Y/N's life has always been ordinary, but the shadows that lurk in the corners of her world tell a different story. A predator hidden behind a mask-ruthless, dangerous, and utterly consumed by a twisted desire. He doesn't just want to possess Y/N; he...
Y/N's throat tightened, the terror that had been simmering beneath the surface now threatening to spill over. But she bit down on the inside of her cheek, forcing herself to stay silent, to not give him the satisfaction of hearing her fear.
He gently pulled back, just enough for her to breathe normally.
With his hand, he grasped her soft cotton shirt.
Slowly, he lifted her shirt until it was over her eyes.
"Stop... please," she almost spoke through clenched teeth. But she couldn't hide the fear she felt. The shirt now enveloped her in darkness.
His hand descended from her neck to her collarbones, and then he paused at her full breasts. She trembled once more. "But you wouldn't want me to stop."
"Yes, I would."
"Yeah?"
He slipped his hand under her back, found the clasp of her bra, and quickly undid it. Y/N felt the bra loosen around her body. He withdrew his hand. He removed her bra, the view he was met with made him groan.
Not wanting to waste any more time, he immediately lowered his lips to her breasts. Greedily, he kissed her nipple, which hardened at his touch.
This time, a soft whimper escaped her throat. He bit her nipple, incredibly gently, so as not to hurt her. "You know what you have to do," he licked her nipple and continued to suck on it.
Jungkook continued, now his hand sliding down to the waistband of her panties. "You have to show me that you belong to me. That you understand what I've been trying to tell you all this time."
"Please..." She tried once more to ask him to stop, but he interrupted her.
"Shh."
He tugged at the fabric. Reluctantly, he pulled away from her full breasts and came close to her neck and planted a kiss. his hands moving over Y/N's body with a possessiveness that left no room for doubt-he believed she belonged to him. Every brush of his fingers, every harsh whisper against her skin, was a reminder of the power he held over her.
"You", He spoke in a deep voice that made Y/N shiver. His hand toyed with the waistband of her sweatpants, then, without permission - "Are" - he slipped his hand into her panties. She trembled as she felt his hand on her sensitive area. "Mine," he said deeply, emphasizing each word.
"Mr. J-Jeon..."
He started rubbing his two fingers into her clit without any problem, her body reacted on its own, she suddenly opened her mouth, but she also quickly closed it, she didn't want to give him pleasure - she didn't know how much longer she could endure if this continued.
She still couldn't see anything; darkness reigned in her vision.
"Jungkook." He corrected her, but this time it was a warning. "You're getting wetter and wetter. If you don't want to wake your friend, then don't make me force you to scream. Now give me what I want." He started rubbing her clit harder. Y/N's back arched, his one hand firmly holding her two arms above her head, he continued to rub his two fingers against her skin.
Y/N couldn't take it anymore, against her will she let out a soft moan. Jungkook's eyes lit up at her voice. "Words." He growled, seeing that she was still not ready to give him what he wanted to hear, he continued with what he was doing.
He moved his hand lower, playing with her entrance, his two finger went in, pushed it all the way in, then pulled it out, pushing it back in with all his might.
Y/N moaned.
"Oh, love, so you're enjoying this?" She wanted to contradict him, but his hand moved. He quickly moved his hand in her.
The room was filled with quiet whimpers. Jungkook's touch grew more insistent, his fingers digging into her skin as he pressed against her with a force that made her moan. "Tell me you're mine," he demanded, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine.
He waited.
"I'm yours," she whispered, the words tasting like ash on her tongue.
"This is how it's supposed to be," he whispered, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. He pushed his two fingers deep inside her, brushing her clit with his thumb. Her body trembled at the unexpected touch. He released her hands, and before she could moan loudly, - "Ah," - he covered her mouth with his palm. "You and me, Y/N."
He withdrew his right hand from her, then pulled his left hand away from her mouth.
Jungkook's smile was a sickening blend of triumph and possessiveness as he pressed kiss to her lips, his touch gentling just slightly. "That's my girl," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction that made her stomach churn.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes roaming over her body with a look of pure ownership.
She felt that nothing was pressing her against the bed anymore, and she quickly sat up, pulling her shirt down to cover her body.
She looked at him as he grunted and licked his fingers. "I knew you would taste good." Y/N could feel the weight of his gaze, the way it pinned her down, leaving her exposed and vulnerable in a way she had never felt before.
She looked at him with disgust, then lowered her gaze between her legs, feeling how wet she was. She felt that she needed to-though she would never admit it even in her dreams-but he had aroused her. She turned her gaze away from him. Jungkook read her reaction.
"If you want me to fuck you, you have to say please."
"Go to hell." She gritted her teeth, not wanting any of this at all - well, that was a lie, but she still had some common sense; she wouldn't allow him to get under her skin.
He laughed and approached the window. "See you tomorrow, darling." He opened the window and jumped out. Once Y/N was sure he was gone, she threw herself onto the soft mattress. What was happening?
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