ZAYNE'S POV
She didn't beg. No matter how hard I bit her, she just stood there whimpering and never begged for a second.
I raised my head and stared into her eyes. Her eyes were shut tight and my eyes followed the trail of tears flowing down her face.
My brows furrowed in frustration. Those f*****g tears…my fingers itched to wipe them, my fingers were almost touching her face when I caught myself.
“Look at me.” I growled in anger. She shook her head.
“No.” She said stubbornly. I kissed her again, more out of frustration. Nobody has ever made me this frustrated so much in a day.
I bit down on her lips until I tasted blood, she fought me back and bit me back even harder.
I cussed as I pulled away.
“You're enjoying this, aren't you?” I mocked as my eyes suddenly fell on her chest.
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