Arabella felt breathless. The kiss turned wet when his tongue sneaked in, licking the roof of her mouth that made her stomach burn hotter while her toes curls. Her back pressed towards the frame of the bed, pressed tight while she could only feel the taste of his mouth. For the first time, she finally understood how good being caressed inside her tongue was, everything felt utterly unbearable.
Feeling impatient, her own lips had moved forward to kiss him, gently pecking his upper lips before biting Cassius's delicious lower lips that almost felt like ripe berries to her teeth. She couldn't help but lick his sharp fangs, feeling her own tongue slightly cut for blood to draw out yet despite that, the pain didn't feel painful, instead the heat inside her only burn even brighter, as if wood had been pushed to a burning fireplace, lighting the flame even sharper than before.
