Bella Green raised her hand to hug him, tilting her head back, enduring the pain, and responding to his kiss.
Gentle, accommodating, enduring, responding...
Perhaps this submission soothed the nearly out-of-control Mason Bennett.
His movements gradually slowed down, his tongue licking the place he had bitten.
The taste of blood on his taste buds made his body suddenly stiffen, then he quickly pulled away.
Seeing the girl's swollen, tender lips and the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, Mason Bennett's pupils contracted sharply.
Frightened, flustered, bewildered...
What had he just done?
He actually hurt her like this...
The girl suddenly smiled, moving her wound, and the blood at the corner of her mouth grew thicker.
She smiled gently, warmly like the sun that could light up his life, slowly, gently, wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning into his embrace.
Mason's body was tightly tense, somewhat afraid, somewhat flustered.
Not knowing how to react.
