The Rejected |Taekook|

Chapter 51🪷

The roar of the crowd still echoed faintly in Jungkook’s ears, a phantom sensation clinging to his heightened senses. But the chaotic energy of the arena was fading, replaced by the quiet tranquility of the lake water lapping against the shore near their secluded cottage. Next to him, Taehyung’s hand rested on his, the grip firm and grounding. They walked in comfortable silence, with their wolves finally reunited, they returned home.

Leaving the arena had been a blur. The breaking of Miyeon's curse had been like a thunderclap, shattering the chains that had bound Endymion, Jungkook's wolf, for decades. Endymion had clawed his way to the surface with ferocious intensity, his primal instinct overwhelming Jungkook’s control. And with Endymion's awakening, Luna, Taehyung’s own wolf, had responded with a fervor she'd never been able to express before.

The cozy cottage, usually their sanctuary, held a different atmosphere tonight. The fire crackled merrily in the hearth, casting flickering shadows that danced on the walls. But those shadows felt alive, pulsating with an untamed energy that mirrored the wolves within.

They barely made it through the door before Endymion and Luna took complete control. Jungkook felt himself pushed to the back, an observer in his own body as Endymion’s powerful hands reached for Taehyung. Taehyung, already lost to Luna’s yearning, met him halfway. Clothes were discarded with desperate abandon, the urgency of their need eclipsing any semblance of human restraint.

This wasn't just Jungkook and Taehyung; this was Endymion and Luna, two halves of a soul finally reunited after decades of forced separation. Their touch was rough and possessive, driven by an instinct that transcended human understanding. Endymion worshipped Luna's body, his tongue tracing the delicate curve of her neck and the sensitive skin behind her ears. He nuzzled into her, inhaling her scent, a heady alluring lotus, a scent he'd craved for what felt like an eternity.

Luna, in turn, reveled in Endymion's strength, feeling the powerful muscles beneath her hands. She playfully nipped at his shoulder, a gesture that was both playful and possessive, and traced the lines of his scars, each one a testament to his resilience. Her hands roamed freely, exploring every contour of his body, as if trying to imprint him anew in her memory.

There was no need for words; the language of touch spoke volumes. Each caress, each moan, each desperate gasp was a testament to the depth of their connection. They moved together with a primal rhythm, their bodies intertwining in a dance of passion and longing.

Endymion’s growls rumbled in Jungkook’s chest, deep and guttural, as he plunged into Luna. Taehyung cried out, the sound raw and untamed, yet filled with a profound sense of relief. It was a union of souls, a claiming, a merging that went beyond the physical. They poured their pent-up desires and suppressed emotions into each thrust, each caress, each tender bite.

They made love tirelessly, relentlessly, fueled by the burning intensity of their wolfish instincts. There was no room for hesitation, no space for doubt, only the overwhelming need to connect, to possess, to become one. The urgency of their desire never seemed to diminish. Every touch was electric, every kiss a spark igniting a fresh fire.

As the first rays of dawn filtered through the cottage windows, painting the scene in a soft, golden hue, their movements slowed. Exhaustion tugged at them, but even in their weariness, the connection remained unbroken. Endymion buried his face in Luna's hair, inhaling her scent deeply, anchoring himself to her in this moment of fragile peace.

Luna, her body still trembling, held him close, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. The wolves were finally satiated, their longing temporarily satisfied.

"Mark us, Endymion, my love. Let Taehyung and I belong to you and Jungkook for eternity, so that not even death can separate us," Luna told Endymion while he was still in control. Her voice was a husky whisper that vibrated deep within Jungkook's soul. It wasn't a request; it was a primal urging, a declaration of intent that transcended words. Endymion, the untamed wolf within him, recognized the demand as the final, irrevocable step in their claiming.