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#WARNING!

(This fanfic segment contains mature themes, expl?cit content, offensive sl@ngs, strong language. Reader discretion is advised. If you are uncomfortable with such content, please refrain from proceeding further. Before reading this part, it is recommended to read the fanfiction for context.)


Continuation:

He didn’t wait...He didn’t ask. He never had to...The dress sl!d off first...sticking to my skin. He peel๐Ÿ”ฅd it d๐ŸŒšwn...inch by inch...watching every movement like a predator savoring his meal.

Jungkook (whispers): “So pretty when you're s*0aked like this.”

He knelt...His hands ran up my thighs...and he pressed a kiss to my n@vel, then su+ cked the skin above my hip. One hand cupped my br-st...thumb brushing my nip- ple— it was already hard.

Then he suddenly s*ckd it into his mo-uth, making me gasp.

Y/N: “Jungkook...”

He didn’t stop...He pulled me into his lap...l3-gs tangled..skin to skin.

JUNGKOOK: “You said you had fun...Now it’s my turn.”

He kissed me hard— possessive, angry, addicted. His hand slipped between my th!+ ghs, fingers finding that ache again...slipping in like he owned it.


BACK TO PRESENT:

JUNGKOOK: “You can still think about something else beside us at a moment like this?...huh?...Don’t want it?”

I hesitated.

Y/N (breathless): “No... it’s just—ahh…”

I moaned as his fingers curled d##p ins!-de me..hitting that perfect sp๐ŸŒšt. My h❗ps rolled instinctively.

And just like that his “cuddles” turned into something else entirely. Something r๐ŸŒšugh, n**dy, feral.

****


He picked her up like she weighed nothing and laid her down slow. His body hovered over hers, eyes drinking her in like a final meal. He didn’t rush.

He touched her like he was memorizing every soft spot. His fingers dragged down her neck, in between her br#sts, across her stomach...pausing over her hips.

Jungkook: “Too fucking beautiful.”

He whispered...she gasped as his lips followed his fingers— down her collarbone, across her ch*-st, stopping to s๐ŸŒšck...b❗te...mark. Her hands tangled in his hair...pulling..guiding him closer.

She felt his body against hers..sk!n to sk!n...he@t against he@t. There was no space left between them...Only need.

Jungkook: “You said you were mine...Say it again.”

Y/n: “I’m yours..I’ve always been yours”

She breathed, m๐ŸŒš_aning as his hand slid between her th❗-ghs once again...

He smirked, dark and satisfied. 

Jungkook: “That’s right. My girl. My wife. My forever.”

He rolled his fingers over...letting her take control...letting her r❗de him slow. His other hand gripped her hips...guiding her pace. Her head fell back, mo๐ŸŒšning his name like a prayer.

Y/n: “Jungkook...”

Every roll of her hips felt like sin. Every kiss was a promise. Every breath was their goodbye...Because after this... there’d be no turning back....And they both knew it.


****

His hand slid up my bare thigh slowly, fingers cold, possessive. He didn’t rush. He never did. Jungkook liked to savor me like sin...

Now my back was pressed against his chest, our n๐ŸŒškd bodies tangled in silk sheets. His breath kissed the back of my neck, lazy but full of hunger. I could feel him—hard...throbbing— against my lower back.

His thumb brushed over the inside of my th❗ gh, just a whisper away from where I ached for him. I hated how fast my body gave in, how every nerve woke up the second he tou+ ched me.

My guilt had turned into heat— shame bubbling under my skin like poison.

JUNGKOOK (softly): “Something on your mind, baby?”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t... His fingers slid up my l*gs..parting them...and my breath caught..

Y/N: “You ki//ed him.”

JUNGKOOK (calmly): “He disrespected my wife.”

Y/N (angrily, trembling): “You can’t just kill people…”

He leaned in, kissed the corner of my mouth. Then lower..My jaw..My neck.

JUNGKOOK (against my skin): “I can. And I did...”

His hand went upward...palming my bre@- st...I gasped, body reacting before my brain could fight it.

Y/N (softly): “I hate you.”

JUNGKOOK (smiling): “No, you don’t.”

His lips wrapped around my nip_ ple, s๐ŸŒšcking deep...t๐ŸŒšngue flicking the sensitive tip until I whimpered.

Y/N (internal): I hate him...And I love the way he ruins me...I should’ve been scared...But the only thing I felt was heat… and need.

He moved closer, his chest pressing against my back, his hand now making slow circles there...driving me insane.

He grabbed my chin, tilted my head back so I had no choice but to look into those dark, wild eyes. Then he kissed me—deep, messy, angry.

JUNGKOOK: “That's it, baby. You’re not going anywhere. You’re mine—even if I have to tie you to this f*cking b3d.”

And honestly? He already had.

****


He slid his fingers ou-t of me, w3t and slow, making me wh❗mper from the sudden emptiness.

JUNGKOOK: “You didn’t choose this marriage...But you’re mine now. And you love it.”

His tongue licked a stripe up the back of my neck..He turned me over, his body caging mine..

Y/N (moaning): “Jungkook—”

JUNGKOOK: “You begged me to stop once...Now you beg me not to.”

He sat up..kissed down my stomach, biting...then moving d๐ŸŒšwn...He looked up from betw__n my l3gs with those dark, hungry eyes.

JUNGKOOK: “Married or not… I was always going to have you.”

Then his mouth replaced his fingers and I forgot my name all over again.

His hand pinned mine above my head. His mouth moved between my th❗ghs, l❗cking me like he needed it to survive. I bucked up, crying out, tears slipping from the corners of my eyes— not from pain.

From need...From guilt...From loving a man who was my captor, my protector… my monster.

Then he slid into me slowly...watching my face like he was trying to read my soul. His thr**sts were deep, slow, possessive.

JUNGKOOK (whispers): “You’re mine. Say it.”

Y/N (broken, breathless): “I’m yours.”

He kissed me—hard—before flipping me over...dragging my hips up to meet him. His pace turned rough, the sound of skin against skin was loud in the quiet room.

JUNGKOOK: “You can hate me in the morning...but tonight… you’re gonna come for me..”

He grabbed my throat gently, just enough to make me dizzy...And I did..i c*m twice..Crying, cursing him, loving him....Wrapped in his darkness.

The w*t sound of him thr--sting into me echoed like a rhythm only we understood. My face was pressed into the sheets, mo๐ŸŒšning his name like a prayer and a curse. He gripped my hips so tightly, I knew I’d wear his fingerprints in the morning.

Y/N (internal): I hated this...I hated how my body betrayed me...But most of all—I loved it...I loved how his body knew every part of mine...I loved how his c_ck filled me so deep...I swore he touched places no one else ever would.

JUNGKOOK (growling): “Arch your back for me, baby...Just like that.”

He slapped my a$$— once, then again—and I gasped, the sting sending a thrill straight to my core. I could feel him twitch ins❗de me.

He leaned over, his chest pressed to my back...his hand slipping under to cup my throat gently from behind, pulling me up as he f_ked me harder.

JUNGKOOK (breathless): “You feel that?..That’s how much I missed you...How much I need you.”

I cried out, eyes fluttering shut, l**gs trembling.

Y/N: “Jungkook—ah! I… I can’t—”

JUNGKOOK: “Yes you can...You’ll take every ❗nch like the good girl you are...”

His hand slid down, fingers rubbing circles on my cl❗t. That wicked smile was back on his lips as he watched me fall apart for him.

I clenched around him...Hard...And he groaned— deep....his voice so rough it sent shivers down my spine.

Then he flipped me over again like I weighed nothing..spr3-ading my l--gs w❗de and staring at my so@-ked, sw๐ŸŒšllen ๐Ÿฑ with hunger.

JUNGKOOK (darkly): “Look at you...dripping for your psycho husband...hahah that is what you call me..right?”

He once again...lowered his mouth to my core and dev๐ŸŒš-ured me...T-ngue te@sing..lips s_ck❗ng, fingers holding me open..I writhed, grabbed his hair, and pushed him d33per into me.

Y/N (moaning): “F**ck, Jungkook, don’t stop— don’t you dare stop—”

He didn't...He t๐ŸŒšngue-f๐Ÿ’€ckd me until I screamed...Until my body arched..thighs cl3-nching around his head, org@- sm crashing through me so hard that I sobbed.

And then? He climbed up my b*dy, kissing me with my t@ste still on his lips..push--ing into me again while I was still shaking.

JUNGKOOK (whispering against my lips): “One more...Give me one more, baby. I want you completely wrecked...before we are gone..”

And he took it...Slow, d33p str__๐ŸŒškes that dragged every drop of ple@_sure from my soul. Hands gripping, lips bruising, sweat and skin and breath— until we both shattered together...screaming each other’s names.


****


My body was limp, trembling. But he was gentle now...stroking my hair. Kissing my shoulder.

JUNGKOOK (softly): “See? You’ll always come back to me.”

And I knew he was right...Because no one could ruin me like he did....And I didn’t want to be saved.

He pushed a small bottle against my lips and I drank it...while he drank another...we were again going to meet in another life...and nobody and nothing could separate us...


Thanks for reading 

The end!

Comments

  1. What they drink from the bottle in the end?

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    1. It's a kind of poison...he wanted her to be with him for life so decided to end their lives together..a complete psycho and a was engulfed in his darkness...

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    2. Totally unexpected

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  2. ye kia hoa end mein....mera dil torr dia

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