Chapter 040 - Submission

My teeth bite into him. But suddenly, I pull away. His usual lavender scent is mixed in with something else. Something that is too sweet, too bitter, too ugly. My instinct is screaming that I should not mark him. That there is something rotten in him.

I wipe my mouth as he lifts himself. “What’s wrong?” he asks. “Is it done?”

I glance at his neck. I have not even started yet. “Your smell…” I whisper, “It’s preventing me to mark you.”

“Then, I will wash first.”

He gets up from the bed. He’s about to enter the bathroom when he returns and lifts me off his bed.

“How about we wash each other? It’s been a while since you washed me.”

I did not respond. He places me in the tub and fills it with lukewarm water. Then he retrieves the brush and soap and sits behind me.

Without asking for permission, he brushes my back. Each of his touches warms my body, and I know it has nothing to do with the temperature of the water.

“Do you know ‌you smell sweet to me?” he asks.

I just nod. His smel