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Chapter 52

"Come on, Kitten," Yoongi growled, his hand around her upper arm. "First, we have to get you cleaned up, and then I'm going to spend the rest of the day punishing you for lying to me."

Bea giggled, "But did I ever lie?" She giggled, "you said you wanted to put a baby in me, I said yes sir. You never specially asked if I was already pregnant. That seems like an oversight on your part."

Yoongi sighed; technically, she was correct, but the laugh stopped him from stringing her up and spanking every inch of her ass until she was bright red and begging for his cock. "Do you want my baby," he asked as he threw her in the shower to wash the blood off of her.

She started removing her clothes with a grin. "Of course I do, but I'm two months along with Daddy's and..." she walked towards him, pulling on his shirt to drag him under the water with her. " You already have two, and Daddy only has one, so really, how is that fair?"

"Don't care," he growled before he crashed his lips into hers, swallowing her moans. "You are going to have mine again; maybe I'll get twins again."

Bea was curious how he thought he was going to pull this off, but she never would have guessed that it was with fertility drugs. "Why do you even have that?" She gasped out when he tossed the needle in the trash.

He shrugged, "been planning this for a while now, Kitten." He tied her hands above her head and attached them to the headboard as he crawled between her legs, "can't wait to have more babies with you," he sighed as he slid inside her.

"Careful, your breeding kink is showing," she mused, her head thrown back and her eyes closed.

Yoongi scoffed, "If I had a breeding kink, I would be happy that you were already pregnant."

She rolled her eyes, "it's your kink, you want to be the one breeding me, not them." He paused his movements. Does he have a breeding kink? Surely not, she snapped her fingers in front of his face, "focus Sir," she grumbled. "Can't believe you are balls deep inside me and having an existential crisis. Like God damn," she mumbled with her eyes closed.

Indeed, don't let her win; she wins way too many of their battle of will. His hips started snapping, their skin clapping against each other, breaths coming out in pants and moans. "Is this enough focus for you, kitten?"

Her hands pulled on the restraints, trying to reach Yoongi, but he was well-versed in keeping her secure. "Ugh, part of me wants to get out of these just to prove I can, but the other part likes it when you tie me up."

Yoongi chuckled, "Oh yeah, and how would you get out? Because kitten, while the others might not have realized your love of using mattresses to store your weapons, I have, and I've removed everything from here."

She whimpered as he ground down on her, rubbing her clit most deliciously. "Tae and Jimin figured it out earlier."

"Aww, poor kitten having to show her hand, I bet you hated that, didn't you? They also know about the tracking rings, I'm assuming, as well?"

Her head popped up, "you knew about those?"

He chuckled, "Kitten, how many times must I tell you that nothing goes on in this house without me knowing?" He punctuated each word with a thrust, making her whimper in pleasure.

"Still managed to hide how I fucked your brothers and even got pregnant by Daddy again from you."

"I knew you were fucking them, kitten, but I must admit you did hide the pregnancy well. Normally, you are more needy when you are pregnant. So congrats, you managed to sneak one past me."

Her legs wrapped around his tiny waist, crossing her feet over the small of his back, "And who said I haven't been needy? Remember when Jungkook took three days off to catch up on briefs?" Yoongi grunted out a yes before attaching his lips to the side of her neck. "We spent the entire day fucking," she leaned up and nipped at his ear, "we even fucked in your bed."

Yoongi growled before he fucked her so hard she fell asleep. He pulled out and pushed a plugin to ensure that all of his sperm stayed inside. Then he stormed to the youngest room, kicking the door open. Jungkook was there, hands up in surrender, "Look, I didn't want to, but when have we ever been able to tell her no?"

"Still."

"I know, and I'm sorry, but I am helpless when she wants something, and you know it. I told her no, but then she went down on me, and the next thing I knew, she was riding me in your bed."

"Shut up, I don't want to hear about you fucking my wife in my bed."

Jungkook chuckled, "Well if it makes you feel better, I'm fairly sure she only did it to rile you up. She seemed almost disappointed that you didn't come in and catch us."

"That little shit," he grumbled as he scrubbed his hand down his face. "I was going to spank her earlier, but I held off, not anymore." Then he smirked, "Want to get your cock sucked in my bed without me wanting to murder you?"

The youngest sat up a bit, his bunny grin on display, "of course, tell me what you need."

"I need her to choke on your cock while I spank her ass raw with a paddle. I want her crying and begging for release before we give it to her. You can cum as many times as you want."

So that's how Jungkook found himself fisting Bea's hair as he fucked her throat while Yoongi did as promised, her ass was bright red from the paddle and based on the look in his eyes, he wasn't stopping any time soon. After Jungkook came the second time, her body gave out and slumped down onto the mattress, "Daddy is never this mean to me," she mumbled, much to Yoongi's amusement.