Namjoon is the son of one of the wealthiest corporations CEO and also a very prominent Alpha of the largest ware-clan. Half human/half wolf clan. He is offered up the daughter of a much smaller Ware-clan that needs his help. The only problem is-as s...
Leaving Namjoon's property, I drive straight down to the hotel housing my date for the night. Not really like a date-more like a friends with benefits(without the 'friends' part). I know I'm on a time limit but the need to release tension is closing in on unbearable.
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The door opens as soon as I step before it like clockwork and I waste no time in pressing the woman's soft body against the wall. Her gasp is swallowed by my tongue as I rip her dress down the middle and toss her effortlessly on the bed. She moans as I wrap my fingers in her hair and pull. Hard. My lips devour her throat as she unbuttons my pants, freeing my dick. I glare down at her as she takes me into her mouth, sucking hard. I force her head up and down on my erection roughly before pushing her backward. I like fucking this woman because she likes it rough and wild and doesn't expect anything more from me. Just a quick hard fuck. She spreads her legs and I waste no time slamming into her from behind. Her screams and moans are loud in my ears as I pound into her body, the headboard slamming into the wall leaving plaster flakes in her hair as I ravage her body. I met this woman only two weeks ago and I've returned to her bed several times even though I keep forgetting her name-not that it matters. She doesn't nag me for more than what we have. I rush to my climax and choke back a growl as I cum deep into her soft wet body. As I try to catch my breath, my phone rings. The woman picks it up and smiles at the picture of Jimin that pops up. "Aw, what a cutie! He looks like me." She gushes and holds his picture beside her face. My breath hitches in my throat at the comparison. Ridiculous. Why would I fuck a woman that looks like that kid? Impossible. Weird coincidence. I grab the phone and slip out of her body. "Jimin? Are you alright?" I ask, turning away from her to fix my pants. Sobs echo in my ear from the phone. My chest seizes. "H-hyung...I'm s-scared...the p-power went out and it's dark!" He cries and I grab my keys, leaving the woman behind. She yells out a goodbye before closing the door. I run to my car and immediately make my way back to the mansion. "Calm down. I'm on my way. Be there in five minutes." I murmur as he sniffles and chokes back more cries and I can just imagine him huddled up under his blankets in the pitch back, bringing him back flashbacks. I step on the gas until I reach my destination. I hang up the phone and enter the pitch black house, frowning. Why would the power go out like this? I use my phone to light my way and head straight to Jimin's room. He's shivering under his blankets with a tear streaked face. I pull him into my arms and he sobs against my chest. I take in his warmth and his soft skin and the scent of him. He honestly smells amazing. I noticed his smell the first time I met him. Like bittersweet vanilla coffee and the strange smell of autumn leaves, my favorite season. It draws me in quite a lot. Idly, I wonder if he tastes like he smells... I pull back and try to calm him. His poor heart is racing out of control. "It's ok, Jimin, I'm here. I'm sorry. Let me go check the power grid." I stand to leave but he pulls my hand to his chest. "Please don't leave me!" He screams and digs his nails into my skin. Grimacing, I pull him up and hold his hand. "Ok. You can come with me. Calm down. I'll protect you, Jimin." I sigh and he buries his head in my chest, clinging to me and letting his sweet scent invade my senses. As I walk up down the stairs to the basement where the power grid is located, I can't stop myself from thinking about what my hookup said about them looking alike. Surely I wouldn't do that...but I can't deny now the resemblance. God, am I such a desperate pervert that I'm subconsciously pining over a little omega? A male omega at that? No, no I'm not. She's crazy! I don't look at him like that. He's simply an interesting kid that I help take care of against my will. Ok, not against my will. I volunteer most of the time for some reason. Maybe he's ok to be around. Maybe...but I'm not gay. He's adorable in a little innocent baby way. My tastes run much deeper and darker than that. I like my partners silent, obedient, and willing to test limits to please me. I like women with soft smooth skin just so I can leave marks and bruises. I love pale skin so that the blood I draw is more visible to my eyes. I'm violent and cold and that will never change just because I'm kind to a young kid recovering from physical and mental abuse. That's all. I may be mean but I'm not heartless. I know when to be cruel or not. Jimin's innocent soul is too pure for my presence. I should really stay away before he gets corrupted. I don't think Namjoon or his little mate would appreciate that.
