“Hahhh…” Another broken cry tore from her throat as her body shook again, completely undone.
Only then did he release her legs.
Her body sagged backward against the mirror in weak relief, breathless and trembling. But when she looked at him, she saw it clearly—he wasn’t finished. The dark hunger in his eyes told her he wanted more.
She had barely caught her breath when he gripped her hips and pulled her down toward him. His arousal was obvious, rigid and waiting.
His hand slid between them, guiding himself, aligning slowly. He pressed forward, entering her inch by inch.
Sophia gasped, her body trembling at the stretch, at the intensity of him.
Then, without warning, he drove into her fully, hard and deep, making her cry out as the impact sent another wave of sensation crashing through her.
But he was already moving again, driving into her with steady, forceful rhythm. He pulled back only to push forward again, setting a fast, rough pace.
Sophia trembled in his arms, and he felt every reaction. His lips brushed her skin briefly before he focused entirely on his movements, thrusting forward and pulling back in powerful strokes.
Her body fell against him, her hands still bound behind her back as she leaned forward to press her face into his neck. He held her firmly, keeping her secure as he moved in and out of her with rough, urgent intensity.
“Mhmm… hahhh… ahhh…” Her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, clinging to him as sensation built rapidly inside her.
She was already trembling at the edge. The heat burning through her made it impossible to control herself. Within moments, the pleasure overwhelmed her, crashing through her body. She shivered violently, unable to hold back.
“Fuck…!” Magnus felt her reaction and it only drove him harder. The way she trembled and cried out his name made his desire intensify even more. Every sound she made pushed him further, made him move deeper, stronger.
She tried to steady herself, to quiet her voice, but he made it impossible.
“AHH!” Her cries echoed through the empty house, raw and uncontrolled.
Magnus was still unsatisfied.
He pulled her down until her feet touched the ground, then gripped her hips and turned her around roughly. Her hands were still tied behind her back with the belt.
Sophia lifted her head and saw their reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed deep red, lips swollen, chest rising and falling quickly. Behind her, Magnus stared at her shamelessly, his eyes dark and hungry. Her chest pressed against the cold marble counter, the chill contrasting sharply with the heat burning through her body.
He studied every inch of her in the mirror, clearly pleased by the sight.
Then his hand came down hard against her hip.
“Ah!” Sophia cried out, her body jolting forward, but he only tightened his grip and thrust into her again. The force of it stole her breath. He used her cries as encouragement, moving with stronger, more relentless strokes. His movements became deeper, more powerful, his low groans echoing in the empty room.
The tension between them built rapidly until it snapped.
“M-Magnus…” Her entire body trembled, shaking with need, but he gave her no mercy. His low groans filled the empty room, mingling with her cries, until the moment both of them came together.
Their bodies quaked, her juices spilling down her thighs, her breaths ragged and shallow. Magnus, however, showed no signs of slowing, his control unwavering as he held her close.
“Hahhhhh!” Their voices filled the bathroom at the same moment, breathless and uncontrolled. He held her tightly as the wave passed through both of them, their bodies shaking together.
Sophia’s legs felt weak beneath her. She was breathing hard, trembling, yet the fire inside her hadn’t completely faded. Even after release, Sophia’s body was still on fire, aching and burning with desire. Her muscles trembled, yet the need for more lingered in her gaze.
As if he could read it in her eyes, Magnus slid one hand up from behind and gripped her jaw, lifting her face slightly so she had to look at him through the mirror. He lowered his head near her shoulder and growled softly,
“You want more?”
Sophia’s body trembled again, but no words came out.
His expression darkened with impatience. He bit down lightly on her shoulder while his other hand struck her hip once more, watching the mark bloom against her flushed skin.
