Aysel's POV I blinked up at him, dazed and breathless. His mouth was on mine before I could answer. He kissed me harder this time. No hesitation. Just heat. My toes curled beneath the silk sheets. My thighs pressed together. I felt like I was unraveling under him, like I was both burning and flying at once. And I didn't want it to stop. I needed him to kiss me. To take away everything. Magnus's grip tightened around my wrists. His mouth moved across my cheek, down to my neck, then lower-his breath hot against my collarbone. He bit lightly, sending a jolt through my whole body. I gasped. I didn't recognize the sounds coming out of my mouth. They were soft, aching-need tangled in every breath. "Magnus," I whispered, "I-" He pulled back just enough to look at me, his dark eyes burning through me. My entire face went red. "I-I don't know how-!" His smirk deepened. "Learn." "I need, like... a manual. Or a video. Or-" "Aysel." He said my name again, this time like a promise. Or a threat. "Touch my d**k." And I did. It was hard to the touch, like a rock. My eyes widened in shock, my cheeks flushed. He groaned when he felt my hands on his cock. "Stroke it." His voice shook with something akin to uncontrollable need. I did as ordered, shy and scared. I was pinned beneath him, so I couldn't even see it, but I loved what I felt, the way his breathing dragged above me. It grew even bigger and harder as I stroked until he couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck, Aysel. I need you." He cursed under his breath. "Relax. " He spread my legs wide apart and with our eyes locked on each other, he grabbed me by my throat then poked my entrance. I couldn't take the intense eye contact, so I looked away. He grinned when my face twitched with need. Lust was written all over my face. I knew I needed him inside me when I felt his pre cum all over my clit as he used his dick to unravel my folds in the most torturous way. "Magnus..." I moaned and bit my lips, my eyes weakening. I just wanted to close them and let him pound me. "Yes, Aysel. Tell me what you want, what you want me to do to you." He demanded, voice thick with emotion. I was so shy, but he was teasing me so much, I had to get what I wanted before I lost control. "I want you to fuck me, Magnus." I was so horny, I didn't even know I could say such words but he just evoked something in me. "Good girl." He spanked my pussy and I yelped, dripping arousal even more. In one hard thrust, Magnus was inside me and my scream shook the walls. He filled me completely, I couldn't even move. I couldn't dare move for fear that if I did, I would tear my flesh due to how filled up I was. At least I wasn't the only one dying to be taken. He was dying to take me too. "You feel like a dream,Aysel." He rumbled above me, and then proceeded to pull out then sink inside me again, slowly, until we threw slowly and steady out the window. I whimpered as he mercilessly took me straight to hell. My legs shook as I held on to the sheets for dear life, and I couldn't even close my eyes. I didn't want to. Watching him fuck me, looking at me like that, like he wanted to do more than just a silly fuck, completely melted me. I was utterly finished. There was no going back from this. He fucked me so good my eyes rolled hard in their sockets and my heart shook, ready to leap out because it was too intense, rough and mean, like he actually wanted to rip me apart. "Oh shit, you're so fucking hot, I'm gonna cum!" He sounded embarrassed but I came first, immediately he yelled. I combusted around him and while I was still riding through my orgasm, I felt his hot cum hit the deepest pits of me, warm and amazing. I had never felt so fulfilled and satisfied. He rolled off me and pulled me to him, then pressed a wet, nasty, toe curling kiss on my lips. "Finally, a fulfilled fantasy." He said breathlessly, thinking I didn't hear. Damn.