Jeon Jungkook is a king - also, a beast on the battlefield and in the bedroom.
What happens when this monster's eyes fall on the fragile beauty, Kim Taehyung?
Lord Jeon will do anything to make this boy his - anything!
A tale of lust, magic, sex a...
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Verena pulled Min and kept pestering him for so long that he finally slid his hands inside her dress.
"Yesss – ahhh – right there," she closed her eyes with a smile on her face, "Massage it properly Min."
Ever since the pregnancy had hit her final months, her back ache was getting worse.
"I am trying," he chided pressing her skin, bones, as gently as she could.
God! She didn't want gentle hands. She wanted rough hands. Pressing hard. Just the way Min presented himself during sex.
"My dearest meow," she turned her head around to see his eyes almost closing, "Do it harder. Harder. Just the way you fuck me. Remember? And when I beg you to stop or go slow how you don't listen. Just like that."
Rolling his eyes, Min shook his head, "I can't. You are so heavily pregnant, V. If I hurt the baby?"
She laughed, "Min, its our baby. Its extremely tough and strong. Now come on, make me moan."
"Really?" Min's eyes were wide open as he hands slid down to her undergarment almost peeling it off her skin.
She hit his head, "Not that. No sex. Remember what the healer said. No sex. Massage my back."
Min cried and refused to move his hands away from her waist.
"Now, I understand how Jeon must be feeling," commenting he slowly moved his hands up and began massaging.
"But Jeon is an animal," she whispered playing with her hair, "You are not."
"Yeah, I am not," he sighed seeing her face turning around.
"But I am," she winked and kissed him hard, his hands skillfully moving to her breast and squeezing it.
"Verena," he moaned in her ear as she attacked his neck, "Can I – can I at least fuck your breasts?"
"What?" her eyes shot up and she stared at the father of her child.
"Ewwhhh! Ugghhh! Arrghhhh! Min," hitting his arms she pouted.
"How – how do you do it?" she asked curious and Min began to whisper in her ears.
"So, your," she blinked several times, "little meow will be between my," looking down at her breast she confirmed and he nodded his head.
Licking her lips, she realized that would be the weirdest and hottest thing they would do.
"Who gave you this idea?" she first asked not ready for the answer.
"Jeon," he answered causally.
"Jeon? But why does he know this?"
Then she remembered his line 'Tae has got little breasts.'
