A Cursed Wolf || Taehyung ff

Chapter 8.

Dia's Pov:

I was standing at the edge of a cliff, staring at the beautiful work of nature. It was the first light of dawn, and the sun was barely rising. Birds were flying high, chirping a beautiful morning melody. The sight was simply exquisite. And he was there, beside me. I could feel his strong minty breath brushing against my neck with his strong arms wrapped around me, imprisoning me in his arms. I felt Taehyung's rugged hands on my soft and milky skin as I squirmed under his and milky skin as I squirmed under his touch.

The sensation of sparks coursing through every bone in my body, and my moans and gasps escaped my lungs, filling the air. I heard Taehyung's growls, as he traced his hands over my full breasts and circled my pink nipples. I released another moan, feeling my need for him to grow stronger. My hands were digging deeper into the back of his large body, beads of sweat on my skin.

Taehyung's sweet lips trailed kisses down my slender stomach, journeying down to my pubic bone. His dark, lustful gaze met mine. It regarded my naked body like it was a temple that needed to be worshiped, a gift that was meant to be adored. I flushed at his stare. He climbed up to my body, sucking every inch of it, taking his time to savor every part of my body. I felt Taehyung's hardness at my warm entrance. I was ready to accept him. I could feel the whole of him inside of me.

Taehyung leaned down to kiss my lips, taking my face in his hands as he began to move painfully slowly inside me. I groaned, feeling the pleasure that began to build within me. He pulled away to gaze down at me as my moans grew louder with the pace of his thrust.

"Taehyung," I breathe out his name, and I feel myself growing closer with pleasure exploding within me. "Dia," he moaned against my lips, and I cried out as we both found our release. He fell beside me, scooping me into his arms. The spark that ignited at the contact of our bodies felt so surreal. But I knew better. This was only a dream.

"Wakey wakey!" A familiar voice sounded not too far from me. It was Jungkook, the stranger that saved me from the rogues who tried to attack me last night. "I'm awake," I yawned, physically waking up from my sleep. It was already dawn, and the sun was radiating in all its full glory.  "You sure do sleep a lot." Jungkook smiled, putting out the fire from last night. "Having a good dream? Are you?" He asked with a laugh.

I fought the blush that nearly exposed me. "Much more like a horrible nightmare, honestly," I lied, the details of my dream still vivid in my mind. It was a pleasant dream.

Oh, goddess, I'm still in the forest and I bet Taehyung has already noticed my absence and he and his pack are already scouting all over the place. Well, that would be if he even cares. What if he is even thrilled at the idea of my escape? That would hurt.
"Dia, don't think about that; all you need to do is get far away from here and forget about him!" I scolded my thoughts mentally.

"A nightmare? Tell me more about it on the way," Jungkook said, looking around, trying to figure out the fastest route to take to get out of here. Probably. "Where do we go from here?" I asked, now standing and facing him. "Well, didn't you say you wanted to get far away from the forest?" He questioned "Yeah," I said, answering his question. "Then don't worry about anything, and just trust me." He smiled at me, nudging his head right. "The exit is this way," he said as he started walking, and I followed.

We had been walking for less than an hour, or maybe more. As we strode, I told him all the stories about my mate and his lover. while all he did was laugh. He always found something funny about what I said. I wonder what it was actually. "Oh, this route seems familiar," I said, taking in how eerily familiar this path seemed. "Are you sure we are on the right path?"
"Yeah, very sure. I use this path all the time. It's a shortcut, you see." He turned to me, chuckling. "My brother and I used to run through here back in the days," he said, sounding a bit sad at the last words.