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

chapter 16

[ smut warning ]

You must have dozed off again. Your body stole and snuck sleep whenever it physically could. Rolling onto your back, you turned your head to look at Jaebeom. He was awake and never had he looked this exhausted, but the fire was ever-present in his eyes.

You glanced down his naked body to see him aroused, standing at attention. At this point, you were convinced he stayed hard.

Glaring, you growled in the back of your throat. A tugging pulled at your core. You were uncomfortable and agitated and you both knew what that meant.

He cocked a brow. "Again?"

You said nothing but a sharp swear word as you rolled to your stomach, setting your fingers into the material of your sheets while Jaebeom crawled over you. You spread your legs wide, making room for your mate and the stretch that would soon follow.

Jaebeom set his teeth to the base of your neck, muffling his noises when he pushed inside. He had been rough the first few times, desperate to claim you and breed you like the alpha he was, but now exhaustion had set in. The bruises on your thighs and hips had begun to heal.

You hummed softly, licking your lips and fluttering your eyes closed as he penetrated you ever so slowly, always careful not to cause you pain. After the first hard thrust of his hips, you let out a cry of pleasure, deliciously sore from hours of breeding and love-making.

Jaebeom groaned in the back of his throat at the squelching and throbbing of your cunt. You dripped with a heady combination of need and satisfaction all over his cock. He sank his length deep inside, only to pull back and do it again. Your sounds spurned him on and you gave up trying to stifle them.

Lifting on your hands and knees, you flipped your hair to one side and began throwing your hips back to meet him. Jaebeom bit his lip, wanting to grin at how eagerly your body swallowed his cock, and tightened his grasp on your waist.

"Jaebeom, so good...," you whimpered with your shared movements, sucking in a hard breath through your teeth when he brushed your cervix.

"Yeah, good girl," he said in a raspy, low moan. "Gonna fuck my cum deep in this bitch."

You lilted forward on your elbows, ass high in the air. "I want it," you whined like a needy female in heat, letting him pound you from behind and throttle you hard into submission.

A fist came to your hair, yanking back, and you cried out in surprise. Jaebeom gripped your neck with both hands, forcing you to gaze up at the ceiling while he gloved himself inside your cunt over and over.

Jaebeom moaned at the hot, wet vice of your walls, feeling your body pull him closer, eager for his knot. He changed his pace, thrusts short and fast, keeping his cock buried inside you to rut against your sweet spot. You reached a hand back to scrape your nails over his thigh, cursing him for the noises he could fuck out of you.

With a few more merciless strokes, your eyes widened and you cried out in ecstasy, shuddering against your mate and trying to claw your way from the stimulation. Jaebeom held you with ease, not giving an inch with the way you creamed all over his cock. Your pussy kneaded him hungrily, ready for his seed.

He gulped in a breath when his knot began to swell, locking itself deep in your womb. You propped up on hands and knees, well-accustomed to supporting his weight as he wrapped his arms around your body in a death grip. You rocked slightly; the swell of him no longer unnerved you, but rather you embraced it. You stayed in a soft, lingering sensation of gentle climax. It made accepting him so tight and deep much easier.

The wind knocked out of him and you felt the familiar warmth of his release. Jaebeom slowly pinned you to the floor with his weight, burying his face against your neck and chanting between wet kisses, "I love you... I love you... I love you."