Harley's face was now redder than ever when he spoke. She moaned as he started to thrust into her harder, and her moans only increased as he bit her, knowing he left a mark there from the way he had done it. She bucked, moved, moaned with each and every thrust he made into her, kissing him deeply and holding on to him, her nails digging into his skin slightly as he kept on with her, the feeling of his cock throbbing inside of her causing her to tighten more. She was convinced that she'd fight for the rest of her life to have him, if that's what it took. She wasn't going to give up and just let Mira have him, not when she loved him this much and needed him this much.