𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝑾𝑰𝑭𝑬 | JUNGKOOK JEON 21+

"strip!", Jungkook Jeon boomed, his voice thunderous, his command absolute, "you're my wife, I love you enough to not care if you hate me"

Her face flamed red, a single word from her; and now he was treating her like this? A tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it.

Jungkook's eyes followed it, his own jaw twitching, "I said, strip!", he roared again, louder this time, angerier.

She lowered her eyes, her trembling fingers rising to obey. Piece by piece, her clothes fell to the floor.

And then he was there, pushing her onto the bed with a force that made the mattress dip, caging her in with his shadow. His thick, angry, already hard length pressed against her, and without warning, "I love you", he said, slamming into her hard, "I fucking love you", he repeated, grinding harder. Harsher.

She gasped, her breath ripped from her lungs, her very core shaking with the force of him.

Each thrust, each climax wringing her dry like a cloth, yet he never stopped.

And, no, Jungkook Jeon would not stop.

He will love her, until his blood ran dry, until he gave his last, until she couldn't take him.

If she would not yield, he would not relent.

Because that's who he was, 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱.

And that's who she was, 𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁.

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