Evil Souls 🔞

Chapter 45

Warning: continuation of previous chapter, will contain SMUT

Our breathing is raged and body sweat uncontrollably. The kiss we're sharing is far more than heated. The amount of pressure through which Jungkook pounds in me, my jaw drops into the kiss. I'm out of breath, and feeling myself enjoying euphoria. The pleasure is too much for me to take in, and I have no energy left to protest and tell Jungkook to stop neither I'm willing to ask him to stop.

From past few seconds, Jungkook is going deeper in me and continuously hitting the g spot making me roll my eyes backwards. My hands are tied to the bedposts and I'm struggling under him to touch him and his hot body. The moans and groans leaving my mouth is making Jungkook pound more harder in me. I like this roughness, it's turning me on even more and I can feel my orgasm nearing. Jungkook's hand grope my breast aggressively and I scream his name out loud. He pulls away from the kiss and hold my leg tightly over his shoulder. His head is thrown back with parted lips and closed eyes. I watch his muscles flex with each pound. My jaw drop to the deepest floor as my body start to tremble due to the orgasm which is ready to blast. I already came twice before and this is another one.

"Jungkook I'm gonna cum." I warn with a stuttering voice. Jungkook opens his eyes and give me a glare before opening his mouth to speak.

"Don't you dare to cum yet." His threatening voice makes me shudder. It's almost impossible for me to hold in, noticing my vain, to my greatest surprise, Jungkook pulls out of me. I whine and scream at the loss of contact. I need to come real bad but he won't let me.

"Please, Jungkook, don't do this to me." I beg automatically. A small smile appear on his face while his hands are pumping his length. This is so unfair.

"No, you cannot cum." A sinister smile appear on his lips.

"At least release my hands, for God's sake." I whine helplessly knowing there's no way he's going to release me. Jungkook thinks for a while before leaning down and placing a firm kiss on my lips before untying my hands. I am a bit taken back by the action, but don't decide to tease him or ask him anything. He is a bipolar person and can change his mind at any instance, so I should be grateful he is untying my hands and I indeed am.

"Touch yourself." On his stern command, my hand slips down to my womanhood. I whimper as my own fingers comes in contact with the hard nub. "Open your eyes." Jungkook growls and I snap my eyes open. I see Jungkook staring at my eyes with an unreadable expression. I gulp and rub circles around the clit making my back arc. The orgasm which was denied earlier is coming back to life once again. My legs tremble and I'm feeling too much worn out to even pleasure myself. Looking at my worn out state, Jungkook sighs finally and remove my hands away from my womanhood.

An impossible scream left mouth as Jungkook shove his fingers knuckles deep inside me. I arc my back making our chests collide. He connects our lips together into a breathless and sloppy kiss. His fingers thrusts few times before he finds my g spot. I shudder and scream when he pinch the spot with his thumb and index finger and almost instantly, I cum in a squirting way. The wave of pleasure washes over me while sending each and every cell of my body to an eternal bliss. I close my eyes shut and see light sparkle like million stars twinkling at the same times. I pant Jungkook's name like I'm chanting his name. I'm feeling so very worn out to even open my eyes and see what he is doing. All I hear right now is his heavy breath and moans and groans of my name. With a loud groan of my name, I feel warm liquid spraying all over my belly and bosom. Jungkook collapse on me and hide his face in the crook of my neck. I whine as I feel his heavy body weight crushing me. Jungkook's lips sucking on my neck was the last thing I remember before the sleep dragged me to the darkness.

My eyes fly open feeling out of breath and hot. My eyes are wide despite of the bright light enclosing the surrounding. I gulp loudly and a tear escape my eyes. Pursing my lips, I blink the tear away and inhale a deep breath. With the back of my hand, I wipe the sweat away from my forehead. With the help of deep breaths, my breathing got even. Closing my eyes shut for a while and opening them again with a sigh, I release all the memory of the nightmare I had.

Another nightmare of my parents being killed by the guy drenched in blood and looking all so sinister as ever. I still remember the guy, Sehun, definitely creeping in hell, killing my parents in the nightmare.

I shake my head before sitting taking the support of the headboard of the bed. The view in front of me soothes my mind to the greatest extent. Beautiful sea and wet beach sand. It took me a while before registering that I'm naked and clean. I bring the duvet closer to my chest and cover the breasts. Glancing sideways, I see Jungkook sleeping peacefully laying on his chest. His breath is even and soft snores leave his mouth. Involuntarily, my hands reach him to brush his messy bangs away from his face. His lips are parted and eyes are closed. My thumb caress his cheeks and he leans into the touch even though he is asleep. A small smile appears on my lips seeing his cute facial features.

I don't know why he is helping me out. I am broken and destroyed. He is doing his best to pull me out of my broken state, but these nightmares and people behind me are pulling me back to it. It's the fact that the broken person can break the other one too. Maybe with the help of Jungkook I can achieve what I am aiming for, but in the process I don't want to lose him. I've said this many times and I'll say it every time, that he is my everything. Lately I've been thinking about it very much. I don't want to drag either Jungkook or anyone else into the living hell with me. And in the  process, I fear I'd lose someone.

I look at the peaceful look on his face. He is very much precious to me and I don't ever want to lose him. My heart clenches at the thought of losing anyone among the group. They're my family and I won't let anything happen to them.

I lean down to place a kiss on Jungkook's forehead before rising up from the bed. The carpet under my feet feel soft and thanks to the warm heater around the room, I'm not freezing. Pulling up the sweater of Jungkook from last night, I grab my phone from the nightstand before leaving the room. Checking the time, it's just five in the morning and Jungkook won't wake up any soon, so I decide to take a tour of the house.

Stepping out of the bedroom, I open both the doors and see one room filled with desk, computer and few books and files, probably his study and office room and the other one is empty. With a shrug of my shoulder, I walk further down the hallway to be greeted by another big double door. Pushing the door open, I step inside the room filled with books and few tables. The corners of my lips curve into a smile while I scan the library. It's not as big as the one back in mansion, but enough for satisfying my need.

I glance sideways and freeze at my spot. With open mouth and wide eyes, I stare at the wall in front of me covered with the pictures of my childhood that we collected from our house and few of Jungkook's. I stare in awe at the wall in front of me. I wonder when he brought them and decorated. As I scan, one picture got my attention. Adjacent to the family picture of mine, there is a picture of small boy with the bunny smile standing by the shore under the heating summer sun with a handsome and groomed male at his right and a beautiful female with the same bunny smile as that of a small boy to his left. Everyone in the picture is happy and it took me a while to hit that the boy is none other than Jungkook and the handsome male is Mr. Jeon and the female probably is his mother. Jungkook got his father's face just exceptional for his bunny smile that his mother radiates.

Another picture stole my heart of that of the seven boys standing in a party like place with the carefree look in each one's faces. I'm drawn to these men so much that no one can apart me from them. I have grown so very attached to them.

I rake my hand through the locks of my messy hair, and sigh with a content smile. I have been thinking about shits a lot. The inner battles that I started to fight is breaking me down. I'm supposed to be the fighter, not the one who takes cover behind the seven boys or so. I cannot risk their lives just because of my stupid revenge. I need to do something or- My thoughts are interrupted due to the phone ringing in my hand. I glance at the caller ID and find it unknown. With a half heart, I slide the call answer.

"Hello?" My voice is not sleepy, it's steady.

"Good morning, princess."

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