Quinn threw Zayd’s arm off of her as soon as she felt his hard-on against her thigh, rolling off the bed. His eyes chased her as she walked towards the bathroom, and then he sat up, shuffling off the bed too.

His steps mirrored hers, but before he could step foot into the bathroom, the door slammed shut in his face and then clicked locked. He laughed, flatting his palms against the door. “Come on, Quinn…do you have to be stubborn on the day after our mating ...