But how could Natalie Vaughn escape? No matter how she tried, she couldn't get away from Zane Thorne's grasp.
He lowered his head and kissed her directly.
Both of them were headstrong, and even a kiss turned into a fierce battle. Blood trickled down the corner of their mouths, Zane's eyes were flushed as he kissed the corner of Natalie's lips.
Then he kissed along the trace of blood, bit by bit.
Zane's kissing skills weren't particularly advanced, but he kissed with such force that one was forced to succumb to his rhythm. No matter how many times it happened, Natalie would always get lost in Zane's kisses.
The arguments, the fights, and the quarrels they'd had earlier were all forgotten.
When Zane pushed her down, there was a brief moment of clarity for Natalie. She wanted to resist, but Zane bit her shoulder, and she surrendered once more.
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