The Omega Possession(sequel to Omega Lottery)

Hoseok

"Are you really going back?" I demand, angrily crossing my arms as Yoongi sits at his desk trying to ignore me. Like hell bitch.
He gives me a long suffering drawn out sigh and glares up at me. "I do have a job to do, omega. How else am I supposed to provide for you and the others, hm?" He continues to type away on his laptop.
"You're working right now! Why can't you just stay here and work from home?" I demand. I think it's a fair request.
He sits back and holds the bridge of his nose with his fingers. "Hoseok, please stop this. I have to go back and that's the end of it."
I scoff. "Do you not know who you mated? You must have jacked off one to many times up there and lost your damn mind. When have we ever ended anything as you want?"
He growls low in his throat, his red gaze threatening.
I simply raise a brow, more than prepared for his shit. "What?"
"You're working my last nerve."
"Keep being a jackass and that's the last thing I'll ever be working on you." I threaten.
He groans. "Can you please go away? I have to finish this up then go pack. I've stayed far too long as it is. They allowed me to be gone on a longer leave because I explained Jin being in danger and needing me here but it's been long enough. I could lose this promotion if I don't go back."
"I wish you would! I don't care if you make more money or not! I just want you!"
"Well I do! I want to eventually get our own place and have more young. I want so much more for our family but that takes time, effort, and money. Can you please just be patient and stop being so fucking selfish!" He snaps.
I stop short. Shocked. "Selfish? You think I'm being selfish? Because I want our young to grow up knowing her appa? That makes me selfish? Because I miss sleeping with my mate every night? That makes me selfish? Because I love you so much and feel like my heart is being ripped out and my stomach in knots...that makes me selfish!" I scream, shoving his chest as he stands up.
I wipe my tears and stalk out of the room. Stupid alpha asshole. Thinks he knows everything!
I slam the door to our bedroom and throw myself down on the bed. Luckily the others took all the young shopping. Glad no ones here to witness my stupid meltdown over someone who doesn't deserve it.
Yoongi throws the door open and grumbles at the sight of me. I turn away from him stubbornly. "Go away! I hate you."
He groans, sitting down at the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry. You aren't selfish, okay? You're right. I've just been so stressed trying to finish all my work and sending it back to my boss in time. I've been taking it out on you."
Sniffling, I glare at the wall. Refusing to give in so easily. He's a big meanie! "Go back to work then. Leave me alone!"
     He puts his hand on my waist and squeezes. "Are you feeling well? Has the separation been hurting you? Physically?" He asks.
    I frown, thinking it through. "I don't know. Maybe." I hadn't noticed to be honest.
     "Please don't be angry with me, okay? I hate leaving with you mad."
    "Then don't do it! It's that easy." I roll my eyes but turn to face him. "Maybe I'll find someone else while you're gone this time! Maybe I will be selfish and not want to be lonely. Maybe I'll let someone else claim me!" I tempt.
    His eyes darken and he growls, his hold tightening one me. "Come again?" His voice is dark and feral almost. I hold back a shudder. It turns me on just a little. That damn possessive alpha I love so fucking much. Asshole.
    I shrug nonchalantly. "You obviously don't want me anymore so maybe I'll let someone else have it."
     "No one touches what's mine!" He demands.
     "Tsk...if you aren't here to claim it...then oopsie. Oh well." I tease, a smile tugging at my lips.
    He scowls at me. His nails digging into my flesh now. I hold back a laugh at the complete outrage growing on his face. Oh, to provoke such a powerful beast dressed as a man...I live for it.
    I push his hand off me and stand up. "Guess you better go pack, sweetheart. I won't be selfish anymore. Have fun working while I go mingle with some of my human friends." I wink, walking towards the bathroom.
    In seconds I find myself slammed against the bathroom door with an angry alpha breathing hard in my face and his claws digging into my skin.
    "Say that shit again? Do I need to fucking brand it into that ass of yours? You. Are. Mine. Don't fucking play like that. I promise you won't like the consequences." He growls.
     A shiver runs down my spine and I hold back a moan. Our lips inches from one another. I swallow hard. "What if I want those consequences?" I tease.
     His eyes are practically glowing now. Barley holding on to his control. I love it. He grabs a fistful of my hair and forces my head to the side, baring my throat to him. He bites down hard, making me scream. It hurts but feels so fucking good at the same time. Oh god. I'm going to cum...
     He pulls back and licks his lips. My knees begin to weaken. "Want to play, little omega? Let me remind you what happens when you try to control me." He tosses me over his shoulder and back into the bedroom.
     As he throws me on the bed and disappears, I let my smile free. My plan is definitely going work. No way will he be going back to work. Nope. My alpha will most definitely be staying home where he belongs.
     Just a little tough love to put it in motion. So what if I won't be able to walk for a couple days...or weeks. Totally worth it.