Waking up next to him felt like waking inside a spell I hadn’t meant to fall under.
I’d spent years waking beside a man I barely recognized
just skin and obligation.
But this… this was different.
He was fire and gravity.
A storm curled beneath my ribs.

From the moment my eyes met his that morning,
I knew the second day would break me in ways the first never dared.

It was all a blur, a fever dream.
Tension, sharp words, tempers flaring in silence.
We didn’t understand what we were walking into
but our bodies did.

That day, we didn’t just make love.
We unmade each other.
Every kiss felt like a threat and a promise.
Every touch, a battle between control and surrender.
And I lost; beautifully, completely.

He took me.

Not like the world teaches us to be taken.
But like I asked for it without speaking.
Like my body was made to answer only to him.

He pushed me open with his hands and his hunger.
He controlled the rhythm, the pressure, the pace.
The squeeze of his hand around my throat,
the sting of his palm across my cheek
he loved it. I loved it.

Every time he struck me, there was a hunger in his eyes
not rage, not cruelty, but something feral.
Something ancient.
His blue eyes darkened into something unfamiliar
not the man I met, but the man who knew what it meant to ruin me.
And the more he took, the more I gave.
The more he consumed me, the more I craved it.

He spit in my mouth over and over, and I swallowed it like water, like worship.
I didn’t flinch. I didn’t resist.
I welcomed it; because in that moment, I was his.
And nothing had ever felt more right.

Every thrust came with power, like he needed me to feel
just how strong he was,
just how much control he had,
and how much of it I would surrender willingly.

That day, he didn’t just fuck me.
He claimed me.
Body, mind, and every broken corner of my soul.

And I gave it to him.
All of it.
Not because I had to.
But because no one had ever touched me like they meant it.

He didn’t just want to make me feel good.
He wanted to undo me.
To see what I’d become when there were no walls left to climb.

And I let him.

That was the day I fell deeper.
That was the day I broke wide open.
That was the day he ruined me completely
and I loved every second of it.