Jace did not like that she ignored his whispered plea. He did not like how she continued to play with him, manipulating him and making him get hard. He did not enjoy the touch, not with so much pain running through his body, but he must if his body was reacting how it was. A soft growl escaped his throat as she began to sniff at his neck. He growled louder as she bit him. Pain from the new wound raced through him. He had to get free from her or he knew, he knew, she would end up killing him. How did he get into this mess?
"Let me touch you," Jace tried again, not believing this would work.