His grip tightened on her waist, holding her in place as his fingers moved faster, harder, refusing to give her escape. Her body twisted under him, caught between pleasure and helplessness.
“Magnus… please… I’m so close…” she sobbed, her voice breaking.
And that was all it took.
Her body shattered again, another wave crashing through her, stronger, deeper. She cried out, completely undone.
Still, he didn’t stop.
He worked her through it, every shudder, every tremor, until she had nothing left to give.
Only then did he move.
He slid up her body, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
Sophia clung to him instantly, her arms locking around his neck, pulling him closer as if she couldn’t bear even an inch of distance. His hands moved over her body, claiming her again and again.
He pulled back slightly, just enough to look at her—flushed, trembling, completely his.
His eyes darkened.
Leaning close, his breath brushed her ear as he whispered, “Sophia… say my name.”
She drew in a shaky breath, her voice soft, filled with emotion.
“Magnus.”
A slow smile curved his lips.
His hand slid down her stomach, warm and possessive, while the other settled at her hip.
“I love the way you say my name,” he murmured, his voice rough, thick with desire. His eyes burned as he leaned closer. “Do you want me inside you?”
Sophia turned her head, meeting his dark, intense gaze. Her body trembled beneath him.
“Yes… please.”
Something in his expression darkened.
His hands slid along her back, slowly, almost soothingly, tracing her sides as if he wanted to savor the moment.
But it didn’t last.
Without warning, he moved.
In one hard thrust, he pushed into her.
Sophia gasped, her body jolting at the sudden fullness. A sharp cry broke from her lips.
“Ah—!”
Magnus’s breath turned ragged instantly, control slipping as desire took over. He began to move—fast, hard—driving into her with deep, relentless thrusts. His body pressed her down beneath him, his strength overwhelming, while his lips brushed her ear, licking softly in contrast to the force of his movements.
“Hah…” Sophia whimpered, her arms tightening around him.
Still, it wasn’t enough.
With a low breath, Magnus pulled out, his grip tightening on her hips as he flipped her over effortlessly. In the next second, he was inside her again from behind, thrusting deeper, faster.
