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I want her so fucking bad.

So bad to the point I can't even smell her delicious scent without thinking about fucking her. The way she just sat there so appetizingly, so fucking ready to take my cock tomorrow; fuck I can't think straight.

It didn't help that she was still blatantly avoiding us ever since that little incident, only receiving light touches here and stolen kisses there. I wasn't even irked with her anymore, my biology having settled down quite a bit ever since that steamy kiss on Saturday. 

It was fucking attractive watching her command us, and I felt a tinge of pride when she so easily had us crumbling under those delicate fingers of hers. So much so that it only made me yearn for her more, yearn for the day I could finally touch that succulent body again, receive that enchanting giggly laugh, hear those snarky comments that riled me up in the best fucking way possible.

I craved my sweet soulmate the more she cutely skittered away from us, thinking we were still angry with her actions. We'd never get angry with her—ever. Our biology was threatened, and we only desired to fix that the only way we knew how: claiming our prey.

And I knew Hobi was itching at the head to gain that control back. He was unmistakably worse than I was.

I mindlessly picked at my food with my fork as my gaze bore into her, my mind short-circuiting at the way those plush lips wrapped around the forkful of noodles before slurping them up with the most lewd noises sounding from her. She innocently bit off the remnants before looking up, those sexy hazel eyes widening slightly when they met mine.

The cutest blush sprawled across those freckled cheeks as she slowly chewed, a bit of sauce staining the corner of those delectable lips—fuck, the panda got it first. My eyes narrowed on him when he eagerly dipped down from beside her and kissed the sauce away, humming in satisfaction. Eyes gleaming with gloat met my own, only sparkling more when she pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

Fuck I want those plump lips on me so bad.

"Darling, have you thought up the list of items I asked from you?" I heard Jin speak out from two seats down, listening closely since it involved my sweetheart.

My eyes slightly widened with intrigue when anxious pupils flickered over to me and then Hobi—sat next to me—before she cracked a heart-leaping smile. "Uhm yeah—some granola bars and extra water bottles should be good honestly. I don't really eat much on my heat anyways." She shrugged, quickly slurping up another mouthful, pushing back a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I fuck so much I barely have time—"

"Fuck." I hissed out as I slammed my utensils down, causing her to flinch slightly at the loud disruption. I can't do this. I might fucking implode and fuck her into unconscious tomorrow if I don't get my hands on her right now. 

Many curious and skeptical eyes trailed on me as I abruptly stood from my seat, the chair squeaking behind me as I strode around it, eyes burning into her unblinking ones, that same blush that always drove me fucking crazy scattering across those cheeks. I gripped the back of her chair and roughly pulled it out, an endearing squeak flying past my ears.

"We'll be back in 5."

Was all I said before I latched onto her wrist hard enough to drag her away but soft enough not to leave a mark. She stumbled after me as I marched through the living room and towards the steps, hearing faint curses leave her.