Wolf Boys || Jaebeom + Mark + Jackson + Jinyoung (Got7)

chapter 15

[ smut warning ]

The ebony wolf stood alone in the clearing, waiting and watching.

Rather than show his stomach in submission, Mark ran. He may not have been as strong, but he was much faster. He stayed within the treeline, but never let the alpha catch him lest he face violent punishment. And he walked with a very visible limp.

Jackson would never allow himself to stay on the ground. It was a matter of stubbornness and pride, but each time he rose, Jaebeom descended on him again, ensuring the delta knew his place. Jackson mustered the last of his strength to drag himself to the trees. He was lucky, because Jaebeom was focused on Jinyoung.

The beta refused to stay down. Yet again, he found himself thrown to his back, the black wolf leering over him. Jaebeom snapped his jaws, enticing Jinyoung to try once more. Sensing the end was near, Jaebeom crept slowly to put himself between you and the others.

Every inch of the grey wolf shook and trembled as he gathered himself to stand on his paws. Jinyoung was consumed with his desire for you.

Heat was different for the males. For you it tormented your body, but for them, it tortured their minds. In a moment of clarity, Jaebeom reached for his brother in their shared bond. Surprised, Jinyoung stopped.

Don't make me break you, Jaebeom warned lowly. Not in front of her.

Jinyoung didn't realize how hard he had been panting. Every part of him ached and screamed with pain. Heat told him he was ready to die for you, but now, as he shifted his gaze from Jaebeom to you, he let go a sigh.

Be good to her, Jinyoung whispered.

And then he struck the alpha one last time.

For you, it was enough. You turned on your heels and returned to the house, letting the snarls and cries fade from your ears. The nest was warm and snug when you slipped inside, absentmindedly rubbing your back against the bottom.

When the door opened, you hardly looked up.

Jaebeom moved inside, breathing heavily and groaning as his wounds healed. He shut and locked the door behind him, leaning back against it to catch his breath.

Your eyes met. He was tired, bruised, and hopelessly aroused. You tilted your head, beckoning him to you.

Jaebeom would guard you until it was time. A victor protecting his prize. Slipping into your nest, Jaebeom buried his face against your neck, taking in your scent like he couldn't breathe without it.

You bristled, agitated with a surge of hormones. Your neck was the most vulnerable spot for a wolf. Rising on hands and knees, you began moving your pillows around, making them more comfortable.

At the sight of your current position, Jaebeom moved behind you, propping his hands on your full hips and slipping them beneath your shirt to expose your ass.

You hissed, scrambling away from him.

Jaebeom didn't persist. It was his first heat too. He would have to better judge your signals. Watching patiently, Jaebeom let you busy yourself around your nest, saturating it with your scent. Which to him, was even thicker with heat.

Once settled comfortably on your side, you reached for his arm, wanting to feel the warmth of your mate, and steered it over your waist.

Jaebeom sidled closer, but was careful only to touch where you guided him; not in the mood to suffer a bite from you. He just needed some semblance of relief from the choke hold your hormones had on him. The two of you tangled together for a restless evening sleep, no words passing between you.