The Omega Possession(sequel to Omega Lottery)

Namjoon

I'm done. I can't go through this anymore. My mate has openly avoided me and everyone else but his young for the last month. Every time I have tried to open my mouth around him, he runs the other way or makes excuses to leave or not come back.
He makes sure I'm at work before being home with the others. Our young hasn't seen the both of us together since they have been born. It's ridiculous and hurtful. I've been more than patient but I'm only a man, even as an alpha, I have emotions.
I hate to say it but he's being selfish. I've given him every chance to talk to me but he hasn't. He's made it clear he doesn't want to be around me. I don't know what else to do but give him an ultimatum. I'm done playing these games.
I sit on the bed with my head hanging low, listening to him cry from the other room. I want so badly to go hold him but know I can't give in now. I have to stay strong and firm in my stance.
The crying gets louder and I feel a surge of energy throughout the house. Frowning, recognizing the sensation, I get up and run back into my office to see my mate curled on the floor in pain, clutching his stomach.
He screams in agony when I approach. Cursing under my breath, I lift and carry him into the bedroom and toss him on the bed.
His needing. This doesn't make any sense. It shouldn't happen again so soon. He's only given birth just barely a month ago! He should have months to a year before another one!
I worry as he sobs, thrashing on the sheets. Surely stress hasn't caused this, right? I need to call Yoongi but now isn't the time. If anything it should be Taehyung's time for his needing.
I sit on the edge of the bed, resisting my urges to make love and ravish him, fill him with my body and cum. I just can't...not knowing he doesn't want me to touch him. Knowing he doesn't want me.
"Joonie!" He cries, grasping my wrist and squeezing hard. Desperate.
I drop my head. "Do you want me to drug you or leave you alone?" I ask.
He shudders, shaking his head, sweat pouring down his face. He claws at his clothes, moaning in pain.
"S-stay...p-please don't leave me." He cries, tears soaking the sheets.
Licking my lips, I kiss his forehead. "I don't want to take advantage. You're just saying this because you want the pain to end. I can give you something to knock you out, baby. You don't have to use me if you don't want it." I whisper, sadness piercing my voice.
He stares deeply into my eyes, owning my soul. "Joonie...you. Please, I want you. Just you." He sob brokenly. "N-not just because of this..."
I give him a doubtful look but can't handle seeing him in pain any longer. I hover over him and begin kissing his neck as I unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and tossing it to the floor, my palms running all over his chest, teasing his nipples and moaning when milk drenches my fingers. He hasn't let me touch him in so long...
He cries out, clawing at my shoulders and back arching. "Please make it stop hurting.." He whimpers.
Groaning, I take his mouth. It feels amazing. I haven't kissed these plump lips in far too long. I need to taste him. All of him.
My tongue invades his mouth roughly as I quickly haul his pants down his legs and slip my hand between his thighs. Soaking wet. He whines and spreads his legs for me as I stroke his hard erection, our tongues dueling energetically. Passionately.
I've missed him so damn much. I feel like crying as he opens himself to me. I don't even care anymore if he's just doing this because of his needing or not. I want my mate. My omega. He's mine. This body belongs to me. Only.
Growling, I suck on his nipples hard, filling my mouth with fresh milk as he cries out, thrusting his hips against my hand.
"Do you want me?" I rasp out, tugging on his tip relentlessly.
He throws his head back in pleasure and I mouth his adam's apple. "Y-yes..."
He pulls me tighter against him as I work my way down his body, kissing and nipping his belly before taking his pretty cock into my mouth and sucking hard.
He screams and wraps his legs around my shoulders, pushing his cock farther down my throat. I palm his balls before sucking them into my mouth one at a time. My eyes on his as he cries, pleading me for relief.
      Lifting onto my knees, I allow him to practically rip off my shirt and help tug my pants down my legs, kicking them off impatiently as he lays back down and spreads his legs wide for me.
     Moaning at the gorgeous sight, I part his cheeks as bury my face between them, hungrily eating him out, his delicious slick coating my mouth as he rides my tongue and fingers.
     Both of us desperate to be one. I smack his cheeks roughly before stroking my cock a few times, lining up to his needy little hole and thrusting in with one powerful stroke.
      He cries out and cums immediately, drenching his belly with white cream as I pound into his beautiful body. Sweat pouring off both of us, the sheets soaked with cum and his fluids. So good. He smells amazing.
     As I pin his wrists above his head and take his lips, breathing each other in, I have a clear moment of deja vu. I feel like we've gone full circle. How we met, emotionally unattached. His needing bringing us together.
      Now as everything is falling apart between us and on the verge of separation...his needing is connecting us once again. It's strange but a comforting thought as if our biology refuses to let us part. Like we're meant to be together forever.
     "I love you, Jin." I pant out breathlessly as I fill him full with my cum.
     He whimpers, clenching his inner walls around me, his nails buried in my back. "I l-love you, too."
     I pull back a little to stare into his lovely eyes full of tears. I brush his sweaty hair back from his face and kiss him gently.
     "I don't want you to go." He shivers under me. Clinging. "Please don't leave me."
     I hesitate. "Do you really want me? You've been so cold and distant, baby. It hurts." I admit. "I can't always be strong. I love you too much."
      He swallows back tears, nodding. "I'm sorry. I know I've been selfish. I'll talk to you. I want to. I love you, Namjoon. Alpha." He leans up and kisses me full of love and desperation. All the things I've begged to feel from him for so long now but been denied.
      I kiss him back just as needily, just as hungrily and lace our fingers together. "Mine." I gasp out.
      He releases a sob against my mouth. "Yours. I'm yours, alpha. Please...reclaim me? Please?" His voice is small.
     As another wave begins building up, I begin to slowly thrust back into him, never having slipped out of him in the first place. He moans and locks his legs around my ass.
     Licking my lips, I force his head to the side and bite down hard, right over our mating mark. Reclaiming him as mine, reminding him who he belongs to. Forever. His beautiful voice ringing in my ears as I pleasure him.
    As our bodies rock together faster and more forcefully. I growl and take him hard. Owning him once more. He screams into our kisses, my cock being drenched in his gushing fluids constantly.
      "God, I love you, love your body. Mine. All mine!" I growl.
      He cries out, nodding. "Y-yes! All yours! I'm cumming! Don't stop!" He screeches, back arching as I fuck him roughly, hitting his sweet spot constantly. Admiring the view as he falls apart under me. My mate. My omega.
      He spurts cum continuously as I rolls us over until he's riding me. He gasps and bounces on my cock erotically. Looking so fucking hot using my body to ease that deep ache inside and sweat glistening all over his body.
      I thrust up into him over and over again until I release again, both of us exhausted as he collapses on top of my chest.
     The only sound in the room our pounding heartbeats and our labored breathing. I rub his back soothingly as he whimpers, his hole flexing around my softening erection.
      "So pretty..." I sigh, kissing his forehead.
     He gives me a small tired smile, meeting my gaze. "I'm sorry I've been hurting you." He frowns. "I'm r-ready...ready to talk now. It's not too late, is it?" He whispers.
     I smile, tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. "This is all I've wanted baby. For you to be ready to talk to me. No, it's not too late. I'm here. Please trust in me, your mate. Let me be your pillar when you're hurting." I plead.
     Tears fill his eyes and he nods. "Okay. I'm ready to let it out. I'll tell you everything..."