Unlike another Hyde, he doesn't care to correct her, because he doesn't care what he's called. It doesn't need to be any kind of distinction from his other half. As far as he's concerned that's still him. Hyde's just a convenient term when they do need to be distinguished. But it is still distinctly Hyde's low growl that answers her, "Christ, Bella-" he's been wantingher in vain for so long it's too good to be true. He'd have settled for getting stepped on while eating her pussy t b h

Instead his enthusiasm means pushing her into the table, without nearly so much care as a moment ago when he didn't want her to hit her head. But at least he's so rough with his kisses too that it isn't about to go anywhere either. "Ah, shit--" that bunched up skirt is in his way though, blocking him from feeling her up!! So, not thinking for a moment of any consequences, he rips the waistband. Much better.