licked his lips.