“Mmh…”
The sound broke from her without control.
But he didn’t stop. He didn’t give her even a second to recover. His tongue flicked over her again and again, before sliding lower—moving between her, tasting her everywhere.
Her hands clenched against the couch, gripping tightly just to keep herself from collapsing completely. Her entire body shook under him, every nerve pulled tight as he continued without mercy.
And then, her voice broke.
“Ahhh…!”
Her body gave in completely, the tension snapping as the wave crashed through her.
Her hips jerked as she tried to pull away from the overwhelming sensation, but he didn’t let her.
His hands tightened, holding her firmly in place.
And he didn’t stop.
The moment she shifted, his mouth found her again, licking hungrily, drawing out every last tremor of pleasure. He devoured her like a starving man, insatiable, completely lost in the taste of her.
His body burned with need, his hardness straining, demanding release—but still, he stayed there, savoring her as if nothing else mattered.
His tongue teased along her folds, slow at first, then deeper. His teeth grazed her sensitive nub before he took it into his mouth, sucking gently, pulling a broken cry from her lips.
“Magnus—!” Sophia sobbed, her nails digging into his neck as she tried to draw him closer.
He didn’t slow.
If anything, he grew more relentless.
His tongue slid deeper, stroking her, pushing into her soft heat, flicking with precise, practiced movements that made her body jolt.
“Ahhh… Magnus!” she cried out, her body trembling beneath him.
He consumed her completely, licking, tasting, taking everything she gave him. The scent, the heat, the way she reacted, it drove him further, deeper into his hunger.
Her body began to tighten, her release building fast—
And Magnus felt it.
Instead of easing, he pushed harder.
Faster.
His tongue moved with ruthless intensity, his eyes fixed on her as she came undone beneath him.
“Magnus!” Her scream tore through the air as pleasure crashed over her, her body clenching, trembling, breaking apart.
His fingers joined in, finding her again, rubbing her in a fast, steady rhythm that stole the breath from her lungs. At the same time, he pushed two fingers inside her, stretching her slowly.
“God—ahhh—!” she cried, her body writhing, her hands shooting down to grab his, completely overwhelmed.
“Magnus…” she pleaded, tears slipping down her flushed cheeks as her body shook.
But he wasn’t done.
“Not yet,” he murmured darkly.
