𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 | 𝐓𝐊

iii

Taehyung only opens his eyes when the Alpha stops walking. He cracks his eyes open but still does not pull away from the chest as he tries to look around. He feels weak after all the crying and screaming, the adrenaline rush and then the sudden closeness of another man, it all has left him feeling boneless. But when he notices his surroundings, he suddenly perks up.

"Where are we?" He weakly asks, voice low and hoarse.

The man does not reply. From this angle Taehyung can see his face, his sharp jawline is the first thing. His lips look soft, angled nose and his eyes, they have an intense look, still crimson. His jaw is clenched, making a faint dimple appear on the side of his cheek. He is a piece of art because even in his half dead mind, Taehyung cannot help but admire how fucking gorgeous this Alpha is.

He is snapped out of the trance as the Alpha throws him down, on what appears to be a bed. Taehyung gasps, breath knocked out of him. He looks up, offended but the man is already turning away. Taehyung reaches out swiftly to take his wrist. His body is still burning and he is still craving the touch.

The lights in the room are dull, only a small lamp beside the bed and the opened window which lets the moonlight in. But when the man turns around, his chiseled chest is still visible. Taehyung could not see below the waist but he presumes the man is naked down there too since he had shifted earlier in the forest. The thought makes him gulp, makes it more wet between his legs.

The Alpha does not speak, only raises an eyebrow. And as he had expected, the painful knots in his stomach come back full force. Taehyung gasps, pulling on the Alpha's hand in the process. "Help me, please," he whispers. Eyes squeezing shut. "Please, Alpha. Need you." He is desperate to pull the man close.

"No, you don't. Stay here and get yourself together, Omega," the man finally speaks in a baritone, raspy voice. His tone is commanding and resolute, not wanting more argument.

Taehyung presses his thighs together, tightening his hold on the man's wrist. He is getting delirious again. The Alpha's voice doing things to him. His scent filling up Taehyung's senses. "Fuck me, Alpha. Please, make it stop." His voice breaks, sounding pained.

The man tries pulling his hand away but Taehyung sits up, tugging him into him. "Alpha, need you. Need your cock," he begs.

"I am not fucking you, Omega. Let me go," the Alpha grits, pulls harshly, almost making it out of Taehyung's grasp but the Omega is gripping hard. Desperate and needy.

"Need knot. Please, fuck me," he cries, soft and pitiful. He makes eye contact with the Alpha as the man looks at him. Taehyung's eyelashes are damp, face completely flushed and lips glistening in the yellow light as he looks up with innocent eyes at the man, while begging for his knot. He already looks fucked.

In a swift, unexpected move, the Alpha grabs harshly at his jaw. "Shut up. I am not fucking you." He says darkly, with a murderous look in his eyes.