True Alpha (Jikook)

Chapter 42

Jimin's P.O.V.

I felt him shudder as I bit him, my canines sinking into his flesh without remorse, at the same place that I had marked him first.

I heard him mewl, his breath fanning over my neck, his body shivering dangerously. I could feel every emotion he gave away, his mind no longer blocking me, all rendered bare for me to read.

So I did and connected to him, I could make out his love for me, the dependency he had on me, he was filled with thoughts of only me.

And the power that I felt surge through me, the absolute domination he was letting me have over him, I just couldn't get over it, my mind blanking into a lusty daze.

I groaned as his teeth sank on to my neck, just as harshly as mine had. And unlike me he wasn't as silent about the overwhelming feelings we were shrouded with, he started to purr and whine, loud enough that people would know, rubbing his hand all over my body, especially my bare chest, gliding his rough fingers over the contour of my abs.

Even with our teeth in each other's neck, my blood still thrummed with a need for more. And I knew he felt the same.

But we were interrupted as I felt another presence close to us, and I knew we had to wait for now, the ritual had to be completed first.

I nudged him, making him fall back into my arms, his mouth bloodied at the tips from my blood, his eyes unfocused and only looking at me, not even blinking, still half closed.

I grit my teeth to keep from taking him right there, he was so tempting, his alluring scent mixed with something else I figured was some other natural oils. But he didn't need those damned oils to make me hard for him, his reactions to me alone were so hypnotizing.

Jungkook was the only one who could have this much power over me, he was still so young, still so inexperienced in the ways of life, but one smile from him, one whine from him, one word from him had my entire mind and soul reaching for the stars. 

I had rarely ever been scared of anything, but Jungkook scared me, as much as he empowered me. I did not ever think I would become so infatuated with one male who donned doe eyes. 

"We have a ritual to do," I told him gruffly but he wasn't even listening to me, just barely there.

I turned to look at the single head priest who stood before us, his eyes shadowed by his hood, "The ritual will be completed soon, please repeat after me all the chants I say. Your mate doesn't need to do this, the tension of the mantras has finally got to him."

I nodded stiffly, as Jungkook latched on to my body like I was his life line, his breath abnormally fast and his skin burning hotter. He licked my chin the whole time I focused my eyes on the priest and repeated the chant words which held power since ancient times.

"Mahul dur," I ended and the priest stepped back, as another of his kind replaced his position.

I knew Jungkook wasn't in heat, but the way he was behaving was alarming, he just wasn't letting go of me. "Alpha," he pressed in his breathy whisper, "Alpha..." he moaned.

I resisted the urge to interact with his advances, knowing very well that if I did, there would be no going back.

"Resinah macue," The priest in front of me bellowed and the drum beats returned, this time louder.

I instantly felt the connection between me and my mate increase in intensity, the whole surrounding atmosphere becoming rather dull.

And if I was going insane, Jungkook was at the brink of nirvana, losing all coherency. His words and whimpers no longer held back by intelligence.