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JIMIN POV

A couple of days or so later...

Jimin rolled over late in the morning, his body aching.

He'd lost track of how many times they'd fucked.

Hell, he'd lost track of what
day it was.

Thinking back, he wasn't completely sure if it had
been two days or three.

Please gods, don't make this
last much longer.

It had been so long since he'd been in heat, without any meds to block it and he'd forgotten
just how overpowering it was.

The last time had been a
decade before. At seventeen, when he'd had it the first time.

Just like then, he was a slave
to instinct, his body overriding his mind.

Only this time, he'd dragged another into the chaos.

He glanced at the snoozing
alpha lying beside him.

Half of Jungkook's face was buried in the twisted sheets they'd half ripped from the bed
in their lust for one another.

The other half showed just how handsome Jeon Jungkook was.

Dark haired.

Dark doe eyes.

Tanned skin, although as much as the man supposedly worked, he didn't know how Jungkook found time for sun.

He did look much like Tae, just
in a bigger, harder, more masculine way.

Handsome and good in bed.

That was about where Jimin ended the list of qualities.

Jungkook was dominating.

Argumentative.

Had to have his way which
Jimin wanted to put on the
good side of the list because
it was turning him the hell on
but the liberal, independent omega side of him demanded
it go on the negative side.

Of course, the only time he'd spent with Jungkook was a few
days in bed, ensorcelled by an instinctual need that ruled
them all.

So why am I so drawn to him?

He moved a hand and brushed some of Jungkook's bangs
from his forehead.

He really is handsome.

He felt an electric arc of need shoot through him from his fingertips barely grazing
over the man's hair.

A moan tore from his lips and
he felt the need wash through him once more. Not again.

The alpha's eyes popped open.

Jungkook was up and on top
of Jimin in an instant,
smothering him with kisses.

Kisses Jungkook was already growing quite addicted to.

His tongue warred with Jungkook's... tasting... tempting...

It didn't take long for Jungkook
to slide back inside Jimin's slickened ass and they moved
in concert, writhing and
twisting in the sheets again.

He looked up at the alpha, pinned by the look in the
man's eyes.

Mine.

Jimin gasped at the word whispered in his mind.

No, no, no...

It's just the wild heat.

Four years of lust building
up in my system.

He's not mine...

Yet why did he close his eyes
and pretend for a moment
that Jungkook was?

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