Into The Shadows 🖤

t h i r t y - t h r e e 🩷🥂

Y/n

Jungkook attacks me.
Invades me.

Latching his mouth onto my nipple and pressing his fingers to my clit, I moan grinding on his palm.

He squeezes my waist and thighs, "These goddamn curves will kill me one day."

I take it he likes me this way, I had never been naked for anyone before him. Instead of feeling over-conscious and shy, I feel confident when he praises me and latches his mouth onto my skin.

I'm suddenly aware of Jungkook's stitches. "Hold on, Jungkook, your…" I trace my fingers beside the tiny stitched bullet wound.

He leans back onto the headboard clearly in pain. "Don't stop me from loving you, Angel because it is the easiest thing I've ever known."

My heart.

"You can love me all your life, Jungkook." I smooth out his stiff shoulders to let him relax. "Tonight, we can take it slow."

Although I want him to fill me deep just like he has filled my heart, we both need to wait. Jungkook is in no position to walk for long, let alone indulge in high-intensity physical activities.

"Urgh," he slams the headboard with his fist.

"Please, Kook." I cup his cheeks trying to convince him to hold back. "Why don't you let me love you, tonight?"

His eyes soften at once. He pulls my mouth down to his for a sensual sweet kiss, sucking my lips and licking my tongue. "I love you."

I sigh in content and close my eyes letting those words settle like waves into my heart. "Kook…"

"Angel…I really love you. Goddammit, I live for you, I breathe for you, my love. I'll never break rule number three, ever again. Trust me, please."

How can I stay mad at him? And what for? There's no denying my love for him. So I allow my heart to love him a little more, with every passing second.

"I love you more, Jungkook," I whisper and his eyes widen in surprise. I close the distance between us, holding his lips captive in mine.

We kiss. Like catharsis. Like there's nothing in the world stopping us from loving each other. Insanely. Madly. Deeply.

He deepens the kiss by plunging his tongue into my mouth. I moan. Rubbing my pool of wetness over his thick girth. "Kook…" I need him closer.

When he lets go of my mouth, and trail kisses down my neck, my nipples turn into pebbled peaks wanting attention. "Kook," my moans earned me the reward.

Jungkook latches onto my nipple like a hungry panther savoring his prey. He grabs my bare ass and grinds my core against his length. Up and down.

My hips swivel in need, and I moan when his fingers find my clit. "So so wet. Have you ever been touched here before?"

I shake my head shyly. His eyes darken in need and possessiveness as he growls, "Mine!"

"Only yours." When he teases my wet entrance with his middle finger, goosebumps erupt on my skin making every nerve ending in my body tingle.

I never felt anything like this before. I never knew it'd feel like an ocean of endless pleasure when I attempted to touch myself, sometimes.

But Jungkook expertly skims his fingers along my folds, rubbing my clit, making me moan in need of more.

"Look at you, grinding my hand like a needy little girl. Need more of Daddy, Babygirl?"

"Please, Daddy," I beg. Putting all my dignity aside. I beg him to make me cum. "I need more."