He groaned, and I could feel his groin. He must be battling his inner demons now. He was acting as if he wanted to push me, but his hands and lips were completely attached to me. He let out a moan and mouthed my name breathlessly, “Kamilah.” 

I rested my hands on his shoulders, grabbing his soft hair and calling back. “Magnus.”

Hearing me call his name seemed to excite his member even more. I could feel it throbbing. His eyes looked at me with a heavy expression, he looked intoxicated, pale, and cold. 

I bit my lip, staring at him, “Magnus, F*ck me.”

He paused, taken aback at what...