The entire room turned upside down for a minute as Atlas practically without effort flipped Minerva around, making her lie on her stomach on the bed. Her arms and legs flailed out and she tried to scramble up, but his hands were around her waist and pulled her towards him.
Minerva was pulled up onto her hands and knees, her arse raised up into the air and she swore at Atlas in protest. But she knew he wouldn't hurt her.
On hands and knees, yeah? Why wasn't she surprised. Had to show his dominance. Well, that was fine with her - little did he know, it was her favourite position.
She still tried to twist and wriggle under his hands, and she yelped and turned her head when he smacked her arse. Nevermind it made her wetter and more horny.
"Fucking animalistic bastard," Minerva snarled, flipping her hair and then she was pushed forward with the force of him entering her. She cried out, but from pleasure and her hands clenched into the fabric of the bedsheets under her.