wanted

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/33286864.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
Category: M/M
Fandom: | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Character: Kim Taehyung | V, Jeon Jungkook, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Kim Taehyung | V, Alpha Jeon
Jungkook, Explicit Sexual Content, Boypussy Kim Taehyung | V, Dead
Dove: Do Not Eat, Abusive Jeon Jungkook
Stats: Published: 2021-08-16 Completed: 2021-08-19 Chapters: 4/4 Words:
26442

wanted
by katheryne

Summary

Taehyung was fooled, maybe a little, by his baby face and big eyes, thinking Jeongguk
would be warm and loving. But he was domineering to everyone he met, a dangerous scent
and sharper words.

“Tell me you love me, Taehyung.”

Or:
Taehyung has no say in a mating to Alpha Jeon Jeongguk. He learns to accept his place.

DARK FIC CONTAINING RAPE AND NON-CON

 Taehyung Gets Mated

“Taehyung,” his mother began, placing a warm hand on his thigh. She’d insisted they sit for this
conversation, so they awkwardly sat next to each other on his bed in a way they’d never done
before.

“Alpha Jeon Jeongguk from the North pack has asked for you.” Her lips were drawn in a thin line,
and Taehyung couldn’t read the expression in her eyes.

“He’s asked for my what?”

Her lips pursed. “He would like to mate you, my dear.”

Taehyung stared at the floor, unprocessing. This was new. “He’s the best offer you’ll ever get, so
we said yes.”

He dragged his eyes from the floor to stare at her face in shock. Pity. It was pity in her eyes. Pity
and pain.

“I don’t get a choice?”

Sometimes omegas were given choices in their mating partners. Or at least the ability to choose
between a few suitors. With the way she’d started out, he’d thought he’d have at least a chance to
turn it down.

“We want what’s best for you. You’ll be very comfortable and we think you’ll have chemistry.”

Oh, they had chemistry, alright. Jeongguk had caught his eye since he was fourteen; ten years
older with a hard, capable body, wavy black hair, and a handsome face. When he was fifteen, an
interaction at a celebration’s fruit table ended with Taehyung blushing and running off because he
couldn’t focus on what the alpha had asked him and couldn’t control his raging hormones.
Jeongguk’s scent was one of the strongest he’d ever encountered, sultry and arousing yet
comforting. He’s pretty sure that had solidified to not only them but everyone in the vicinity that
there was a one-sided crush.

Taehyung just sighed. It’s not like a completely arranged marriage was an impossibility for him, he
just didn’t think it would actually happen. Sure, he had a crush on Jeongguk, but he would have
liked to have the choice, the agency. “I guess that’s fine. Nothing I can do about it anyway, right?”

His mother sighed as well, squeezing his shoulder as she pulled him into a hug. “I appreciate you
accepting without a fight. I know it seems hard but this will be good for you, sweetie. He’s next in
line to lead the pack, and the current leader is getting up there in years. While ours is young and
mated.” She sighed and pulled back to give him a watery smile, her words having gone thick with
tears. “We just want the best life possible for you,” she repeated.

Taehyung smiled into her hands and nuzzled into her chest like a pup. “I understand. Don’t worry
anymore, momma. I think he’s handsome, anyway.”

She laughed through a sob. “That’s my baby boy.”

✹✹✹

He’d had his eyes on the young omega for a while. He was from a neighboring pack, so yearly
festivities between the two were not uncommon for those who wished to join. And Jeongguk,
along with the rest of the population with eyes (but that pretended not to notice) watched as little
Taehyung filled out his stick-thin frame in all the right places. He was one of the healthiest-looking
young omegas, never left wanting for a meal and it showed on his plush thighs and hips. It was
probably thanks to the same genes his maternal aunt had inherited that he developed sizeable
breasts. To Jeongguk’s dismay, at around 16 he had become conscious enough of them to start
covering up in rather conservative clothing. He smelled good too, sweet and heady.

He wanted him. He didn’t make the move earlier, considering no one could really stake a claim on
anybody until their seventeenth year. Jeongguk thought it was quite unfair, seeing as how going on
scent alone he could have bred the omega at around thirteen.

But he’d wait, he’d follow the region’s norms so he could maintain his respect and power within it.

“I’m here to ask permission to mate your son,” were the first words Jeongguk spoke upon entering
the Kim’s comfortable home. It wasn’t as nice as his accommodations, but they were well-off
within their pack.

He put his traditional fur on the back of a chair and, upon hearing no reply, looked up to see
Taehyung’s father in a state of mild shock, but quickly recovering.

The parents and the older brother discussed his intentions over tea while Taehyung was out. He
told them about his most recent accomplishment, working hard and closely enough with his uncle
to be chosen as the next pack leader, proven by the rapidly-healing tattoos on the back of his hand.

They didn’t want to drag the courting process out longer than needed, and agreed Jeongguk was the
best mate choice for their son. But Jeongguk was surprised when all that was needed to cinch the
deal with no further questioning was a bag of silver and a promise of more. He thought the
omega’s parents would have been more protective of such a sweet young thing, but no. Better off
he take Taehyung now, with an attitude like that from his family.

✹✹✹

Taehyung was surprised how quickly and easily he went. Or rather, how quickly others let him go.
Though no-choice matings were on the rarer side, you almost always had an objection or fight
from someone somewhere. It seemed that either Taehyung wasn’t worth fighting for, or no one
wanted to mess with the young alpha from the pack up North with a bad attitude.

Taehyung was fooled, maybe a little, by his baby face and big eyes, thinking Jeongguk would be
warm and loving. But he was domineering to everyone he met, a dangerous scent and sharper
words. Yet no one could fault him, whether it was discussing the best way to take Taehyung’s
meager belongings on the best route, or that a carcass was being dried improperly - he was always
logical and to the point. Being alone with him didn’t change anything. It was either put this here, or
I’ll take that there, but it was never how are you, Taehyung?

When the alpha first came in to help him move, Jeongguk sat in the desk chair while Taehyung
was on his bed, staring at his swinging feet with a mild blush. Jeongguk was just staring at him,
piercingly, taking him apart, and Taehyung couldn’t look him in the eyes for more than three
seconds, much less start a conversation.

But soon it was let’s get to work, then, and before he knew it Taehyung was on a horse on his way
to his new pack. He hugged Jeongguk’s hard abdomen tightly to have as little chance as possible of
falling off.
They made it to the North pack without any serious incidents, and Jeongguk set him up in his big
house, in his room. Taehyung had only brought the things he loved, thinking they might be short
on room. He was pleased to find more than enough closet space and a big, comfortable bedroom
and bathroom.

They had snacks on the trip so all Taehyung really wanted to do was sleep. As he unpacked the last
of his clothes, he thought about what pyjamas he might like to wear, when he stiffened due to the
scent of alpha clouding his person. He blinked and turned back to see Jeongguk staring at him with
that cold, hard gaze that was much too penetrating for Taehyung’s liking, akin to looking at the
sun.

“You should shower,” Jeongguk said, and Taehyung licked his lips as he finished folding the last
shirt and putting it on a shelf.

He nodded. “That would be nice.”

Jeongguk took a step back and Taehyung finally met his eyes again. “After you,” he offered,
gesturing to the direction of the bathroom while staring at Taehyung.

Taehyung nodded and walked over, taking in the large stone tub and what soaps he might be able
to use to wash his hair.

He turned after a minute when he felt eyes on his back, and found Jeongguk standing in the open
doorway near the sinks, arms crossed.

“Well? Go ahead,” he said with a cool nod.

Taehyung blushed at the implication of stripping for him. “Can you step out please?”

Jeongguk just shook his head. “No. Your next heat, you’ll be my mate. I can see what’s mine,” he
took another step into the bathroom.

Taehyung felt mortified, but he honestly wasn’t surprised Jeongguk was like this after being with
him all day. He supposed they would have to see each other at some point, so he reluctantly began
stripping off his shirt, then the rest of his clothes.

Perhaps it was on purpose, but Jeongguk waited until he was completely naked to come over and
help a bumbling Taehyung with the shower head knob, pushing his hand out of the way.

Taehyung cocked a hip while he waited with an outstretched hand for the water to warm up. He felt
so on display like this, with Jeongguk just two feet away and obviously checking out his body from
head to toe.

After a minute it was warm enough and Taehyung stepped into the tub, no shower curtain in sight.
He had felt a little more confident a minute ago, but now was embarrassed again that Jeongguk
would be watching him wash himself. He felt his face heat up as he fumbled for some shampoo
and soap, working them into his hair and body.

He found himself forgetting about Jeongguk as he read the side of a homemade body scrub jar,
clearly a gift and never used by Jeongguk. He remembered where he was when he saw movement
out of the corner of his eye - Jeongguk sitting on the toilet, eyes dark and fixed below his face. Oh.

He watched as, seemingly in slow motion, Jeongguk brought his hand up to his crotch to palm at
the hard outline of his dick. Taehyung sucked in a sharp breath and turned to face away from him.
It was just too mortifying. He worked on scrubbing the shampoo out of his hair, and getting ready
for the conditioner.

“Your body is so fucking perfect. I can’t wait to fuck you,” came the low voice from outside the
shower. Taehyung faltered as he fiddled with the conditioner jar, feeling on the spot. If he had
some sort of experience, some sort of history with anybody, he would have known what to do.
Instead he just felt silly and exposed, being ogled by some guy he barely knew while he did
something as mundane as wash his hair.

He tried to ignore him again, letting the conditioner sit in his hair while he washed any more dirt
from his body. He was gone when he opened his eyes again but Taehyung shrugged it off. There
were worse ways his kind-of first sexual encounter with his future mate could have gone.

---

Taehyung fell asleep quickly, drained from the day. He was woken up to a pitch black room and
hands trailing along his thighs gently.

“Oh good, you’re up.”

Taehyung made a small noise of questioning before he was pushed over onto his back and
Jeongguk settled atop him. His eyes went wide, heart rate picking up, trying to make out the lines
of Jeongguk in the darkness. He spread his thighs, but quickly learned this was a big mistake.

“That’s right, open up for me, lovely,” Jeongguk grunted as he pressed his face into his neck,
inhaling deeply so that Taehyung could feel the expansion of his chest where it laid over his own.
Jeongguk rocked their hips together, and Taehyung’s hands flew up to grab onto something,
anything, when he felt it - the hard outline of Jeongguk’s cock pressed against his hips.

Words seemed to be stuck in Taehyung’s throat, unable to get out as Jeongguk slid the hand that
was on his waist to his crotch, palming at his cunt. Taehyung didn’t want this - it was too sudden,
he wasn’t ready, he wanted to talk, kiss, know Jeongguk first, and he’d thought he’d have time for
that, but - oh.

Horrified, he could feel himself responding to the touches, getting wet in his panties under his
shorts. He began to get his wits about him and tried to push Jeongguk’s shoulders away, but it must
have felt like nothing to him.

Jeongguk paused his groping for a moment to lean back and strip himself of his shorts. Taehyung’s
eyes had adjusted enough that he could see him moving, could see the moonlight from the clear
night outside reflecting off of his hard chest and abdomen. He did want to touch, but he didn’t want
it to be like this, all rushed and forceful.

“Stop,” Taehyung said weakly as Jeongguk laid himself down again. “I don’t want this right now,
stop,” he pleaded.

Jeongguk just chuckled and kissed his cheek. “Don’t worry, baby, you’re going to love it. I can
smell you getting turned on for me, y’know? You don’t have to hide it, it’s okay, I know you want
me.”

Taehyung whimpered. “Kind of, but not like this, please-”

He cut off as Jeongguk began groping his breasts, kissing his neck. “Got such nice tits, you know
that? Don’t know how nobody in your pack fought me over you, you’ve had this slutty little body
for a few years now.”
Taehyung didn’t know how to respond, didn’t know if he should take that as a compliment or an
insult. Jeongguk seemed to be a creep actually, noticing his body even a few years ago when he
was basically a kid. Never in a million years did Taehyung think Jeongguk would be like this.

“Take off your clothes,” Jeongguk demanded as he leaned back, eyes and hand not leaving his
breast.

Taehyung batted it away, or at least he tried. “No.”

Jeongguk growled and Taehyung could see the flash in his eyes. “You can take them off or I can
rip them off for you.”

Taehyung felt his blood run cold at that. But he guessed he didn’t have any options. He couldn’t
overpower Jeongguk, couldn’t punch him in the face or else he’d receive much worse back. He was
never a spitfire, anyway, couldn’t think of a clever way out of this situation now but he might later.

He sighed and took his clothes off quickly, blushing as he felt the raw, hot skin of Jeongguk’s hard
cock on his thigh and hip.

“That’s it,” Jeongguk said as he supported himself on an elbow next to Taehyung’s head, looking
down at his body in the barely-there light. “So fucking sexy.”

He cupped his breast in his hand before leaning down to lick at the nipple. Taehyung’s breath
hitched, not knowing what he was going to do or what it was going to feel like.

He began to massage it with his mouth, licking around it, giving it gentle nips. When he took the
bud in his mouth and began to suck, Taehyung keened, letting out a high-pitched whine and fisting
a hand in the sheets. It had taken a minute of stimulation, but now he could feel how it was
affecting him, sending sparks of pleasure down to his cunt and making him wetter.

“These are mine,” Jeongguk said as he pulled back for a breath. “Don’t want anyone else touching
them or even looking at you,” he said, then switched to the other breast.

Taehyung could hardly comprehend what he was saying, feeling the pleasure increase in his pussy,
hot and frustrating as he got no stimulation there.

Jeongguk pulled off with a pop, and Taehyung thought he could see a smile in the dim light.
“Perfect,” he said, then leaned down to mouth at Taehyung’s neck and one of his scent glands
again.

Taehyung jolted as his large hand landed on the inside of his thigh, pushing it apart further and
running his fingers through his folds. “See? I told you you would like it. Look how wet you are
already, even after you said no.”

Taehyung didn’t want to admit he was right, but it was kind of hard to do so when the evidence was
right there, the slick sounds of his hand running along his folds so obscene in the quiet air.

He pushed a wet finger into him, making Taehyung moan out despite his protests. He finally felt
like he was closer to that pleasure that seemed to slip out of his hands when his tits were being
stimulated.

Jeongguk rubbed at his clit with his thumb, making Taehyung gasp and fist the sheets tightly again.
Jeongguk snickered, “Look how slutty you are. Don’t worry baby, I’ll make you feel good all the
time, put my cock in you every day.”
Taehyung bit his lip and refused to answer that. Jeongguk added another finger and Taehyung’s
face scrunched up in discomfort, his hole being stretched. Jeongguk began rubbing on his G-spot,
something he was all too familiar with thanks to all the solitary nights the last few years - but it
never felt like this. The pressure, the thick fingers, it was much more than he was ever able to do to
himself. He guessed Jeongguk just wanted him to stop struggling and accept the situation, so he let
his body go lax with a sigh. Maybe Jeongguk would go easier on him if he really wanted it.

“That’s it baby, relax for me, doing so good, you’re so beautiful,” he kissed his cheek again, hitting
the corner of his mouth. Taehyung took a deep breath as Jeongguk worked two fingers in and out of
him. He could smell Jeongguk’s strong scent in the air, tinted with arousal. His smell was almost
like sandalwood, but something darker, spicier to it that Taehyung couldn’t put his finger on. But
his instincts told him virile alpha and his body was responding to it with vigor.

Just when Taehyung was starting to feel close to orgasm, Jeongguk pulled his fingers out with a
wet squelching sound. He leaned over Taehyung and kissed him on the mouth this time, and
Taehyung wasn’t prepared. He sat there slack-jawed as Jeongguk tried to pull a reaction out of him,
finally after a minute responding with a press of his own lips. He felt Jeongguk smile at this and
shift over him.

Taehyung jolted again when he felt the blunt head of Jeongguk’s cock positioned at his folds.
“You ready baby?” Jeongguk asked against his cheek as he ran the head of his cock up and down
his pussy.

Taehyung’s breath was coming fast now, he was aroused but also scared. He was kind of excited to
have sex, as much as he would have liked to wait and build a relationship first. He reluctantly
nodded his head and Jeongguk kissed his cheek again. “Good boy.”

He lined up the head of his cock at his entrance and began pushing in. Taehyung tried to breathe
normally, but the stretch was making it hard. It felt like it was burning, like Jeongguk’s fat cock
might rip the skin of his perineum.

“Ah, ah, go slow,” Taehyung whispered out as Jeongguk pushed in a little too quickly, and
Jeongguk growled but slowed. Taehyung hesitantly brought a hand up to Jeongguk’s shoulder,
feeling the warm skin and muscle there as he braced himself.

Jeongguk went in slowly, and pushed up Taehyung’s leg so he could have more room to move.
Taehyung gasped when he pushed in the last inch and bottomed out, feeling him stretch all the way
to the back of his vagina behind his cervix. His fingers never felt like Jeongguk’s cock did, so thick
and long at the same time.

Jeongguk pecked him on the mouth again then pulled back, drawing a quiet moan from Taehyung
as he felt his heavy cock drag along his walls. He involuntarily squeezed as Jeongguk pulled out,
his pussy not wanting to let him go.

“Fuck, shit,” Jeongguk cursed as he pushed in again. “So fucking tight. Dripping for me, sucking
me in. Knew you’d be perfect.”

Taehyung moaned as he pushed in faster this time, pussy adjusting to the stretch of his cock faster
than he thought it would. As the burn faded he was able to focus on the pleasure. Not just of
Jeongguk’s cock filling him up, but of his hot breath in his ear, his scent gland so close to his face
and exuding pheromones, the weight of his strong and taut body over him. Taehyung would never
say it out loud, but it was kind of hot how he took what he wanted, how he made Taehyung like it.

Taehyung held onto Jeongguk’s shoulder as he crunched his body ever so slightly. The new angle
combined with how Taehyung was squeezing his core was making him moan loader, feeling his
orgasm get closer as his pussy throbbed.

“Look so fucking good, taking me so well, baby. Your cunt is a dream, did you know that?”

Taehyung laughed breathily, barely able to register what he was saying. He spread his legs a little
more, tensing up as he felt pleasure coalesce in his groin.

“Ah, ah-” he wanted to say he was going to come, but suddenly Jeongguk was sucking on his scent
gland and his cock was dragging just right over his walls and he came, head and shoulder hunching
forward as he rode out his orgasm on Jeongguk’s cock.

He was used to having to be quiet when he pleasured himself at home, so no sounds came out as
his cunt throbbed with the waves of pleasure. “Fuck,” Jeongguk cursed, no doubt feeling his pussy
squeeze around his cock. He fell back down on the bed, body lax and panting.

“Did you just come?” Jeongguk moaned out against his ear.

Taehyung nodded weakly, “mhm.”

“Fuck. I almost came too. See, I told you you would feel good, didn’t I?” Jeongguk said against his
earlobe, breath hot against his ear and making him shiver. Taehyung just nodded dumbly again,
feeling like he couldn't even form a single thought.

“Shit. I wanted to hold out for longer but I,” he shuddered out a breath, “I can’t. Gonna come, can
you take it all, baby?”

Taehyung didn’t have time or the choice to answer. Jeongguk picked up his thrusts until he was
pounding into him, his knot swelling quickly. It hurt, burned, as his knot swelled and he pushed it
inside until he was coming with a low groan. Taehyung didn’t know what to expect, not thinking he
was going to be in this situation tonight, but was surprised when he felt the extra volume in his
cunt, Jeongguk’s come filling him further.

When the knot finally subsided, Jeongguk pulled out. Taehyung’s eyes went wide when some
warm come immediately trickled out of his hole. He reached a hand down as Jeongguk laid on the
bed beside him, feeling the sticky hot liquid coat his fingers. It was slowly oozing out and would
probably take a while. He wasn’t sure if he should get up and clean himself or wait for Jeongguk
to tell him what to do. Would he be mad if he washed all his come away?

Jeongguk ended up throwing an arm around his waist and promptly falling asleep, so Taehyung
didn’t feel he had a choice if he didn’t want to anger the alpha. He woke up the next morning to an
empty bed and grossly damp sheets under him. He showered and dressed, and went downstairs to
find Jeongguk. The housekeeper there told him the alpha had already left, with instructions for
Taehyung to wait until he got back.

‘Until he got back’ turned out to be after dinner, when Taehyung had already showered again and
was reading a book in bed. He had tried to help the housekeeper change the sheets, but she shooed
him out, citing threats from Jeongguk.

“Oh good. You’re here.” Jeongguk stripped off his shirt and threw it to the side of the room, then
eyed Taehyung up and down. Taehyung resolutely kept his eyes on the alpha’s face instead of
roving over his hard torso and arms. Jeongguk puffed out his cheeks then sighed, flopping down
face-first on the large bed. Taehyung giggled despite himself, the first playful action he had seen
the alpha do. Usually he was always business.
“Stressful day?”

Taehyung wasn’t sure if he was still mad at Jeongguk or not, but he figured there was no point in it
right now.

“Hmph,” came the noise from the bed.

Taehyung shrieked when Jeongguk suddenly flew out a hand to grab his ankle. He let out another
shout and dropped his book when Jeongguk pulled him closer by a foot, lifting his head to reveal a
devilish smile. Taehyung’s eyes widened and his heart beat faster despite how he didn’t want it to.
Stupid, stupid omega, having a crush on a mean alpha with a big cock.

Jeongguk crawled over him, settling between his legs in a way that was eerily similar to the
previous night. The candles on the nightstand flickered with the movement, casting shadows over
them in irregular ways.

“Just the fucking moronic Siu pack,” he sighed against Taehyung’s neck. “Sorry I couldn’t be here
this morning and fuck you,” he squeezed him tight, “knew I had to take care of business with them
after neglecting it all day yesterday.”

Taehyung’s heart stuttered in his chest and he hated how his pussy throbbed. He was here against
his will, he kept having to remind himself. He did not know Jeongguk and was not in love with
him.

“Gonna give it real good to you tonight, though,” Jeongguk added, kissing along his scent gland.
“You smell really good. You think I should give you a mating bite right now? Lock it down, not
give anyone else a chance to think about it?”

Taehyung breathed a shudder of fear and arousal. “I don’t think… I think it would hurt too much.”

“Alpha.”

“What?”

“Call me alpha.”

“Okay... I think it would hurt too much, alpha. Please wait until my heat.”

“Hm.” He pressed his face further into his neck, and Taehyung could feel the sharp coldness of his
nose digging into his skin. His hand that wasn’t supporting him had found its way to his waist.
Their scents had begun to spike in the air, Taehyung could even smell his own faintly, sweet and
mixed with Jeongguk’s much stronger and headier spice.

“I’ll think about it. Know some omegas who’ve had it done outside of heats, said it’s not that bad.”

Taehyung’s chest constricted. Why didn’t Jeongguk care about him being hurt?

Jeongguk slithered his hand under Taehyung’s shirt at the same time he hitched a knee under his
cunt. “Dun’ matter much to me anyway,” he slurred, “gonna get my cock in you every day all the
same. Could smell you when I walked in, your cunt still smells like mine. Should be enough of a
deterrent,” he sighed as he finally began groping at Taehyung’s left tit.

Taehyung gasped, his hand cold and the feeling unexpected. Jeongguk brought his head up to kiss
Taehyung, surprisingly gently. Taehyung was more prepared this time, ready to respond to the
press of lips as best he could with zero experience behind him.
He was pleasantly surprised to find the sensation nice, especially when Jeongguk started licking
into his mouth. The sensations of his soft, hot and wet tongue and lips against his were just too
arousing. Taehyung gasped into his mouth when he pinched at a nipple. The touch sent sparks of
pleasure down to his pussy, and he bucked his hips, meeting Jeongguk’s knee.

“There we go,” Jeongguk said, pleased, into his mouth as he kept tonguing at it. “Knew you’d be a
slut for me once we got started. Do you know how long I’ve wanted your perfect body?” He
pinched his nipple again, making Taehyung cry out. Jeongguk was a talker, and Taehyung didn’t
know what to say back.

“Couldn’t have you yet,” his breath fanned over his face, a bit sweet but not unpleasant. “Wanted
to breed you for so long. You’d look so fucking good carrying my pups,” he finished, kissing and
nipping at his throat again so they could both breathe.

The thought sent equal parts thrill and dread through Taehyung. He knew some people started
bearing pups at his age, but most waited a couple years for the bond to settle and used herbal
contraceptives in the meantime. Taehyung hadn’t expected this, either. He was young - no, too
young to be bearing pups.

But it seemed Jeongguk didn’t care, with the way he wanted to own his body. “Gonna fill you up
real nice tonight. You want that?”

Taehyung didn’t respond, but he could feel himself, always the leaker, getting even wetter,
possibly even soaking through his thin silk shorts. Jeongguk’s knee was right there, a perfect
surface to grind down on, but he couldn’t find it in himself to do so just yet.

Jeongguk lifted up his shirt to see his breasts. “God, look how good you look with my marks on
you. Gonna keep them on you every day, baby,” he said as he leaned down and took Taehyung’s
neglected nipple into his mouth.

Taehyung had seen the bruises before while showering, an uneven ring of purple splotches around
both of his nipples. They made him blush at the time, unused to the sight and even the idea that
someone could get hickies there.

It was when Jeongguk switched to the other nipple and Taehyung was steadily moaning out that he
gave in and began grinding down on Jeongguk’s thigh. If he angled himself right, he could get the
roughness of his panties to grind down against his clit just right, Jeongguk’s thigh being the solid
plane that it was.

He slung his arms around Jeongguk’s neck as he ground down, panting. Jeongguk popped off his
nipple with a lewd noise, sparkling eyes looking up at him through messy hair.

“Look at you, getting off on me. Must be ready to take my cock, then,” Jeongguk concluded,
pulling back and ridding himself of his pants and underwear.

He pulled Taehyung’s shorts and panties off roughly, and his shirt. His eyes greedily roamed over
his tits as he kneaded them a bit roughly from his spot between his legs, making Taehyung cry out.
It didn’t feel good when it was so rough, but Jeongguk didn’t listen to his cries.

After a minute, he put his hands on Taehyung’s hips instead and leaned down, sniffing over his
pussy. Then, much to Taehyung’s shock, he shoved his entire face into Taehyung’s folds and ran it
up and down with a tongue sticking out. The sensation was unfamiliar but Taehyung would be
lying if he said it didn’t feel good, having the soft skin of Jeongguk’s face and bridge of his nose
dig into his folds.
He was panting by the time Jeongguk pulled away, breathing heavily and face wet with
Taehyung’s slick. “Taste so fucking sweet, omega…” his nostrils flared as used his tongue to lap
up slick on his face.

He came up to kiss Taehyung eagerly, and Taehyung responded in kind, tasting himself on
Jeongguk and groaning.

After a minute, he felt the hot tip of Jeongguk’s cock prod at his folds, and he jumped. “Ah, wait,
a-alpha… can you-” he was cut off by Jeongguk’s mouth on his again, silencing him as he started
to push in. No preparation, no stretching. This is what Taehyung didn’t like - the lack of regard for
his comfort, anything he wanted. It was Jeongguk just taking what he wanted, whenever he wanted
it. And Taehyung felt trapped, powerless to fight against it.

“That’s it, take my cock, baby,” Jeongguk purred as he slid in, the stretch burning for Taehyung
who was wet but not stretched at all. “So fucking tight,” Jeongguk grunted, “it’s like last night
never happened. What a good fucking pussy.”

He pulled out all the way to the tip only to slam back in again, making Taehyung jolt. It didn’t feel
good at all, Jeongguk was going too hard and the stretch was painful.

Taehyung cried out, tears welling up in his eyes, but Jeongguk just silenced him with a hand around
his mouth, kicking his hips into him again. “Shhh,” he said, black eyes roaming over his face.
Somehow Jeongguk still found him alluring even when he was crying and protesting. Taehyung
really was screwed.

After a couple minutes, Taehyung’s pussy got accustomed to the stretch, and Taehyung let the tears
silently fall instead of sobbing. Jeongguk removed his hand and kissed his mouth, the both of them
tasting Taehyung’s salty tears in their mouths.

Taehyung let his hands grab onto Jeongguk’s strong back, the skin warm and muscles rippling. Just
like last night, he let himself relax, hoping Jeongguk would like that and this would be over more
quickly. “That’s it baby, just like that, taking it so fucking good for alpha…” Jeongguk approved.

He started slowing down, and Taehyung’s hands wrapped around his neck, bringing him a bit
closer. Despite how much he didn’t want it at first, it was starting to feel good - really good. And
Jeongguk’s pace was perfect.

Experimentally, he rolled his hips down to meet Jeongguk’s, and they both moaned at the
sensation. “Gonna come on my cock again, baby? Hm, come just for your alpha?” Jeongguk said
lowly in his ear as he pinched gently at a nipple.

Taehyung bit his lip, refusing to say anything, and shook his head just a little. He wanted to get off
now that the opportunity was presented to him, but he didn’t want Jeongguk to think that he wanted
it.

“Mm, don’t worry baby, soon you won’t be fighting it. Gonna be begging for my cock day and
night, and guess what? I’ll fucking give it to you,” he muttered on a particularly sensual roll of
their hips together. And just like that Taehyung was coming, eyes rolling back in his head as his
toes curled.

Jeongguk was muttering something into his neck, lightly mouthing at his scent gland, but
Taehyung couldn’t register any words.

Taehyung came down from his high as Jeongguk leaned back a bit, speeding up the rhythm of his
hips while his knot swelled and stretched Taehyung painfully. His hand came down to hold
Taehyung’s hip still as he pounded into him, watching his tits bounce with the force of it. “What a
fucking perfect body, all for me, gonna knock you up…” he only took a few more thrusts before
his head bowed and he spilled inside Taehyung with a swollen knot. Taehyung cried again at how
much it hurt, he still wasn’t used to that. Jeongguk fucked his come into him, pushing it as deep as
it would go.

He sagged onto the omega’s body for a couple minutes in exhaustion, but then got up and made his
way to the bathroom to clean them up after the knot deflated quickly. Taehyung was grateful to be
clean and would have preferred a shower but thought it was best not to test his luck tonight.

Jeongguk slid into bed beside him and spooned him, his soft cock resting against his ass and his
hand sliding possessively over his torso.

“Could go for another round but I’m kind of tired, aren’t you, princess?” Jeongguk hummed in his
ear, breath fanning over his face. Taehyung nodded, eyes glazed over. Was this what his life was
going to be, being a fuck doll for Jeongguk?

---

The answer to his question came the next morning when he found himself lying on his stomach.
He was trying to adjust to the morning light in the room and also something prodding at his cunt.
He sucked in a sharp breath when he registered it was Jeongguk, sliding his cock up and down his
wet folds.

“Oh good, you’re up,” he muttered, placing a hand on Taehyung’s head and holding him down as
he slid in his pussy. It was wet in the early morning. “Gonna give you my cock this morning, are
you gonna say thank you?” he said lowly, voice still rough from sleep.

Taehyung whined, his head hurting from the pressure Jeongguk was putting on it. He was still a bit
stretched out from last night so he was relieved when at least the stretch didn’t hurt too much.
Jeongguk ignored his whine, fucking his cock in and out of his pussy. He just huffed, “Guess not,
huh? That’s okay, I know you like it anyway.”

Taehyung waited while Jeongguk used his pussy, pounding into him from the back. He wasn’t as
slicked up as he could be, but it was good enough. After only a few minutes, Jeongguk’s breathing
became heavier and his pace picked up until his knot was swelling and he spilled into him with a
low moan. Taehyung hadn’t come and just lied there while Jeongguk recovered.

As soon as the knot was down, he pulled out. Taehyung made to move because he felt gross and
his neck hurt, but Jeongguk stilled him with a hand on his shoulder and one on his hip. He removed
the one from his hip and pulled Taehyung’s bent knee up, exposing his pussy further.

In mortification, Taehyung stilled and let him see. After a minute he figured out what he wanted,
and clenched and unclenched his pussy so Jeongguk could see the come spill out of him.

Jeongguk gave a pleased sound as it did, so Taehyung figured he guessed right. “So good, baby.
Love to see my seed spilling out of you. Only mine, right? Marked you so good, just gotta mate
you-” he cut off, sounding frustrated, which made Taehyung’s brows furrow. But Jeongguk just
sighed, seemingly letting it go. It was customary to wait for a heat, anyway, Taehyung wasn’t sure
why Jeongguk was so anxious about it.

Jeongguk turned him over by pulling at his shoulder, and Taehyung looked up at him with watery,
puffy eyes from the morning. Jeongguk gripped his chin and assessed his face critically. “You’re
mine, right Taehyung? Only mine? Say it,” he demanded, grip tightening.

Taehyung whimpered, “Only yours. Only alpha’s,” he acquiesced, because there was no way out of
this right now.

Jeongguk smirked, “That’s right.” He leaned down and kissed Taehyung so sweetly for how
roughly he used his body this morning. Taehyung responded gently, not feeling too fond of
Jeongguk at the moment.

Jeongguk broke the kiss and trailed kisses down his jaw, neck, and collarbones until he got to his
breasts. He palmed them before leaning down and leaving fresh hickies around his nipples. Now
this did excite Taehyung, and he knew the alpha could smell his arousal in the air by the way he
smirked.

But he didn’t do anything about it, just leaving Taehyung to lie in bed while he quickly cleaned
himself up, dressed, and left the room. Taehyung sighed and pulled himself out of bed, knowing he
would never be able to get back to sleep in that state.

He showered and cleaned his teeth, coming back to see the sheets changed and the bed made
perfectly.

He went to the closet and looked at his meager belongings in dismay. He turned to Jeongguk’s
clothes, his musky sandalwood scent strong in the small space. He picked up a folded T-shirt, soft
to the touch and smelling strongly of Jeongguk’s alpha scent when he buried his nose in it.

He supposed it wouldn’t be so bad to wear something soft that smelled good, so he slipped that on
over a bralette and put on some of his own panties and shorts.

Just like yesterday, the housekeeper, Chaeyoung, had food waiting for him, probably leftover from
Jeongguk’s breakfast, and Taehyung ate it gratefully with a soft thank you.

It was a nice day outside, the cold of winter giving way for something nicer, even this far north.
The greenery around the house was beautiful and Taehyung wanted to walk outside. He got his
pants and jacket on, going downstairs and looking for some proper shoes.

The housekeeper padded up to him before he could find his own near the door. “Oh, you can’t go
outside, Omega Jeon.”

Taehyung looked at her in confusion. Yesterday he had been too shaken up and getting used to
things to want to explore outside, but he didn’t see why he couldn’t if he wanted to. “I can’t go
outside? Why?”

“Alpha Jeon’s orders. He instructed you to only venture outside if it’s with him.”

Taehyung was baffled, and it must have shown on his face by the look on the other omega’s face,
who looked sheepish.

“And if I ignore you?” He put his hand on the doorknob, raising his eyebrow. He was taller and
stronger than the aging omega.

Chaeyoung just pursed her lips though, not looking panicked. “First, I’ll alert him with the bell
system. Second, do you really want to face what will happen to you if you disobey his orders?” She
looked at him with a knowing look, one that said: you and I both know he’s dangerous.

Taehyung assessed her, but ultimately gave up and sighed, dropping his hand. “Fine, then. I’ll just
wait until he comes back. What should I do?”

Chaeyoung didn’t look intimated before, but she looked relieved now. “You can help around the
house, if you want. I can order more books for you if you tell me what you like.”

Taehyung nodded, and asked what he could help with. She was about to clean the bathrooms of the
large house, so he did it with her as she explained things, though Taehyung had a suspicion he was
more of a hindrance than anything.

He felt gross after that so he washed up again and napped in the bed before going downstairs and
eating again. Chaeyoung was pleasant now that he was getting to know her, but she still seemed to
not want to talk with him too much. Taehyung wondered how he was going to make friends if he
couldn’t leave the house.

As evening approached, Chaeyoung left and another housekeeper, Sang, came in after her. It was
just as yesterday, though Taehyung hadn’t been paying as much attention to the schedule
yesterday. Taehyung was sure Sang was there more to watch Taehyung than anything else, as
dinner had already been brought from the village kitchen, so he kept himself entertained with one
of the books next to the hearth.

Taehyung wondered why he needed to be watched like a young child, then remembered the bar on
leaving the house without Jeongguk and felt frustration bubble inside him. He was not a child!

However, any resolve he had made to speak with Jeongguk about the matter was wiped away when
the alpha slammed open the door to the house and took off his shoes and coat, jaw ticking in rage.
His scent made its way over to Taehyung, raw and sharp musk no doubt in anger.

As he made his way over to Taehyung in the living room on the couch, Taehyung vaguely
registered Sang leaving the room.

Jeongguk dropped a knee down on the couch and buried his face in Taehyung’s scent gland,
leaning heavily on him and knocking the breath out of him. “J-Jeongguk?” Taehyung wheezed out,
hand coming out to pet over Jeongguk’s hair despite the hatred he harbored for him earlier in the
day.

Jeongguk just grunted, settling over Taehyung and sniffing into his neck. “What happened?”
Taehyung dared to ask.

Jeongguk grunted again. “Just the stupid Siu pack. We’re getting what we want, but they’re sons of
bitches, all of them.”

Taehyung made a noise of acknowledgement, not knowing what Jeongguk was talking about at all
as he hadn’t brought up this stuff so far.

Then, Jeongguk sniffed deeply and sat up, eyes roving over Taehyung’s face and chest in wonder.
“You’re wearing my shirt…?” He asked, doe eyes sparkling in wonder. Taehyung wasn’t sure how
Jeongguk’s insofar abusive and controlling nature could be overlooked when he became cute in
moments like this.

Taehyung bit his lip and nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed. He wasn’t sure if things like this would
make Jeongguk treat him better or worse.

But Jeongguk just smiled, something small but that grew bigger and he couldn’t seem to help. It
was a handsome smile, cute, even. He buried his face in Taehyung’s neck again, his chest settling
heavily on him. He sighed in happiness. “My beautiful mate. I think I can forget all about today
then, if my mate is so good to me and wears my clothes.”

Jeongguk ran his nose up and down Taehyung’s neck, probably taking in their combined scents.
“Smell so good…” he began nipping at his neck, which made Taehyung jump a bit at first, but he
quickly adjusted.

Jeongguk got bold, widening his jaw and biting down over his scent gland gently, right where a
mating mark would go. Taehyung felt himself tense up, but after a second relaxed into it, knowing
Jeongguk wasn’t going to do anything more, just wanted to tease at a mating bite.

He pulled off with a smirk and kissed Taehyung gently, tasting a bit like sweet alcohol, though
Jeongguk didn’t seem drunk at all.

Jeongguk pulled him to the kitchen and they plated the warm dinner together, then sat at the table
and ate. Jeongguk asked him about his day and Taehyung responded truthfully but didn’t tell him
about wanting to go outside. He didn’t want to reignite his anger.

After dinner, Jeongguk pulled him to the living room again and lit the fire in the fireplace.
Taehyung watched his muscles ripple in his back and arms as he carefully loaded in more logs.

Jeongguk pulled him sideways across his lap on the couch, so Taehyung could put his face in his
neck and Jeongguk could encircle his upper body in his arms. He laid a kiss on the top of his head,
so sweet compared to how he held Taehyung down this morning and pounded into him until he
was filled.

Taehyung felt lulled with the warm food in his stomach, the fresh and musky scent so close to his
nose, and the warm, solid arms holding him tight. He must have nodded off, but when he woke up
he felt refreshed. His legs were folded, up against Jeongguk’s side under a blanket.

His cheeks felt so warm, probably overheated from the fire plus the shared body heat. When he
pulled away from Jeongguk’s neck, the alpha kissed his warm cheek, making Taehyung blush
before he could help it. He stretched his limbs then pressed back into Jeongguk’s neck, feeling
floaty.

Jeongguk ran a hand along his side, firmly and affectionately. He pressed another kiss on top of his
head.

But soon, he was bucking his hips into Taehyung’s thigh, and he could tell he was hard. He
groaned, feeling too tired to have sex.

Jeongguk just kissed him again as he pulled his head away with a hand in his hair, lips pleading but
demanding. “C’mon, baby, I know you can do it,” his voice was so low as he repositioned
Taehyung, and Taehyung didn’t fight it as he straddled him.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jeongguk’s neck, melting into a warm kiss. Despite his initial
protests, he felt himself feeling aroused after the nap, and his pussy being pressed up against
Jeongguk’s hard cock was not helping things.

Jeongguk teased them both, squeezing Taehyung’s ass hard and controlling his rolls, grinding his
cock up against his cunt. Taehyung gasped, feeling the friction so deliciously as his panties rubbed
against his clit.

Jeongguk tugged at the waistband of Taehyung’s shorts, and Taehyung kneeled up to remove them
after a bit of hesitation, while Jeongguk lifted his hips and got his fat cock out. Taehyung was
always surprised at how thick it was, still needing to get used to that.
Taehyung’s palms were sweating a bit, still nervous about having sex with Jeongguk and not
knowing if it would hurt or not. But he figured this was better than refusing Jeongguk and having
him forcefully fuck him anyway.

Jeongguk was kind enough to stretch him out and give him foreplay. He stroked over his G-spot
with a curled middle finger, then went to two. His musky scent wrapped around Taehyung, helping
him put his fears aside.

Taehyung could feel himself getting soaked under Jeongguk’s ministrations, the slick spreading on
Jeongguk’s fingers and Taehyung’s thighs.

That’s when Jeongguk pulled out, slicking up his cock with the liquid. He had pulled up his shirt to
his armpits, exposing his defined pecs and abs, and Taehyung had to admit he looked hot like this.
Dark hair falling over his forehead as he pumped his cock with the shiny slick, his abdomen taut
and biceps bulging as he worked a hand around himself. And he gripped Taehyung’s hip and urged
him forward, lining his cock up with his cunt.

Taehyung sank down slowly all on his own, trying to focus on breathing in and out to offset the
burn of the stretch.

Once he was all the way down, Jeongguk gave him a minute to adjust and didn’t rush him. He
pulled his own T-shirt off Taehyung, followed quickly by the bralette. It wasn’t the sexiest thing
ever and Taehyung was a bit embarrassed that he had forgotten to change into one of his nicer
undergarments. But Jeongguk didn’t seem to care because in the next moment he was playing with
Taehyung’s tits, kneading them under his palms and pinching his nipples.

It worked to distract Taehyung, and he felt himself get worked up again. He lifted up and sank
down slowly again, feeling the slick glide of the hot cock map out every part of his insides.

Jeongguk held his waist, helping him as he bounced himself on his dick, tits bouncing. Taehyung
didn’t know why he was riding him, didn’t know why he was enthusiastic about it, when Jeongguk
had been nothing but mean in the bedroom. But at least most of the time he came, and that was
what he was focused on now.

He felt the burn in his thighs, used to walking and running around his old village but not used to
heavy exercise close to this. Jeongguk must have picked up on this because as soon as he started
faltering and slowing down, Jeongguk was taking control. His big hands encircled Taehyung’s
waist and hips as he lifted up into him from below.

He was able to go more quickly than Taehyung, and Taehyung found he was hitting all the right
places like this. He let out a moan, fingers finding their way to Jeongguk’s hair just to have
something to grip onto and pulling.

Jeongguk moaned with him, apparently liking that. Taehyung hunched forward, feeling his pussy
clench and relax like he was trying to milk Jeongguk’s growing knot into an orgasm.

But after a minute the position did something to him, and he cried out as he came, really clamping
down hard on Jeongguk’s cock then.

Jeongguk moaned, low and rough in Taehyung’s ear, and slammed up into him roughly a couple
times before his knot was swelling fully and he came as well. It was still overwhelming to
Taehyung, putting so much pressure inside such a sensitive part of him, but his body was made to
take it, and Jeongguk’s scent was all around him, lulling him.
They panted and recovered on the couch while the knot faded. Then Jeongguk kissed Taehyung
chastely and lifted him off his cock. Taehyung’s legs felt tired from riding him and Jeongguk must
have noticed how his legs were shaking when he stood, because he picked him up bridal style.
Taehyung gasped in surprise but quickly adjusted, staying quiet as Jeongguk carried him up the
stairs to the bedroom.

For the first time, they showered together, Jeongguk getting half-hard but ignoring it. Taehyung
didn’t need to wash his hair but Jeongguk helped him soap his body, even helping with his feet
which Taehyung thought was sweet.

Jeongguk wrapped Taehyung and himself in a towel and they brushed their teeth together which
Taehyung also thought was sweet and domestic. Maybe life with Jeongguk wouldn’t have to be so
bad.

---

Taehyung’s days with Jeongguk in the North pack went much the same. Jeongguk usually woke
him up by either rutting his clothed hard cock into his ass, or his already wet cock along his folds.
Sometimes the mornings were rough, Jeongguk’s testosterone peaking that time of day and
Jeongguk’s wolf clearly going with it. Other times they were sweet and slow, Jeongguk pulling
Taehyung on top of him to ride him at his pace.

Before bed Jeongguk would fuck him again, playing around with positions. Taehyung actually
liked the couch because the angles and hard places to grab gave him more control. In the bedroom,
Jeongguk had taken a liking to bending Taehyung over the bed after he discovered it made
Taehyung come fairly quickly. A few days, Jeongguk came home during lunch to give him cock
again, usually a quickie downstairs where Taehyung knew Chaeyoung could hear them in the next
room, much to his mortification.

Jeongguk walked with him many evenings, because Taehyung eventually started to feel he was
going stir-crazy. The area around Jeongguk’s house was like he remembered, but it was good to get
another look. Dense, wooded, protected from the main path.

The doctor came to see him after about two weeks, Taehyung only keeping track of the time thanks
to Sundays during which Jeongguk would always stay home, the pack having a collective rest day.

Jeongguk had been asking about his heat, when he was scheduled to have it, and Taehyung could
only reply soon, because it really was supposed to come up soon. His heats had always been a bit
irregular though, so he wasn’t sure of an exact date, more of a month. He told Jeongguk as much,
which seemed to get him off his back, but still the doctor came. Jeongguk told him it was just for a
regular physical to make sure everything was okay, but Taehyung suspected it was to ensure he
was fertile.

The doctor couldn’t do much but examine him to make sure his cervix was normal, check his heart
and lungs, and press on his stomach and uterus.

“Alpha Jeon, everything seems perfectly normal. I would say you’re healthy, honey,” she addressed
Taehyung with a small smile.

Jeongguk grunted. “Then why hasn’t his heat come yet? I’ve been exposing him to my
pheromones quite a bit.”

Taehyung wanted to scoff. Quite a bit? Jeongguk had been giving him his pheromone load two to
three times a day. Taehyung would call it excessive, but clearly Jeongguk had a plan here. Maybe
once Taehyung was mated, Jeongguk would let him out of the house.

The healer smiled, nodding placatingly. “Of course, that will help. Have you considered the
possibility he is already pregnant, then, if I understand you correctly…?”

Jeongguk’s eyes widened, snapping to Taehyung. “No. Are you pregnant?”

Taehyung tried to hide the shock on his face. “No. I mean-” he thought about it for a second. “I
mean, it’s possible, I suppose. I don’t feel any different, though. Is my scent different?” He looked
to Jeongguk.

Jeongguk shook his head, looking at the doctor, face a hard mask of contemplation.

The doctor shook her head slightly, looking between the two of them. “His scent really wouldn’t
start changing until around the three month mark. How about this: if his heat doesn’t come in
another six weeks, we will assume pregnancy. Omega Jeon, you said your last heat was a month
ago?”

Taehyung nodded.

“Then we give it about six weeks. He should be in preheat by then at least. Just watch for any
changes, no matter how subtle. And no alcohol.”

Taehyung shook his head. He didn’t drink anyway, didn’t like the smell or taste.

Jeongguk put a hand on the small of his back protectively as they thanked the doctor and showed
her out.

Jeongguk kissed his forehead. “How do you feel, baby?” His eyes were wide and concerned, not a
look he saw from him often.

Taehyung nodded and looked down, feeling shy with that look directed at him. “Fine. Normal. I
guess we’ll just have to wait and see, right?”

Jeongguk nodded. “Right.”

Later that night, Jeongguk had his cock in him again. It had started as innocent cuddling after bed,
both of them a bit shaken up after the doctor’s visit. Taehyung had felt a sudden rush of affection
for Jeongguk and everything he did for him, caring for him in his house so nicely and seeing to all
his needs.

He had wrapped an arm under Jeongguk’s head as he turned on his side to face him so they were
both on their sides, facing each other. They made out heatedly which turned into Jeongguk’s hands
rubbing up and down Taehyung’s sides and rutting his hard cock into his stomach, which turned
into Taehyung’s shorts being pulled to the side and his leg over Jeongguk’s waist.

Jeongguk was working his cock into him, Taehyung rolling his hips down slightly to meet it. The
slick sounds of their coupling filled the room, Jeongguk mouthing at Taehyung’s scent gland
greedily.

“Think ‘m gonna fill you up even more now,” Jeongguk said, nipping at his scent gland and
making Taehyung whine. “Want you to be pregnant now, want you to be mine now,” he said as he
bit down on Taehyung’s scent gland more forcefully.

Taehyung cried out again. “I am yours,” he pleaded, not wanting to experience the pain of a mating
bite outside of heat.

Jeongguk growled, “Where the fuck are my pups, then, huh? Fucking breeding bitch can’t even do
what you’re good for.”

Taehyung felt his eyes well up with tears at that. He wanted to be good for his alpha. Despite the
sadness, or maybe because of how Jeongguk was comforting him in the next second by wiping
away his tears, Taehyung came without warning, clenching down on Jeongguk’s cock with a cry.

Jeongguk fucked him harder, no doubt leaving bruises on his thigh as he held it tight, knotting and
spilling into him.

---

Jeongguk came home every day during lunch after the doctor’s visit, if not to make sure Taehyung
was getting enough pheromones to trigger his heat, at least to make sure he was pregnant even
before the heat.

Taehyung was helping Chaeyoung carry laundry from the washing room to the living room for
folding when Jeongguk came home, making Taehyung’s heart drop to his stomach. He hadn’t been
kind recently, especially when his pack work was interrupted to breed Taehyung.

The alpha didn’t even take off his shoes or jacket, simply looked at Taehyung with those dark eyes
and Taehyung felt like a deer in the headlights, cornered into danger.

He heard Chaeyoung scamper off as Jeongguk stalked towards him. “Move,” he commanded,
grabbing his arm and pulling him to one of the couches. The laundry in Taehyung’s arms spilled on
the floor and the couch but it was his lowest priority right now.

Jeongguk bent him over the armrest and roughly tugged down his shorts, boxers borrowed from
the alpha, and his panties. He slapped his ass harshly, making Taehyung yell out at the sting.

“Fucking useless cunt,” he spat, grinding his own growing erection against Taehyung’s ass. The
rough jean material felt raw against the soft skin there, especially after a spank. Taehyung just
breathed, trying to calm himself down against the anger and anxiety that made him want to fight
back.

Jeongguk didn’t even pull down his own pants, just unzipped his jeans and moved his underwear
just enough to pull it out. He roughly slammed into Taehyung who was still a bit stretched from
this morning, but would have appreciated being stretched again. He stilled and spanked Taehyung
again, and Taehyung just took it silently, burying his face in a clean blanket.

Jeongguk gripped Taehyung’s wrists in one hand at the base of his spine as he worked his cock into
him. Taehyung was barely wet, making the slide painful at first, but his body eventually responded
to the stimulation and scent of Jeongguk to produce slick.

“Fucking worthless omega,” Jeongguk repeated. “Don’t have a heat for me, don’t have a baby for
me. After all I give you? You’re lucky your body is so good to me. Or else I would have thrown
you out for someone who would have had their heat within three days of being here. Fucking
whore,” this time he actually did spit on Taehyung’s low back, the warm liquid quickly cooling and
sliding unpleasantly down.

Taehyung knew he didn’t mean it, didn’t really mean it, but still the words hurt him. His cheeks
burned as he took the humiliation, not even the good kind that he sometimes got off on. This was
just about how bad he was, what a useless omega he was. Which didn’t make him feel good.
Jeongguk came inside him quickly, knot barely formed, before pulling out then slapping
Taehyung’s ass one more time. Then he tucked himself inside his pants and just left, slamming the
door closed and returning to his pack duties.

Taehyung let the tears fall as Jeongguk’s spit slid down his back and his come dripped out of his
pussy. Thoroughly destroyed, used up by Jeongguk and his cock and words.
 Taehyung Gets Pregnant

A few nights later, Taehyung enacted a plan to scope out his chances of escaping. He had to admit
to himself that Jeongguk had become ruthless, rough and quick with him more often than not and
never sweet or nice. He constantly had hickies over his tits and neck, so that he didn’t even want to
wear a bra anymore because of how much they hurt. He was also going insane without any human
contact beside Jeongguk and his two keepers who he suspected were instructed not to talk to him
too much.

It was a night where Jeongguk was too tired to clean them up after sex, and didn’t want Taehyung
to leave the bed. But the nights were getting warmer, and Jeongguk was sprawled away from him
on the other side of the bed.

Taehyung crept out of bed and held his breath as he silently pulled on a loose T-shirt. He had
learned which steps creaked slightly and avoided the noisy spots as he crept down the stairs. He
didn’t want to risk the noise of putting on shoes so he skipped it and went for the door.

He didn’t necessarily want to escape tonight, just see how far he could get before he saw someone
outside. He never saw anyone during their walks near the house, but down the path there might be
people still awake in their houses.

He held the welded metal of the doorknob tightly in his hand and twisted it, proud when he was
able to not make a sound. The door opened to reveal the black night, the moonlight almost
nonexistent as it was close to a new moon.

He gingerly put one foot on the threshold and moved his weight forward to see out. The path to
town was to the left, Taehyung had walked outside with Jeongguk enough by now to know that. He
wouldn’t be against trying his luck going through the forest, if only he could figure out the layout
of the town somehow.

Taehyung had just put his other foot on the doorstep when a figure appeared in front of him and
made his heart jump out of his chest. He was too startled to scream, but quickly found out it
wouldn’t have made much of a difference. Taehyung could hardly see the person, an alpha, from
what little starlight the sky provided because the house was completely dark. He was tall and had
short cropped hair, and he didn’t look happy. His hand moved to his hip, and Taehyung glanced
down to see a heavy knife sheath resting there.

He got the message - a guard, instructed to watch at night for Taehyung trying to escape and
capture him if he got out.

The alpha didn’t move, and Taehyung took a step back before smelling Jeongguk. More adrenaline
raced through his veins and his palms became clammy as he turned to look at the alpha. He was
also obscured in the dark, but Taehyung could make out his bare chest and pants slung low on his
hips. He could smell the anger, spicy and almost sour, intense.

Jeongguk gripped his wrist tightly, pulling him inside. Taehyung didn’t cry out, was too used to the
pain. Jeongguk grunted a thanks at the guard and slammed the door shut.

He pulled him upstairs, Taehyung calming down slightly after the jump scare but not knowing
what was to come. Jeongguk threw him on the bed and lit a candle. Taehyung watched as his rage-
filled face came into view, his jaw taught and eyebrows pulled back as he concentrated.
He paced in front of the bed, making the candle flicker like it, too, was feeling his wrath. “What
am I going to do with you, huh?” he asked. “Won’t give me a heat, and now you want to run away.
Where were you going to go, Taehyung?” he yelled the last part, making Taehyung flinch.

“I- I just wanted to see outside…” The excuse sounded weak, a lie, to his own ears.

Jeongguk stayed silent, which was honestly worse than him yelling at him because he didn’t know
what he was going to do. “We both know that’s a lie. You wanted to leave. How could you want to
leave me, Taehyung?” he paced again, seemingly talking more to himself now.

“I didn’t want to leave,” Taehyung said, not even feeling like he was lying and surprising himself.
“I just want more freedom, I want to see more of the village, I feel like I’m going crazy…” he
trailed off, looking down at his hands so he didn’t have to see Jeongguk’s face.

After a minute, Jeongguk replied coldly, “Okay.”

“Okay?” Taehyung repeated.

Jeongguk sighed and pressed a finger to his temple. “Okay, after you’re mated, you can go to the
village. If you have a guard.”

Taehyung’s heart soared in his chest and he couldn’t help smiling wide. It didn’t even matter if he
had to have a guard, the freedom would be a million times better than what he had now. No one
usually wanted to mess with mated omegas anyway. He would be even more unappealing as the
next pack leader’s omega, as Jeongguk would probably kill anyone who tried to hurt him.

But then Jeongguk let out a pained sigh. “No, not a guard, I don’t trust anyone enough… just me.
Once you’re mated, you can come to the village with me only.”

Taehyung’s face fell slightly, knowing that that was significantly less freedom, to always be tied to
Jeongguk. But it was still something so he smiled again. “Thank you, alpha, that would be perfect.”

---

In the next few weeks, Taehyung considered asking Jeongguk to mate him just so he could go out
in the town. What was some pain if he got that? But something stopped him every time. Mainly the
doubt that he really wanted to be tied to Jeongguk for the rest of his life and trying to avoid the
permanence of the claim for as long as he could.

But fate had already decided for him. One afternoon, he had just settled down to read in the living
room on the floor, nestled in a kind of blanket nest he liked to make sometimes even before he
came to live with Jeongguk. He felt nauseous for a while and even went to the bathroom a couple
times, sure that he was going to vomit, but it didn’t happen until after about an hour. He felt
relieved from the nausea but much more scared of what this could mean.

Chaeyoung had heard and checked in with him. He played it off, knowing she didn’t really talk
with Jeongguk much and if he didn’t make a big deal out of it, she wouldn’t mention it.

Taehyung spent the day really thinking about everything he ate, but it was nothing out of the
ordinary.

The next day he hid in the bedroom and the nausea came again in the afternoon. He was
fortunately able to avoid Chaeyoung finding out he vomited again because she was downstairs.

After a few more days of that happening, it really sunk in for Taehyung that he was pregnant. His
mind was working on overtime, trying to figure out a way to terminate the pregnancy and escape,
but it always went in circles.

He didn’t know of any way to terminate the pregnancy with any herbs in the house, they were
always provided by a doctor. He didn’t want to harm his uterus or beat the pregnancy out of
himself. He had tried the windows long ago, Jeongguk had put exterior locks on them after
Taehyung’s little stunt, maybe even before that. And even if he could avoid the guard, his only
option would be the forest otherwise the townspeople would catch him. He surely would die in the
forest, as it wasn’t yet warm enough to survive out there without shelter. And he didn’t even know
how to hunt.

He could try to wait until later spring or summer to pull some stunt to escape, but by then he would
be very pregnant. He also didn’t want to risk the health of the baby, as it slowly sunk in for him
that he was really pregnant and would be bringing new life into the world.

He felt truly cornered, but he held hope for two reasons. Jeongguk did treat him fairly well at the
beginning, and secondly, seemed to be very invested in Taehyung bearing his pups.

So he sucked it up, and told Jeongguk one night after dinner. They were on the couch, cuddling. It
was true that Jeongguk had been rougher during sex and less considerate overall, but Taehyung’s
omega recognized Jeongguk as his alpha at this point, and derived so much pleasure from being
close to him and receiving his scenting and kisses during times like this.

“Jeongguk, I wanted to tell you…” they were playing with each other’s hands. Jeongguk’s were
rougher from logging and doing hard work with the other alphas, while Taehyung’s were baby soft
from living a cushy life inside.

Jeongguk hummed, and Taehyung continued. “I’ve been getting morning sickness.” Jeongguk
froze, but Taehyung continued on, “I mean, it’s not actually in the morning. It’s in the afternoon.
But it’s pretty consistent and I haven’t been eating anything strange. And no one else has been sick.
So I think I might be pregnant, but I’m not sure. I was thinking it would be a good idea to call the
doctor to get her opinion and make sure everything is progressing… like, healthily, I guess,” he
finished lamely.

Jeongguk finally moved, gently holding Taehyung’s hand and lifting his head so they were looking
at one another. Jeongguk’s eyes were big, glinting in the light of the fire. “You’re serious? You’re
pregnant?” he asked breathily.

Taehyung nodded, biting his lip and fighting a smile. Jeongguk’s own face broke out into a huge
grin and he tackled Taehyung to the couch - gently - which made Taehyung giggle. Jeongguk
wiggled down his body until he was eye level with Taehyung’s stomach, and lifted his shirt to
mouth at his soft belly.

“Little pup,” he began, kissing right below his belly button. “I’m going to take such good care of
you. And your mom,” he kissed his stomach again and Taehyung looked down at him with
fondness as he played with his hair. Maybe this really wouldn’t be so bad after all.

---

The doctor was ushered in the very next morning, and confirmed that Taehyung’s symptoms
sounded like those of first trimester pregnancy.

The doctor was unable to give an exact delivery date because conception was unknown and
morning sickness could start at anywhere from six to nine weeks, if it did at all. Taehyung had
been at the house for about seven weeks. After inquiring about their sex practices, the doctor
informed them it was possible he became pregnant the first week or even the first night he stayed
at the Jeon residence.

The information made Taehyung blush but Jeongguk looked pleased as ever, keeping a protective
arm around Taehyung and smirking, scent thickening.

Jeongguk still fucked him, but was more gentle, like he was at the best of times in the beginning.
No holding down his head, no spanking or calling him worthless. In fact, sometimes Taehyung had
to ask for him to go harder and faster or else Taehyung would never come.

“Do you want to give me the bite?” Taehyung asked one night after they were cleaned up and
about to go to sleep.

“Hm? Mating bite?” Jeongguk clarified, running his fingers through Taehyung’s hair.

“Yeah.”

Jeongguk hummed. “Won’t it hurt a lot? And you’re pregnant.”

“Yes, but the alternative is waiting until my next heat after pregnancy. That could be almost
another year. I know it’s a hard decision but there could be benefits to doing it now.”

The benefits were wildly uneven, Taehyung could admit that after thinking this little speech
through. Jeongguk would get to stake a claim, and Taehyung would get to go into town with his
controlling mate, finally.

“And, I don’t think it will even hurt that much. You give me hickies all the time, you just have to
break the skin,” he added.

Jeongguk held him tighter and grunted. “I’ll think about it. Maybe ask the doctor. I don’t want to
do anything to stress out the baby.”

The next night, Jeongguk came back to him and said the healer had multiple accounts of people
completing a mating bond during pregnancy and it was not significantly painful and did not harm
the pregnancy in any way.

Jeongguk was willing to do it if Taehyung wanted it, wanting to leave the decision up to him in
case it did affect the pregnancy. He didn’t want to force that on Taehyung.

So after thoroughly setting up a plan, Jeongguk called off pack duties for a couple days before
Sunday.

Taehyung would need a couple days to adjust to the bond with his new mate beside him. He
couldn’t believe this was happening, but he had no other options. Taehyung could say his crush on
Jeongguk had dissipated long ago. He felt comfortable with him now but still scared of his
reactions, like a ticking time bomb with random triggers.

Taehyung supposed the day had arrived, when Jeongguk didn’t wake him with his cock and instead
let him sleep in. He even brought him breakfast in bed.

He didn’t seem under pressure, probably wanting to wait until the cover of night to seal the bond.
The moon had such a sway on alphas like him.

Taehyung spent the afternoon in the bedroom, the most comfortable place for him to wait out the
nausea. He washed himself thoroughly and dressed in some fancy new lingerie. He had been
asking Chaeyoung for clothes from the town since he was unable to go out, and got these ones once
he figured Jeongguk would seal the bond sooner rather than later. He didn’t care so much anymore
what Jeongguk thought, but he wanted tonight to be special for himself.

Jeongguk had gone out for a quick meeting with one of the pack leaders to discuss duties while he
was to be gone.

The sky was darkening, the sun giving way to a comforting clear dusk.

Jeongguk sank on top of him, lying on him atop the clean bed that smelled like their lavender
laundry soap.

Taehyung pet his hair and waited for him to talk. Instead, Jeongguk pulled back and looked at
Taehyung with his big eyes. There was some sorrow there, something sad. They seemed to say: I’m
sorry I’ve been such an asshole. Please forgive me, I’m going to make it different from here on out.

Taehyung didn’t appreciate how his treatment was tied to him giving Jeongguk pups, but at this
point, this trapped, he would take anything.

Taehyung just nodded, tightening his fingers in Jeongguk’s hair and pulling him in for a languid
kiss. He told him: It’s okay. It’s not okay, but it’s okay. Let’s just move forward.

They made out for quite a while. Something sweet and forgiving gave way to something heated,
remembering why they were here in the first place.

Jeongguk ran his hands down his sides, groped at his breasts. He put a knee between his legs,
giving his clothed pussy some friction. Taehyung could feel himself getting wet, dripping, really.

He wasn’t sure he wanted to be tied to Jeongguk forever but his body knew exactly what it wanted,
especially with Jeongguk’s scent thickening all around him.

Jeongguk pulled back and grabbed at his white silk babydoll. “This is really sexy,” he commented,
gaze roaming over his body before locking with Taehyung’s eyes.

“Thanks,” Taehyung said shyly, thumbing at Jeongguk’s wrist affectionately. Jeongguk went in for
another kiss and his hand moved to his folds, palming his pussy over his soft panties.

Taehyung barely held back a moan, wanting to stay quiet. Jeongguk tugged at the hem of the short
dress and Taehyung helped him get it off.

He wasn’t wearing a bra. His hickies had faded to leave, in his opinion, ugly yellow things. Clearly
Jeongguk thought this was a situation to be rectified, because he sucked on his breasts for a couple
of minutes.

It worked Taehyung up further and he was soaking through his panties by the time Jeongguk made
his way down his body.

Jeongguk mouthed over his clothed pussy for a while, wrapping his lips around his clit and
sucking, making Taehyung keen with pleasure.

Just when Taehyung was getting ready to beg him to take them off, Jeongguk removed them
himself. He worked a middle finger into Taehyung, which slid in easily due to how wet he was.

Taehyung felt the pressure increase around his cunt, unable to hold back his moans when it felt so
good. Jeongguk worked in a second finger, tongue flicking over his clit, while his other hand came
up to pinch at his nipple.

That’s all it took, Taehyung came with a small cry, squeezing Jeongguk’s head between his thighs.
Before they started, he wasn’t expecting Jeongguk to focus on his pleasure so this was a big
surprise.

Taehyung went lax on the bed, Jeongguk luckily pulling off and out him at just the right time
before it would start hurting his sensitive clit.

Taehyung welcomed his kisses, and licked his own slick off his face.

The raw soft skin of Jeongguk’s cock bumped against his hip, and to Taehyung’s surprise, he
moaned.

Jeongguk smirked as he pulled away from his neck. “Ready?” He asked. Taehyug nodded despite
his hesitations.

He slicked up his cock along Taehyung’s pussy, and pressed in without too much difficulty.

“Tell me how much you love my cock,” Jeongguk whispered in his ear.

“Ah,” Taehyung moaned breathily in surprise. “I…” he found it hard to say. “I love your cock,” he
whispered.

Jeongguk smiled against his neck and picked up the force of his thrusts. “Louder,” he demanded.

Taehyung groaned, not wanting to say it out of pure embarrassment. “I love your thick cock,” he
said, hoping Jeongguk would be satisfied if he said more. “It’s perfect for me… always makes me
come.” That last part wasn’t true, if Jeongguk was especially rough and uncaring he didn’t come.

Jeongguk grunted. “That’s right. This cock bred you well, too.”

Taehyung moaned at that, his pussy clenching up around Jeongguk’s cock as he slid out. It was
true, and something Taehyung was biologically wired to find attractive. Being bred, and having a
virile alpha breed him. And Jeongguk had shown he was a virile, strong, competent alpha.

“Is your alpha good to you, hm, Taehyung? Tell me,” Jeongguk panted, licking his scent gland.

“Uh…” Taehyung had to focus. “Yes. You’re so good to me, alpha.” It wasn’t true, but at the
moment he could only think of Jeongguk’s ability to care for his physical needs and breed him
well.

Jeongguk grunted, pleased. “That’s right. You’re mine, right Taehyung? Tell me you’re mine,” he
demanded in between pants, pulling back to look at Taehyung out of hooded eyes. Jeongguk’s eyes
were black and glinting in the candlelight. He brought a thumb up to rub over Taehyung’s bottom
lip.

Taehyung whimpered. “I’m yours, alpha, I’m yours.” It was something Jeongguk made him
declare every so often.

Jeongguk nodded, thumb dipping into his mouth to catch the spit collected on his tongue.
Taehyung chased it, feeling fucked stupid by his cock sliding in and out of him so good over and
over again.
“Tell me you love me, Taehyung.”

Taehyung groaned, some part of his mind vaguely registering that this wasn’t right, he didn’t really
love Jeongguk, but a bigger part of him wanting to please his alpha. “I love you, I’m yours, I love
you,” he moaned out once Jeongguk pulled his thumb out of his mouth.

Jeongguk smiled at him, something small and satisfied. “I love you, too, baby.” Taehyung felt tears
forming in his eyes. Jeongguk kissed him sweetly, working his cock in and out of him in tighter
strokes as his knot swelled. “‘M gonna bite you,” he said against his lips. “Mine forever.”

All Taehyung could do was nod.

Jeongguk bent down to mouth along his neck again, nipping gently. Taehyung usually felt scared
when he did this, that he would bite down and make the claim without warning. Now, he knew it
was coming. It felt kind of nice, the press of teeth against his scent gland.

Jeongguk’s free hand that wasn’t supporting him went down to rub circles over his wet clit.
Taehyung clenched down on his swelling cock harder, feeling his orgasm approaching. He was
holding onto Jeogguk’s shoulders and he tightened his grip, feeling his body tense up.

Just a minute more of rubbing his clit and he was coming. Jeongguk used the opportunity to bite
down. He bit right through the soft skin of his scent gland like butter with his sharp incisors.

Taehyung could admit it hurt, but in a way it was also pleasurable. His body could recognize it was
a mating bite from its intended, and flooded his body with endorphins so much that he felt high
from it. Instinctually, he relaxed, body accepting a bite from the alpha that kept him so well.
Jeongguk licked over it repeatedly, sealing it up.

Jeongguk’s knot popped fully and he came at some point, but Taehyung was too out of it to really
register it. He felt floaty and was pleased immensely when Jeongguk cleaned the both of them up
thoroughly.

Taehyung clung to him, not wanting him to leave the bed for any reason. Taehyung threw a leg
over Jeongguk’s hips, resting his head on his shoulder.

They went to bed early, so Taehyung wasn’t surprised when they both stirred awake in the middle
of the night, the waxing moon right over their window like it was blessing them. Jeongguk had
Taehyung ride him, making him do all the work until they both came again.

Taehyung didn’t feel the need to cling to him as much the next day, but was still glad that
Jeongguk had taken some days off from pack duties to complete the bond.

Jeongguk insisted he stay with Taehyung in the afternoon and pushed his growing hair out of his
face when he threw up in the toilet. It wasn’t something Taehyung wanted anyone else to see but
Jeongguk promised he didn’t mind.

After many rounds of sex and a few days, they both felt back to normal and Taehyung’s bite had
healed well enough. Taehyung wanted to go out on Monday, but Jeongguk convinced him to wait
at least a week to let the bond settle and have them get used to things.

Truthfully Taehyung didn’t feel any different, his body just felt a slight attachment to Jeongguk.
Taehyung realized with every passing day that this hole was so deep that he would never climb out,
he would never escape. He needed to accept the way things were and make the best of them, now
that he was mated and with child.
---

The three month mark passed quickly enough. Jeongguk let him go to town with him a couple of
times, but it wasn’t as much as Taehyung would have liked. And he always had to be with
Jeongguk. The town was a small thing, much like Taehyung’s own village, but something about
the North pack had always been colder - fewer adornments, fewer comforts. Just like Jeongguk’s
exterior, they and their town seemed a bit cold and Taehyung wasn’t sure there was a warm gooey
center.

There were always quite a few people in the village, going about their daily activities of caring for
themselves and their children. Taehyung wanted to meet them and they appeared mildly curious
about Jeongguk’s new mate, but Jeongguk steered him away from anyone that got too close.

The six month mark passed easily enough as well. Taehyung’s morning sickness was long gone by
now, for which he was grateful. The con was that he was showing by now, but not by a lot. It was a
subtle bump, something easily enough covered with Jeongguk’s loose shirts or his own dresses.
But Jeongguk loved it, loved running his hands over it and telling the baby how he would take care
of them.

Taehyung spent his time helping Chaeyoung around the house, reading, and taking care of himself.
He loved to take baths to relax, massage his little bump with oils, and talk and sing to the baby any
chance he got. He might be stuck in this situation, but he didn’t want the baby to know that. He
wanted the baby to be loved and to grow up as normally as possible.

He actually enjoyed sex with Jeongguk now, since he was more gentle and caring. He made
Taehyung tell him he loved him sometimes. Taehyung found himself thinking if things kept going
this way, he might mean it for real someday.

The months passed, his expected delivery date coming up before he knew it.

“What kind of crib do you want? Or do you want a bassinet?” Jeongguk asked him one day.

Taehyung made a small noise of surprise from where he was doing needlework on the couch. He
had taken it up to pass the time.

“Oh. Um…” he hadn’t thought Jeongguk would take his preferences into account. He thought it
would be like with the baby’s clothes, just Jeongguk asking for some and giving them to
Taehyung.

“Crib, please.” He thought it might last for longer.

“Okay. I’ll help the carpenter make something nice.”

By the ninth month, Taehyung was big, but not as big as he thought he was going to be. He was
actually worried the baby would be too small, unhealthy somehow.

But as he delivered in exactly what they predicted to be the 39th week, he found the baby to be
perfectly healthy and beautiful.

His contractions had only lasted an hour or two and he gave birth in a gorgeous water birthing tub
at the midwives’ residence. He had only met the midwives once before due to Jeongguk’s
controlling tendencies, and felt lucky they were warmer people than the rest of the pack were.
They helped him bear and move through the pain until he was ready to push. Jeongguk held his
hand silently throughout it all which Taehyung thought was the best possible outcome.
Taehyung hadn’t been too concerned with the gender and subgender of the baby, just wanting them
to be healthy and loved. Jeongguk was overly pleased about the baby being a boy, they would find
out the subgender later, so Taehyung just tried to be happy that he was happy.

After resting for a few hours they offered for Taehyung to stay the night. Taehyung was exhausted
but just wanted to get back to their bed at home. Jeongguk carried him and the baby home even
though he could walk.

The two midwives helped set him up in bed. Taehyung was so happy to sit with pillows
surrounding him and Jeongguk by his feet as he breastfed his baby. He had the littlest nose, lips,
and fingers.

“Can you believe we made him?” Taehyung asked Jeongguk in awe, stroking his baby’s downy
hair while he fed.

Jeongguk didn’t reply so he looked up at him to see him gazing at the both of them fondly. It made
Taehyung smile and his heart warm. “Yeah, it’s amazing. He’s the most precious thing I’ve ever
laid my eyes on, after you.” Jeongguk squeezed his foot and gave him a smirk. Taehyung felt heat
rise up in his cheeks and focused intently on the baby instead, feeling flustered.

“Have you thought of a name?” Jeongguk asked. “I know we didn’t really talk about it.”

Taehyung furrowed his brows. “Hm. I have some ideas, but I wanted to wait a couple of days to see
what he looks like and what his personality is.” Jeongguk nodded and let him be.

Jeongguk turned out to be exceptionally helpful the first week after delivery. As painful as labor
was, Taehyung thought the first week after was also extremely difficult. He had to wear cloth
diapers alongside his baby to avoid getting discharge and blood all over his clothes. His breasts,
though sore before delivery, were also tender now as they adjusted to breastfeeding. Jeongguk had
planned for a midwife to come for most of the day every day which helped Taehyung get some
sleep and set up a new schedule with the baby.

He decided on the name Kyungho, part of it a nod to his late grandmother he had always loved. He
finally started to feel somewhat normal again after a week, his body didn’t hurt so much and he
was having fewer ‘leaky incidents’ as he told his midwife.

Since the baby seemed to be determined to cry at random hours of the night, Jeongguk had a night
nurse come to help with changing, burping and nursing so Taehyung wouldn’t have to be up all
hours of the day.

Jeongguk also didn’t touch him, letting him recover and heal from the birth. The most he did was
cuddle up to him at night but Taehyung secretly liked that, because he had grown so accustomed to
the smell of his mate and feel of his body close by.

One night, about a week and a half after delivery, Taehyung woke up in the dark after tossing and
turning for a while. The baby was asleep, so he clearly wasn’t hungry just then, but Taehyung’s
breasts just hurt so much. Even when he lied on his back, the pain was there, dull and throbbing.
He lifted his hands up to them to knead them a bit, see if he could relieve the pressure. He didn’t
want to wake Kyungho to feed him when he might not even be hungry.

But he looked to Jeongguk to see his eyes were already open, staring at him palming his breasts.
Taehyung could feel himself blush but he still needed help. “Gukie,” he started in a whine.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay, alpha’s got you,” Jeongguk placated as he slid closer to him. He gave
Taehyung a quick peck on the lips before leaning down and ever so gently sniffing his chest, the
tip of his nose barely grazing his thin cotton shirt.

Taehyung was glad Jeongguk had indeed figured out exactly what was wrong. He lifted the hem of
his shirt to his chest and kneaded at his breasts himself, making Taehyung whimper. They were so
tender.

Then, taking a deep breath in, he leaned down and latched on to a nipple, beginning to suckle.
Taehyung let out a noise of shock and relief, glad that Jeongguk was doing something that would
actually help him but concerned about whether they should be doing this.

After a few seconds of suckling, the milk started flowing, and Jeongguk worked his mouth on him
in little powerful sucks that felt so good.

He looked down to see Jeongguk already staring at him, big black eyes glinting in the starlight and
black hair parted over his face.

“Oh, Gukie,” Taehyung sighed out, threading a hand through Jeongguk’s hair. He let his body melt
into the mattress. He tried to soak up that feeling of relief but couldn’t help but notice he was also
feeling aroused. Jeongguk’s scent was so strong around him, and it smelled so good, dark and
potent, erasing all thoughts from his mind. Every suckle from Jeongguk’s mouth was sending
tingling warm sparks of pleasure down to his pussy, making him wet in his shorts. He wasn’t sure
if he should be feeling this way - wasn’t this supposed to be for his baby? Why was it feeling so
arousing?

But as Jeongguk sucked one breast dry and moved to the other one, he slotted a knee right up
against Taehyung’s cunt and Taehyung couldn’t help but moan and bear down onto it, too worked
up with the stimulation. His eyes were closed, head thrown back and he rolled his hips down onto
Jeongguk’s thick and firm thigh, feeling the friction from his sleep shorts on his clit.

“Ah, ah, Gukie, feels good, please-” it felt so good to get this stimulation after not having sex for
what was a long time for them. But the midwives had told them to wait at least four weeks after the
birth to have sex, which made sense because Taehyung was still bleeding intermittently. He
wondered if Jeongguk just wouldn’t care about that, would just move his shorts to the side and
slide his cock in, fuck another baby into him immediately -

Taehyung moaned again when Jeongguk began circling his thumb over his clit, letting him circle
his hips with it. Maybe just to tease him, he pressed his clothed cock up against his clit. Taehyung
wrapped his legs around his hips, pulling him closer by wrapping his arms around his neck. He
ground down, surprising himself with how good it felt. They weren’t supposed to be doing this,
they weren’t supposed to be having sex over their clothes and letting Jeongguk drink his milk but it
felt so good and Taehyung just -

He surprised himself when a particularly sinuous roll of Jeongguk’s hips left him coming,
breathing out a moan in the hot space between their pants.

Jeongguk left his breast, licking up milk, and pulled down his shorts to free his dripping cock. A
minute later he was knotting Taehyung’s hands as he spilled over his mate’s stomach, moaning
with his eyebrows knitted together while his mouth hung open, slack.

“Are you allowed to drink from me?” Taehyung asked quietly in the silence of the dark room after
Jeongguk had cleaned them up.

Jeongguk just huffed. “‘Course. Maybe it’s not common or talked about in your pack, but it is in
mine.”

“Oh,” Taehyung just said, feeling relieved.

 Taehyung Gets Pregnant Again

The weeks passed by quickly, Taehyung honestly not bothering to keep track of them anymore. He
could always ask someone else what month it was. He was healing up nicely, his stomach and
vulva returning back to something he felt more comfortable with.

He liked to wrap the baby up against his chest and take him on walks with Jeongguk around the
house and town to get him in better shape since he felt like he was sitting around so much
following the birth.

“Who’s the baby? Who’s the cutest baby in the world?” Taehyung cooed at his baby after he
finished changing him. Although Taehyung wouldn’t have chosen himself to have a baby so
young, he couldn’t deny his heart grew two sizes bigger with the love he felt for him. He was
adorable, chubby cheeks and limbs and big eyes. He loved to smile and laugh when Taehyung
gave him raspberries on his belly and sang silly songs to him. He was lucky enough to have been
gifted some knitted stuffies. Kyungho absolutely loved a pink deer they were given by Jeongguk’s
uncle, the current pack leader, and his mate.

He was singing a song while rocking the baby on the rocking chair, loving the milky, calm smell
of the baby and his room. But he had to stop singing when his stomach started cramping up
terribly, leaving him a bit breathless. They felt similar to the preheat pains he had gotten like
clockwork before heats since he was about thirteen or fourteen, but it had to be something else.
Something he had eaten, or his body adjusting to post-delivery.

But no, to his concern over the next week he felt other symptoms that reminded him of preheat,
like increased hunger and thirst, and feeling a lot more tired. So much was up in the air so soon
after delivery but he couldn’t help but think it was too similar to his preheats.

“Is something wrong? You smell kind of different,” Jeongguk commented one night as they were
snuggled up in bed. Taehyung could feel his heart rate pick up, and was sure Jeongguk noticed it.

What’s the point of lying to him, Taehyung thought. It’s not like Jeongguk didn’t know everything
that happened with his life now or that would happen to him soon.

“I… I don’t know. I think I might be going into heat. Or preheat. I shouldn’t be, but it feels too
similar, I can’t…” he whispered as he trailed off, not knowing what to say.

“Oh?” Was all Jeongguk said, squeezing Taehyung’s waist tighter, but Taehyung could tell he was
very interested.

“Yeah, it could be something else, I don’t know. So we’ll just have to wait and see,” Taehyung
said, wanting to sound sure of himself but not sure if it came across that way.

Jeongguk let it go but over the next few days he took more time in scenting and sniffing at
Taehyung. The doctor came, also taking her own scent assessment.

“I’m pretty sure he’ll have a heat,” Jeongguk said, squaring his shoulders. “The scent…”

“I agree with you,” the doctor nodded. She pointedly looked at Jeongguk. “It’s safe to be with him
during his heat, but you can’t be too rough,” she said with a firm set of her lips. Taehyung
wondered how much she knew, how much the whole village knew.

Jeongguk had missed his last rut as his cycle had synced up with his mate’s pregnancy. It was
possible he would go into rut as well, but only time could tell.

Taehyung kept his head down while Jeongguk swore of course I will, and that was that. A few days
later it started in the night as it usually did for him, so by morning he was leaking and feeling that
familiar hunger for a knot. It was early, the light coming in from the curtains dim and blue, but
Jeongguk was up at his slightest movement anyway, scent spiked and ready to provide for him.

He fucked into him slow, Taehyung’s pussy squeezing around him. They both sighed when he was
buried to the hilt, Taehyung feeling like the ache from emptiness was relieved.

“God, fuck, Tae, have my pup and you’re still this tight. Made for my cock, mm?” Jeongguk was a
talker, even tired at the crack of dawn.

He came quickly, too worked up from not having sex in so long and feeling increasingly aroused
throughout the night. Jeongguk turned them around and laid Taehyung on top to knot him, the
engorged flesh fitting snugly in his wet cunt and stretching him just the way he needed it. His walls
squeezed around it involuntarily, causing another orgasm helped by Jeongguk circling his clit with
a wet thumb. It felt so good, Jeongguk dumping his hot come in pulses that he could feel into him,
their sexes both rhymically working in tandem to create another baby, to breed. He could feel the
tip of Jeongguk’s fat cock so deep inside, spilling basically right into his womb. It felt good and he
moaned, throwing his head back.

Jeongguk’s pants also filled the room as he squeezed his waist tightly, possessively. “Come here,
omega.”

Taehyung obeyed, leaning forward and letting Jeongguk kiss him sloppily. He made his way to his
neck, mouthing at the mating bite and biting down gently. It made Taehyung moan again, wanting
to work himself on his cock but he couldn’t move due to the knot.

He didn’t know how he fell asleep but he woke up in a daze on his back, legs spread
uncomfortably wide. In the state between sleep and wake he didn’t know where he was, the scent
was so strong. Jeongguk’s head was bowed downward, watching himself as he stroked his cock in
and out of Taehyung’s puffy pussy.

Taehyung watched him silently, the dark hair contrasted against his pale skin with a few scars over
his shoulders and bulging biceps. His abs contracted as he fucked in and out of him, his breathing
heavy and sending shivers down his spine.

Taehyung bent his legs to get more comfortable and brought a hand up to Jeongguk’s hair,
scratching at his scalp. This made Jeongguk realize he was awake and look at him. His eyes were
glazed, nostrils flared. Rut, no doubt.

“Hi, baby,” Jeongguk said as he leaned down to kiss him. It was nice, sweet. “Sorry, I’m so sorry,
baby,” he said as he hid his face in his neck, sounding genuinely upset.

“No, shh, it’s okay, alpha, it’s okay,” Taehyung soothed, scratching at his scalp some more. “You
couldn’t help it just like I couldn’t. Don’t apologize, shh.”

Jeongguk sniffed and mouthed at his mating bite as his knot started to grow, making Taehyung see
stars from the pressure of it. It was lucky he was so wet. He brought his own hand down to get
himself off just as Jeongguk started to lock inside him, pushing his pulsing hot cock in far and
hard. He rutted into his cunt desperately as he found his release, Taehyung starting to see the
effects of the rut when he wasn’t holding back so hard.
“I’m sorry-,” he choked out, but Taehyung just shushed him.

“It’s okay, baby, it doesn’t hurt,” Taehyung said between pants, still coming down from his orgasm
even as his pussy locked and pulsed around Jeongguk’s knot. “Feels good, you’re so deep
inside…” He admitted.

While they were locked Jeongguk relieved the pressure on his tits by drinking his milk. He had
stored extra breastmilk for the nurse to feed the baby so they didn’t worry about saving it now.
“Best fucking thing I’ve ever had in my life, you’re so perfect,” he praised, making Taehyung
blush. He could taste himself on his tongue usually, sweet but thick like milk from nuts.

And the heat went on like that. For the sake of his recovering uterus Jeongguk really did try to
reign himself in and Taehyung was relieved by that. But sometimes the rut got the best of him,
momentarily clouding his judgement and letting him slip into a breeding haze.

“So fucking good,” he muttered while pounding into Taehyung as he lay on his front, supported by
his knees but his face was resting on the pillows. “Fat ass bouncing like that on my cock.” He ran a
hand down his curves, stopping to grab a fistful of an asscheek. “That’s right, omega, take it like
that. Gonna get you pregnant with my pups. So good for me, giving me nice healthy pups. How
many can you take this time? Can you give me two, hm? Fucking breeding bitch.”

Taehyung cried out, the talk of pups getting to him in his heat-addled brain state. “Please, alpha…”
he didn’t know if he was begging for pups or begging to come.

“Mm, that’s right. Gonna fucking knock you up. Gonna fuck another baby into your, ah, fucking
perfect body, ah-” and his knot was filling, Taehyung whimpering as his cunt pulsed and locked
around it like a vice grip. Jeongguk held his head down as he shallowly fucked his cock into him in
the short bursts it took to ride out his orgasm.

Towards the end, Jeongguk’s rut had faded out, typically shorter than heats and only lasting a day
or two. Taehyung had a bit of heat left, he could tell by how wet and warm he was getting, so he
climbed atop Jeongguk where was dozing against the headboard.

He woke up as Taehyung palmed at his hardening cock, no doubt responding to his omega’s spike
in pheromones.

Taehyung rode him in the quiet of dusk, their pants and moans filling the space between their
mouths. Like this, Taehyung was happy to be here. Mated and pupped to a strong, handsome alpha,
who provided for all his needs. Nothing else mattered. He rode him like it was the last chance he
would get to be bred, rolling his hips and not caring how much his tits bounced. Jeongguk palmed
at them and pinched his nipples, which hurt but sent a wave of pleasure through him. He palmed at
his ass and helped him bounce on his cock, bucking up into his body as his knot grew. “So good on
my cock, fuck, Tae…”

Taehyung moaned. “Yeah, like that, c’mon, wanna have your pups again.”

“Oh fuck, babe,” Jeongguk groaned out. “You like that?” Taehyung whimpered and nodded. “You
like when alpha breeds you good?” Taehyung whimpered again and ground down on his cock,
pulling at his hair just a bit. “Can always breed you, so fucking hot, perfect slutty body…” he
grabbed Taehyung’s shoulders from under and pushed him down on his cock. Taehyung rolled his
hips down in sync and milked his knot for all he was worth. He was so sensitive, so worked up,
that he came just from the feeling of Jeongguk’s thick cock reaching so deep inside him, pulsing as
it spurted out come and fucked it deep into him.
---

Everyone expected it but Taehyung was still surprised when he got similar pregnancy symptoms
about two months after his heat, vomiting uncomfortably almost daily in the afternoons or
evenings. He was able to tell the healer soon enough and she gave him some herbs that helped, but
he still wished he could avoid it altogether by not having a baby for a while. But he didn’t even
feel that was up for discussion with Jeongguk.

He still breastfed his baby, and tried to think of someone in his pack that had become pregnant
when they had a four month old, and couldn’t. Maybe it was normal for the North pack.

Still, life was good. Jeongguk was gentle with him during pregnancy, during sex and otherwise.
Maybe Taehyung couldn’t tell him how he really felt - overwhelmed, coerced - but he could always
lean his head on his shoulder and feel loved.

Jeongguk’s idle comment about giving him two babies had stuck in Taehyung’s head as a worry
and like fate, he started showing sooner and was a lot bigger at the six month mark than with his
first pregnancy. As soon as Jeongguk could hear the heartbeats, there were two.

“I believe you are carrying twins, Omega Jeon,” the healer said with a bright smile as she palpated
his stomach.

He smiled tightly and caressed his pregnant belly. “Yeah, we figured that one out.”

The doctor gave a kind smile. “Don’t worry, it won’t be too uncomfortable. Your body is designed
to handle this. And if it does get too bad, we can put you on bed rest and I can give you some teas
that will help.”

He just nodded. There was nothing he could do now but accept it. He was sure he would love his
babies no matter the toll it took on his body.

---

Life was hectic after the birth of the twins - fraternal, one boy, one girl. Taehyung needed extra
help taking care of two tiny twins and also caring for Kyungho who had grown bigger but still
needed breastfeeding. Or at least, Taehyung wanted to breastfeed because he knew it would make
strong, healthy pups.

Luckily Jeongguk was always good about asking for help from midwives or other nurses in the
town. Taehyung was on friendly terms with them but he had a feeling Jeongguk warned them to
keep their distance because they never seemed open to talking about deeper topics or spending time
together outside baby duties.

Taehyung was surrounded by people but still felt so alone. He wished he had his mother here to
comfort him and who he could tell all his secrets and deepest fears to. But she was following the
custom of allowing Taehyung a new family to grow and not interfering with that which Taehyung
had to respect.

As he expected, carrying and giving birth to twins was definitely hard on his body, and Jeongguk
again gave him space after the birth. They still made out and Jeongguk would come on his stomach
or even his face after Taehyung sucked his cock. But Taehyung didn’t initiate his own pleasure so
Jeongguk didn’t push it.

But one day, Jeongguk must have decided he had had enough of waiting. Taehyung was folding
some of their clothes that had come back from washing and drying. He was thinking about whether
he should ask for bigger clothes for his girl Seungha when he smelled Jeongguk, strong
sandalwood and musk right behind him. He must have just gotten back from helping around the
village.

He was about to turn around and ask what he wanted when the alpha ran the tip of his nose up and
down Taehyung’s neck, taking in his scent. He stilled.

“Jeongguk…”

He just heard a low rumble in response right next to his ear, making him shiver.

It seemed Jeongguk would be in one of those moods where he would just take and take and take,
not caring about Taehyung in the slightest.

“Been long enough,” he said gruffly as he pushed Taehyung’s head down onto the bed. Taehyung
shook out a sigh, adrenaline starting to pump through his veins at the sound of his mate’s belt.

“The twins…” Taehyung said lowly. They were supposed to be napping but could wake up any
minute now.

“I locked the door and I’ll be fast,” he grunted as he pushed his jeans down to above his knees.

He did the same to Taehyung and once he had his hands free, wrapped one tight around
Taehyung’s hip while the other one fucked two fingers into his wet cunt. Taehyung cursed it; he
felt like any objection he uttered would be laughed at in the face of his responsive body.

But he couldn’t deny, as Jeongguk pushed his head into the mattress and fucked his thick cock into
him - it felt so good. The thick, slick head stretching him open, the hot and heavy weight of his
cock filling him up from all sides and hitting his womb at the back.

Taehyung panted into the sheets as Jeongguk lifted his hand from his limp upper body in favor of
holding both hips and fucking into him deeply. The sound of skin slapping could be heard on every
thrust.

“God, your ass has gotten so fucking fat.” He squeezed a cheek, shaking it a few times. Taehyung
stifled a moan. He felt like he couldn’t think much past Jeongguk’s thick cock sliding over his G-
spot over and over and the subtle tightening in his belly. He wished it was under his own
circumstances, he wished Jeongguk’s hands didn’t leave bruises on his hips, but he couldn’t deny
he missed this. The stretch of his cock and his pheromones bursting in the air, wrapping Taehyung
up in warm sandalwood and filling his body with pleasure.

“So good for me, giving me pups and a fat fucking ass and big tits. Gonna give me some more,
hm? Be good for your alpha?”

Jeongguk seemed insistent, and Taehyung didn’t want to face the aftermath of a rejection. He
moaned, “Yeah, wanna be good for you.”

Jeongguk huffed, slamming his cock in hard and grinding it in there. “That’s right. This body is
mine, wanted you for years and now you’re mine. Say it, say you’re mine and you love me.”

Taehyung’s moans became staccato with how hard and fast Jeongguk started fucking into his cunt.
“Ah, ah, ah- I’m yours, please, I’m yours, and… I love you, I love you-”

Taehyung felt like he wanted to cry because his thrusts were so intense, but it felt so good, felt like
he was getting so deep inside.
“Fuck, gonna make me come,” Jeongguk grunted and a minute later, his knot swelled and he
spilled deep into him. Taehyung didn’t come, but it didn’t matter, because Jeongguk wasn’t done
with him.

Before bed that night, Jeongguk ripped off his shorts and pulled his leg to the side. He rolled his
hips, fucking his cock into him at an even and deep pace. Taehyung couldn’t help wrapping his
arms around his neck, squeezing his pussy tight with his rhythm and fucking himself back on his
cock. He didn’t care that he was tired and didn’t want this, he just wanted to come.

Their hot breaths filled the quiet air of the bedroom and Jeongguk suckled at his mating bite. He
brought a thumb down to circle his clit and Taehyung let out a gasp because it felt so good.
Jeongguk’s cock filling him up, the alpha rubbing at his clit, and giving long, heavy sucks of his
neck into his mouth, sending heat to his cunt. His orgasm hit quickly and he moaned loudly, not
even caring about waking the babies up. He hadn’t felt this good in months and it felt like
Jeongguk was reclaiming a space inside him, molding his pussy to his big cock. He felt so full
when Jeongguk’s knot inflated, locking them together and making them both moan.

Jeongguk suckled on his shoulder and Taehyung wrapped his legs around his hips, feeling the wet
knot shift inside him.

They separated during the night but Taehyung was woken at dawn by Jeongguk sliding his cock
inside him again. He was on his stomach on the mattress and he just pressed his face into it, half
asleep as Jeongguk worked his morning wood into him and filled his cunt with his seed.

Typical of when Jeongguk was determined to impregnate him, he filled his womb as much as
possible. A few nights later they were sitting on the couch after the babies had been fed and put to
bed. Taehyung had his legs over his lap while Jeongguk rubbed his back. With the fire and his
mate’s soothing touch, he was close to falling asleep. His days were always so busy, taking care of
a busy toddler and twin babies.

But Jeongguk rearranged him like a rag doll until he was straddling his lap which woke him up. He
was wearing his loose shorts, so Jeongguk ran firm hands over his thighs and ass while Taehyung
buried his face in his neck. There was something still so intoxicating about Jeongguk’s
pheromones, a musky mix that soothed him and made his body loose and pliant, while also
lighting something up inside him.

Jeongguk gripped both cheeks possessively, a rumble starting in his throat. He vaguely wondered if
his rut was close by the way his scent felt so strong. Jeongguk coaxed his lips up and licked his
own before diving in to taste Taehyung’s. He let himself relax into it, his arms falling over his
shoulders loosely, whole body slumping to the side in pliancy.

Jeongguk wrapped his arms around his body and pulled him in close, their chests pressed against
each other. So close that Taehyung could feel his hardness rub up against his clothed pussy. He
moaned at how good it felt.

“C’mon,” Jeongguk goaded on as he grabbed Taehyung’s ass again and forced his hips to roll. He
gave into it, grinding them on top of his cock over his soft sweatpants.

It lit a fire inside him, Jeongguk’s thick hardness rubbing all the right places through their clothes.
Jeongguk slipped his hands under his T-shirt, rubbing his sides and back firmly with his large,
warm hands. Jeongguk sucked as his mating mark as he squeezed his breasts, Taehyung’s back
arching into it with how good it felt.

“Always a little slut for me,” Jeongguk rumbled against his neck. “Only me, hm?”
He was panting, feeling Jeongguk’s hands run down his back to palm at his ass, fitting his hot
pussy in place over his dick. “Answer me,” he growled, slapping his ass.

Taehyung whimpered, and tried to remember what he was asked. “Yes, only yours,” he quickly
said as soon as he could remember.

Then Jeongguk was moving his shorts to the side, and running his fingers through Taehyung’s
sopping wet folds. His eyes were dark and hooded as he watched his own fingers. Taehyung’s
fingers curled into the hair at the base of the alpha’s neck. He worked him open, got him ready to
take his knot, though Taehyung was sure he could take it without prep by now.

Jeongguk stripped his own T-shirt off, tossing it to the other side of the couch. Taehyung’s pussy
got even wetter as he lifted them both up to pull his sweatpants down to his thighs, his cock
bobbing obscenely before landing with a wet smack against his hard stomach.

Taehyung ran his hands down his neck and shoulders, feeling how broad and corded with muscle
they were. It had already been a couple of years since Taehyung was taken here, years of more
hormones being pumped through Jeongguk’s body. It left him broader, sturdier, an even more
suitable mate. Taehyung knew that - objectively - he was lucky.

He ran his hands over the firm swells of his pecs, his trim and muscled abdomen. Objectively,
Taehyung was lucky, and Jeongguk was hot, but he wondered if he could say the same about
himself anymore. Two pregnancies and three children had left his body thicker and plumper in
some places, saggier in others. Though he was only almost twenty, and better off than others,
sometimes he worried about it.

Jeongguk lifted the hem of Taehyung’s shirt up, fitting his mouth around a nipple. Taehyung held
his head close, moved his body until his plush stomach met Jeongguk’s hard one.

“Jeongguk,” he whispered. Jeongguk grunted, and pulled off with a bit of teeth to look at him. His
eyes were dark, large and sparkling in the firelight and Taehyung was reminded of a time before
the kids when Jeongguk looked up this same way at him.

“Do you think I’m… I mean, I’ve had three kids, and my body isn’t what it used to be…” he found
it difficult to look into his eyes, and looked down at his chest instead. “Just sometimes I find it hard
to think that you still…” It seemed he couldn’t come up with the words he wanted to say.

Jeongguk made a small noise of confusion. “That I’m still, what, attracted to you?” He asked.
Taehyung only bit his lip, shy, and Jeongguk continued, scoffing. “Of course.” He bucked his hips
up slightly as if to highlight his erect cock. “I’ve told you, I love how fat your tits and ass are. And
thighs,” he palmed at them, “and tummy. Not that you’re too big, just that I like a little meat on
your bones.”

He leaned close to his ear, and wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s back like a vice grip, bringing
him close until his wet pussy was over his cock. “You know why, pretty angel?”

Taehyung shook his head.

“Because that means you’ll carry my children so well, be so healthy for me. And you know what
this means?” He pressed a hand up against the plushness of Taehyung’s tummy, still recovering
from the stretch of a twin pregnancy. Taehyung whimpered, shaking his head. He felt so
vulnerable. He shouldn’t have said anything.

“This means you’ve already given me three strong pups and your body is ready to give me more.
Hm? I’ve wanted you since the minute I laid eyes on you. You’re my mate, and I’ll always want
you.”

Taehyung nodded, feeling tears form in his eyes. When Jeongguk was so sweet to him like this,
sometimes he questioned whether anything Jeongguk had done was against his will. Omegas
should do what their alphas want, so anything Jeongguk wanted was good, right?

Jeongguk kissed him, urgent and deep. Jeongguk grabbed his cock and lined it up with Taehyung’s
entrance. He broke the kiss and leaned back to watch himself sink inside Taehyung, and Taehyung
watched through misty eyes his focused and dark expression.

Jeongguk sucked on his tits as he adjusted, even getting some milk and telling Taehyung again how
good he was for him, feeding his pups and even him so well. Then he was fitting his big hands over
Taehyung’s hips, and forcing him to bounce on his cock like a good omega.

Taehyung took over, keeping his shirt up by putting the hem in his mouth and putting his hands on
Jeongguk’s shoulders. Jeongguk watched him with lustful eyes as he sank down over and over
again on his thick cock, feeling so good inside him. He moaned around the wet fabric, not even
caring that his tits were bouncing almost painfully up and down.

“Yeah,” Jeongguk grunted as he groped his waist and tits. “Just like that, fuck. So good, baby.”

When he got tired, pace slowing down, Jeongguk began thrusting up into him, pounding his cervix
deep inside. He moaned again, hoping he wouldn’t wake up the babies.

Jeongguk’s pants and moans right into his ear were turning him on so much, he felt like he was
going to come before his knot even swelled inside him. Jeongguk rubbed at his clit, whispering
filth in his ear. “You like that? You like it when alpha breeds you good every day? Are you
already knocked up again or will you be tonight? You know you need to serve your alpha baby, be
good for me.”

Jeongguk’s thumb was rubbing circles perfectly over his clit, and his cock was seemingly filling up
every empty spot inside him, hot and perfect. He came hard, clenching around his cock and
keening forward.

Jeongguk only sped up, feeling how he tightened around him. “That’s it, fucking love it when you
come on my cock. Feels so fucking good, come on, give me another one-”

He was going faster, pistoning his hips into him so their skin slapped wetly together and the noises
filled up the whole room. Jeongguk’s knot filled and stretched his pussy, feeling painful but so
good. He came with a broken moan into him, filling his womb straight up with all his seed. It
always made his pussy feel so hot, his pulsing cock deep inside him, knot huge and stretching his
walls, and his hot cum filling his insides in thick ropes. His pussy clenched rhymically around his
swollen cock, and he came painfully, the sensation too much to handle.

He rested his head on Jeongguk’s sweaty shoulder as they breathed and came down, feeling
Jeongguk’s cock still pulse rhythmically inside him. The seed dripped out of him, dirtying their
bodies and their couch.

---

Taehyung wasn’t surprised when Jeongguk’s rut hit the next day. He had all the symptoms -
aggression, increased sex drive, swollen balls, massive cum loads.

And no one was surprised when he was pregnant again, and delivering his fourth baby, a sweet
son, in just over three years since he’d been with Jeongguk. But luckily the twins were getting older
with a more regular sleep schedule, and the oldest was almost ready for preschool.

“Jeongguk, I want to wait until I get pregnant again. At least a year, alpha, please. Since I’ve been
here it feels like I’ve always been pregnant and it’s been really hard on my body,” Taehyung
announced one night in the kitchen.

It took a lot of courage for him to open up to Jeongguk about how he feels and ask to not be
pregnant again. Jeongguk had been sweet and kind often enough in the past that he thought his
request would be taken seriously. It was three months after his youngest’s birth, and he knew this
was the time Jeongguk usually wanted him to get pregnant again.

But he had looked up from where he had been writing in documents on the kitchen table, his jaw
clenched and muscles working furiously. “Excuse me, what did you say?”

There was no ‘baby’, there was no ‘my omega’. No sweetness to be found, and Taehyung quickly
realized he had made a mistake. “I- I just… please, alpha, I just wanted…” but he couldn’t even
look him in the eyes anymore, because his glare was so furious, his jaw ticking in rage. His scent
spiked around them, strong and unpleasant.

“You just wanted?” He growled. He grabbed Taehyung’s arm roughly and pulled him up the stairs,
Taehyung tripping and hurting his shins with how fast they were going.

“You wanted fucking nothing. You’re my omega, so you do what I say, do you understand me?”
He was saying as he pulled Taehyung roughly up the last steps and opened their bedroom door.

He threw him inside, Taehyung crying out and catching himself on the bed. He had to stay quiet,
he just put the babies to bed and he didn’t want them waking again. But his arm hurt so much from
how tight Jeongguk had gripped it.

He fought tears as Jeongguk approached him, that murderous look still in his eyes. His scent was
only getting stronger and he was getting angrier. “You’re my omega,” he enunciated, stepping into
Taehyung’s space where he was cowering against the bed.

“You’re my omega, and my mate. You’re my breeding bitch and I can do whatever I want with
you. Your slutty body,” he pushed Taehyung’s shoulder so he fell on to the bed, “is mine. I own
you.”

He roughly pulled down Taehyung’s loose pants and underwear, exposing his cunt. “This is mine.”
He took off his shirt so quickly, Taehyung could hear stitches breaking. He slapped his tits
roughly. “These are mine.” He pushed him down until he was flat on the bed and began unbuckling
his belt.

Taehyung tried to cover up his body but Jeongguk gripped his wrists tight and pinned them to the
bed. Taehyung cried out, sure he would have massive bruises or Jeongguk would break something.

“Your whole body is mine, and I can do whatever I want to it as I see fit. I will breed you whenever
I want, as much as I want. Do you understand me, Taehyung?” He gripped his chin and forced
Taehyung to look at him through watery eyes.

Taehyung whimpered and nodded. “Yes, alpha, I understand.” He would never ask anything like
this from him again. It was good enough that Jeongguk waited three or four months after delivery
to knock him up again, and gave him the help of caregivers. He should never have been so greedy
as to ask for more.
“That’s fucking right.” He slapped him across the face, and Taehyung hadn’t seen it coming at all.
His cheek stung, would maybe form a bruise, and his head lolled to the side. He dazedly looked at
the pillows on the head of the bed, unseeing and in shock.

He heard Jeongguk’s belt jingle again as he freed his cock, and then his body was being pulled
down to meet the alpha’s hips. He wasn’t wet at all, but Jeongguk pushed his hard cock into him
anyway. It burned excruciatingly at first but soon enough his body reacted to the scent of alpha, of
mate, and slicked up his entrance to an obscene degree.

Jeongguk just laughed. “See? Look at that. Your body is mine through and through. Anything I
want, it does. Mine to use, mine to fuck, mine to breed. I thought you knew this.” He sounded
troubled, but ignored it to pound into his pussy even harder. “Fucking look at me.”

Taehyung swallowed and turned his head, wiping the tears from his eyes. In that moment he
realized the truth of his life now that he had been facing for years - he had to accept it. Really,
truly, accept it. He had four babies he loved with his heart and soul, and he couldn’t run away with
them. The sooner he accepted his role to please Jeongguk fully, the fewer punishments he would
receive.

So he nodded, even though he felt like something was breaking inside of him and the words burned
his throat as they came out. “Yes alpha, I understand, alpha. I’m yours, and you can always have
me.”

Jeongguk grunted. “That’s fucking right. And you know what, since you dared to ask me that, I
think I’ll start trying to get you pregnant again right now. How does that sound, hm? Maybe get
you some heat inducers, knock you up real fucking quick.” He wasn’t even paying attention to
Taehyung now, just focusing on where his cock disappeared inside his hot, wet cunt.

But Taehyung nodded anyway, spreading his legs wider, feeling tears fall down his face and onto
the bedspread. “That’s right, spread your legs for me, honey,” Jeongguk cooed.

He gripped his thighs and sped up, hips slamming into him until his knot swelled and he bred him
so good. Taehyung couldn’t even say he didn’t want it, when his hot pulsing knot against his spot
and Jeongguk’s insistent thumb working at his clit made him come, moaning out loudly into the
room.

After that, Taehyung let him have his way and did whatever the alpha asked. Jeongguk fucked his
cock into him first thing when he woke up, and last thing before going to bed.

A week later and Taehyung was feeling really tired, so he went to sleep early after putting the four
kiddos to bed with the help of Chaeyoung and Hari.

Jeongguk entered the room when he was just drifting off, smelling strongly of the pine trees
outside and his own musky scent. He must have been helping with logging today and just finished.

Taehyung hummed as Jeongguk pressed into his neck after stripping off his clothes, breathing in
the scent of his mate deeply and kissing along his neck. He lifted Taehyung’s shirt and sucked his
tits, jiggling them in his hands. Taehyung ran his fingers through his inky hair, feeling heat start to
spark up in him with the way Jeongguk was leaving a hickey on his breast and pressing his hard-on
into his thigh.

He also got under the bedsheet and slithered down Taehyung’s body until he could slide off his
shorts. He pressed his face into the folds, and Taehyung gasped at how good it felt. He pressed
kisses all over before suddenly sucking at his clit and slipping two fingers inside him.
He thought he was stretched from the morning but it still stung a bit. He couldn’t help tightening
his thighs around Jeongguk’s head and moaning loudly as he licked and sucked on his clit. His
fingers curled just right inside him and Taehyung tensed up, trying to stop his hips from rocking
down. But Jeongguk was determined and a few seconds later he was coming, moans filling the
bedroom.

Jeongguk stripped himself of the last of his clothing and kissed Taehyung as he sank his big cock
inside, supporting himself on his elbows over his mate. Taehyung threw his head back into the
pillows at how good it felt. “Alpha…” he ran a hand over his bicep, shoulder, feeling the thick
muscle.

Jeongguk mouthed at his mating mark as he pushed his cock deep inside at a slow and steady pace.
Taehyung just came but it already felt so good, his wet cock fucking into him.

“Still so fucking tight… molded your cunt around my cock, huh? Perfect, just for me, fucking
whore just for me…” the degradation and praise was so good, Taehyung moaning and clenching
around his cock. He spread his legs and wrapped them around the alpha’s hips, feeling the way his
powerful body rutted into him on every strong stroke.

He couldn’t help how he clenched around Jeongguk’s thickening knot, Jeongguk growling at how
good it felt. Jeongguk’s scent filled the air, dark and making him lose all thought processes besides
getting bred. He was so overwhelmed it took him a minute to register the sound of the door
opening.

“Mama?” Came a small voice.

“Oh no,” he whispered the same time Jeongguk grunted out, “Fuck.”

“Come here, baby, what is it?” Taehyung reached out a hand and pulled his shirt down quickly.
Jeongguk tried to move and Taehyung hissed, his knot pulling at his entrance too much.

“No, just stay,” he whispered frantically before opening his arms to Jeongin, his little mama’s boy.
He had barely learned how to walk and say ‘mama’ and was already using it to his advantage.
Taehyung briefly wondered how he escaped his crib; he would investigate when there wasn’t a
knot fit snugly in his cunt. They were lucky the sheet was over them.

“What do you want, my sweet love?” Taehyung asked once his son was up in the bed, petting
Jeongin's head and checking to see if he was hurt anywhere. He couldn’t really talk but he could
understand a lot. But Taehyung quickly figured out what he wanted, when his baby’s face
crumpled a bit and he put his face on his chest.

Taehyung sighed, lifting his shirt up again. “Oh my word, I just fed you before bed and you’re
already hungry again? What a growing boy you must be,” he chatted as he positioned Jeongin on
the side of his body not occupied mostly by a naked Jeongguk.

To his delight Jeongin latched quickly and his eyes started closing. Taehyung cooed and brushed
the soft jet black hair on the top of his head. Jeongguk kissed the baby’s head so, so gently. He had
almost forgotten why he was panicking before, until Jeongguk rolled his hips and pulled a gasp out
of Taehyung.

“Shh, just let it happen,” Jeongguk murmured next to his ear as he continued to fuck his knot into
him like his son wasn’t feeding from Taehyung’s chest.

“Jeongguk-” he almost protested until he remembered their fight a week back. So he just relaxed as
much as he could and tried not to jostle his baby as Jeongguk kept fucking him. The noises
couldn’t be hidden, Taehyung was so wet, it was dripping down onto the bed. Jeongguk started
mouthing at his other tit, and looked up at him with big, almost innocent eyes. He sucked milk
alongside his baby as his knot swelled.

It felt so wrong for it to feel good, but Taehyung couldn’t help how the slight pressure of
Jeongguk’s teeth and hard suckling made his pussy clench for more. Jeongguk’s teeth pulled at his
nipple and his knot, being shallowly fucked into him, pressed on his walls in just the right way for
him to come all over Jeongguk’s cock and squirt onto the bed.

Jeongguk groaned and came as well a minute later, knot swelling up to its fullest and pumping
Taehyung with endless amounts of hot come. Would his baby know, when he was older, that it was
possible his sibling was created while he was feeding from his mother?

---

Taehyung had a short heat and Jeongguk a long rut, and Taehyung became pregnant with his fourth
pregnancy and fifth child. While he was pregnant, Jeongguk’s uncle became too sick to lead, and
Jeongguk stepped up officially as the leader of the pack.

“I’d like to thank everyone for gathering here today,” Jeongguk lifted his glass to the crowd seated
at tables set up for the small ceremony. Taehyung still found the North pack to be icy through and
through - there were no cheers from the crowd, only neutral gazes or slight smiles, though
everyone was in actuality supportive enough. “Leading to me means protecting and guiding, and I
hope to protect and guide our pack to many more winters with full stomachs and warm hearths.
Cheers.”

Taehyung was heavily pregnant at seven months. Villagers at the ceremony congratulated him and
gave his children wide eyes as they ran around the tables with their siblings and other little friends.
His three oldest had started school, and they were so well-behaved that he was immensely proud of
them.

Jeongguk stood the whole time with a protective arm around his waist. Taehyung, mated to
Jeongguk for years now, was allowed to go out with him, but found he didn’t like speaking with
the unfriendly villagers. He would rather walk with Jeongguk and his babies around the empty
trails and woods in peace.

“Taehyung,” greeted a tall alpha he had never seen before.

“Oh, hello.” The alpha’s ears stuck out a little, but in a cute way. He was a bit handsome.

“I’m Chanyeol,” the alpha stuck his hand out for Taehyung to shake, but Jeongguk growled and
tightened his grip on Taehyung before Taehyung could reciprocate.

“Chanyeol,” Jeongguk began icily, “shouldn’t you be greeting your new pack leader?”

Taehyung had been looking at the ground, but it was too quiet, so he looked back up to see
Chanyeol and Jeongguk having a stare off. It seemed they were speaking without words,
Chanyeol’s dark and challenging, Jeongguk’s piercing and tough. Taehyung wondered if Chanyeol
wanted to challenge him for the role of pack leader.

“Congratulations, Alpha Jeon,” he finally offered, no malice to the tone, and left for the food
tables. Maybe Taehyung could piece together an explanation later.

“See, this is why I don’t like you going out,” Jeongguk growled as he turned them the other way.
Taehyung didn’t know if he meant Chanyeol possibly liking him, or Taehyung seeing the
challenges. Better off not to ask him.
 An Ending

The years went by and Taehyung looked forward to seeing each milestone his children reached.
Whether it was learning to write and read, speaking well, or learning about the world, Taehyung
wanted to show them and give them everything he could. It was so fun and rewarding to see them
grow up and learn all their different personalities and quirks. They all looked like Jeongguk to
some degree, with the biggest eyes on their little faces. Jeongguk was wonderful with the pups,
wanting to show them how to be strong wolves that could care for themselves no matter what
happened in their lives.

His pregnancy had surprisingly been just one sleepy and small little girl, and he was glad Seungha
would have a little sister to play with.

Although, to everyone’s horror, he experienced hemorrhaging right after the birth and lost a lot of
blood. The midwives and healer helped him to stop it fairly quickly. He ended up being perfectly
okay, and the baby was too. But it gave everyone a scare, thinking he might bleed out.

Everyone knew about Jeongguk’s habits, and the healer was shaken enough from the incident to
bravely lecture Jeongguk about getting his mate pregnant once again.

So Taehyung went on birth control for over a year, using herbs the healer gave him. He and
Jeongguk went through heats and ruts together, and Jeongguk would pound him into the mattress,
promising to get him pregnant, even though it wasn’t safe yet.

But eventually it was deemed safe, and Jeongguk’s patience was running thin. They had another
newborn daughter with no complications.

He loved each child with all his heart, they were so special to him, but he really didn’t want any
more kids. It was hard to care for his others when he was pregnant and he was so busy with taking
care of all of them. He liked to sit on the floor of the living room where the baby area was set up
and play with them and give them tummy time, talk and sing with them. But it was hard doing so
pregnant and with so many other kids.

“Hey, baby,” Jeongguk kissed him on the cheek after walking through the front door. Their
youngest was tied in a sling to Taehyung’s front while he made a snack for his toddler daughter at
home. The others were playing at the village school with the other children, or else Hari from the
village would be helping him with the six pups.

“Welcome home, alpha. You want some rice cake?”

Jeongguk chuckled, “No thanks, babe. And how’s my little Iseul?” He picked up their two-year-old
with a broad smile, her little legs waving as he spun her gently.

“Daddy!” She giggled as he held her on his hip and nuzzled his nose on her chubby cheek.

Taehyung cooed, “Oh, what a daddy’s girl.” He smiled to himself as he finished making the snack.
He had never said it out loud, but Jeongguk always looked so good with a child in his arms, his
huge frame and hands dwarfing their little bodies.

“Y’know, you smell like preheat,” Jeongguk mumbled into his neck later that night, after the
arduous process of getting six kids to bed had been completed.

Taehyung shifted, stretching out his arm. Jeongguk was half-laid on top of him with a leg between
his own two.

“Really?” His littlest was five months, so it would make sense that he would get a heat about now.
He was actually overdue for one.

Jeongguk inhaled deeply. “Yeah, definitely. Smells good. Really good.” His growing hardness
pressed into his hip, and Taehyung inhaled sharply. “Smell so good, ‘s making me want to start
tonight,” he slurred out.

Taehyung figured he meant start trying for a baby again. “You want to go again?” He laughed
softly. “So soon?”

“Of course,” Jeongguk replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He started
mouthing at his neck, letting his tongue and then teeth drag over his mating mark. Taehyung’s
breath hitched, and he could feel himself getting turned on. Maybe he was so busy with the little
ones, he hadn’t noticed the symptoms of preheat.

“How could you even ask that?” Jeongguk continued. “My favorite,” he landed a big palm on
Taehyung’s ribs, “thing in the world,” he dragged it down to his hip, “is seeing you nice and big
with my child,” he finished by squeezing Taehyung’s asscheek in his large hand.

He lifted himself up on an elbow to kiss Taehyung messily. “My wolf just goes crazy when you’re
pregnant, I love it so much,” he mumbled out against his wet lips.

“Mm,” Taehyung ran his fingers through the alpha’s hair, pulling it away from his face and
scratching his scalp lightly. He searched his eyes, but found the eye contact too intense, and settled
on the alpha’s lips instead. “And after the birth, when there’s baby puke on my shirt and my thighs
are fat and I’m always asleep?” He questioned teasingly.

Jeongguk smiled wide, “Absolutely love it. Best thing in the world. And it also means I can get
you pregnant again soon, so.”

Taehyung wanted to smile and laugh, but it ended up coming out strangled. His chest tightened
with pain. That statement represented all the years he’d spent feeling used. It seemed the
satisfaction of Jeongguk’s wolf took priority above all else.

But he was done fighting. It never did any good. He sniffed into the pillow as Jeongguk stroked his
cock into his pussy deep and slow, just the way Jeongguk knew he liked it. And he arched his back
and dripped onto the bed below because his mate was so hot and smelled so good and gave him his
cock so well.

---

Chaeyoung and Hari took care of the pups while Taehyung’s heat hit and Jeongguk’s rut hit hours
after it.

Taehyung thought it was perfect when they were both insatiable. Jeongguk’s knots would last
longer, giving them both the chance to recover before going at it again.

Taehyung wasn’t sure how, but somehow they had ended up downstairs in front of the fire.
Jeongguk’s knot was building inside him and it was so hot, and wet. Taehyung ran his hands down
Jeongguk’s pecs and abs, trying to feel the hard muscle but it kept slipping through his his fingers -

He woke up gasping and orgasming in a dark room, his cunt throbbing. He looked down to see
Jeongguk’s big sparkling eyes looking up from between his legs where he was licking over his clit
obscenely. Taehyung’s thighs had clamped tight around his head, and he relaxed them as Jeongguk
lifted off, but kept two fingers in his pussy.

“Oh, Guk, I thought…” he trailed off, still feeling half asleep.

Jeongguk didn’t say anything, just leaned up to kiss him wetly and pushed his knees up higher.
Taehyung held himself open, feeling the cold air of the room hit his holes. The heat itched under
his skin, making him feverish in the cool room and his cunt feel achingly empty.

Taehyung watched his broad shoulders and arms as he looked down and positioned the head of his
cock at Taehyung’s folds, pushing in.

Taehyung just wanted to close his eyes and enjoy the sensation of being filled, but he fell asleep
again. He dreamed Jeongguk had ordered Chanyeol to a meeting in his office at the house. He had
laid a naked Taehyung on the desk and fucked him nice and slow for the other alpha to see. After
seeing his puffy pink pussy for himself, Chanyeol was palming his hard cock over his clothes and
wishing Taehyung was all his.

He woke with a start, to the familiar sensation of Jeongguk’s knot filling him - big and hot, ready
to dump loads into his already-filled womb. On instinct, his cunt was locking around it, and he was
so turned on from the dream, he came as he felt the first hot ropes spurt into him.

He cried as Jeongguk shushed him. “What’s wrong, baby? Shh, I’m right here.” He stroked his hair
and kissed his shoulder, his cheek even through the aftershocks of his own orgasm.

Taehyung just shook his head as he sobbed some more into the alpha’s neck. Christ, Jeongguk had
really gotten inside his head if that’s what he got off on now.

Though Jeongguk would never let anyone else watch, he was way too possessive for that. He
didn’t even want any of the other villagers to see too much of Taehyung.

“Bad dream,” Taehyung whispered as he wiped his tears on his mate’s warm shoulder.

After sleeping a few hours, eating, and drinking, Jeongguk’s rut was dying down and Taehyung
had at most a day left of his heat. Jeongguk’s cock had gotten hard while they were eating and was
now a reddish purple with neglect, balls heavy.

Taehyung waited for him to finish taking the empty plates out of the room. He laid on his side,
staring at the moon high in the sky outside their bedroom window.

Jeongguk sighed in satisfaction as he laid back in bed, snaking an arm under Taehyung’s torso. He
held his back tight to his warm broad chest, spooning him. The scent of fresh rut filled Taehyung’s
lungs, the musky spiciness making his muscles loose and his pussy wet.

Taehyung spread his legs as Jeongguk lined up his cock with his slicked entrance, bottoming out in
one smooth glide.

Jeongguk sucked on his neck while the hand under him pinched at a nipple and the other had a
middle finger rubbing tight circles over his clit.

Taehyung moaned and bared his throat further, relaxing into him and arching his back to get his
cock deeper, deeper.

Jeongguk loved to play with Taehyung’s body, and over the years he had perfected it.
“You’re so sexy, baby,” he praised after leaving another hickey behind on his neck.

“Mm. You feel so good, Guk.”

“Yeah? Tell me.”

“You… ah… I love how you deep you get. How you fill me up…”

Jeongguk moaned, hips faltering. “Yeah, that’s right. Because your pussy was made for me.
Always so good, nice and tight.” He grunted as he fucked his cock into him. “Say it, say your
pussy was made for me.”

Taehyung’s cheeks went aflame. “I… ah. My pussy was made for you, alpha.”

Jeongguk panted, his knot starting to swell. “That’s right, fuck. This pussy belongs to me, and I’m
gonna put another baby in you.”

Taehyung’s moans filled the bedroom as Jeongguk’s knot started to expand, his back arching
further to fit it all inside his pussy. Jeongguk didn’t let up on his clit and he could feel the pleasure
increasing, the stimulation teetering on the edge of becoming painful.

But Jeongguk was moaning lowly in his ear, his knot swelling slowly, and with the heat pulsing
under his skin, the promise of being bred was enough to come undone. His muscles tensed up and
he lost himself in the feeling of his orgasm as the wave finally hit him, racking through his body.
His vision turned hazy as his body floated and his pussy clenched and released, milking Jeongguk’s
knot for all its seed.

The heat always made him crave the knot, and he finally felt satisfied with it sitting hot and heavy
inside his cunt.

He laid back on the alpha’s shoulder and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep again.

---

Taehyung practically counted down the days until he would start getting first trimester symptoms,
having experienced so many pregnancies. They hit right on time, perhaps a bit earlier than usual
which Taehyung loathed.

But Jeongguk was over the moon as usual, and the pups loved to touch his growing bump once he
explained who was in his tummy.

Taehyung always got horny, a bit needy, after the first trimester, and this time was no exception.
But he had never acted on his desires. Something about initiating sex with Jeongguk had been too
difficult for him to do because he had been forced so often.

But tonight he felt different. Maybe it was the acceptance seeping in fully, maybe he was just too
needy for attention.

The candle on their bedside was still on, as Taehyung had been reading. He turned to Jeongguk.

It must have been a long day for him, because his eyes were already closed. His head was
supported on an arm bent behind his head, the curved muscles of his biceps on display.

Taehyung put his book away and blew out the candle. He quietly shifted down the bed, moving the
sheet down to sit between the alpha’s legs.
Jeongguk awoke from the shuffling, and looked to his side, confused for a second before he found
Taehyung below him, hesitantly kneeling between his legs.

The look on Taehyung’s face must have looked too nervous and hesitant, because in the next
second Jeongguk was moving to sit up with a look of concern on his face. “Baby?”

But Taehyung just put his hands on Jeongguk’s thick, corded thighs, took a deep breath and
smoothed out his features. He bent down until his head was level with the alpha’s crotch, cheek
brushing against the soft cotton pyjamas covering his thigh.

He inhaled deeply. Jeongguk’s musk was richer here, heady. He brushed his nose back and forth
across the alpha’s soft length, starting to twitch to life beneath him. He rubbed his hands up and
down the alpha’s thighs, and began to mouth at his cock over the thin cotton. He never wore
underwear to bed, and Taehyung could make out the dip between the head of his dick and the shaft
when he fit his tongue over it.

Jeongguk was breathing heavily, gazing at Taehyung with dazed eyes. His scent filled up the air
between them, always so potent, dangerous, spicy. After a minute he was half-hard, so Taehyung
leaned up to pull down his pants. Jeongguk quickly helped him and tossed them on the floor.

Taehyung leaned his chest down again, ass lifted high in the air, and licked a stripe up his rapidly
hardening cock.

Jeongguk laughed in disbelief as he brushed Taehyung’s hair back from his face. “Fuck, Tae, babe,
what’s gotten into you? You’ve never done this before.”

Taehyung felt his cheeks heating up at how shameless he was being. He didn’t know what to say,
so he kept quiet, taking the silky cockhead into his mouth.

Jeongguk moaned loudly and threw his head back, threading his fingers in Taehyung’s hair. The
thick line of his throat was on display as he swallowed and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Taehyung knew how to suck Jeongguk’s cock, had taken it enough times when Jeongguk forced
him. He knew how to do it properly and knew what he liked. But it was different like this, when it
was on his terms and he could take his time. He wrapped a hand around the shaft to bring his cock
close to his face, examining the tip. It looked so soft. He lolled his tongue out and ran it back and
forth over the slit.

Jeongguk moaned again, head snapping up to get a good view of Taehyung sucking his cock
willingly.

Taehyung took as much as he could in his mouth, swallowed, then pulled back until only the tip
was in his mouth. He did this a few more times until he needed more air.

He pulled back and mouthed at his shaft sideways, looking up at him through his eyelashes.
Jeongguk’s gaze was already on him, hooded and dark. Jeongguk pulled on his hair, not enough to
hurt, but enough for him to feel the pleasant sting.

Taehyung took his cock in his mouth again and bobbed his head up and down, tasting the saltiness
at the back of his tongue. He hummed, knowing Jeongguk loved to feel the vibrations on the tip of
his cock.

He looked up Jeongguk’s body slowly. Dark hair at the base of his cock gave way to smooth pale
skin, the v-lines of his hips, and the planes of his abs and chest. He had scars here and there, healed
over and white. He met the alpha’s eyes and paused, letting Jeongguk run a thumb over his bottom
lip where it was wet on his cock. The alpha’s eyes were dark and blown with lust.

Taehyung crawled up and took off his pants and underwear. He settled on top of his cock where it
lay hard against his belly. He braced his hands on Jeongguk’s hard chest, rolling his hips back and
forth to grind the folds of his wet pussy over the shaft of his hard cock.

Jeongguk moaned out softly. His hands came up to settle over his hips, thumbs rubbing
comfortingly over them. Taehyung felt he couldn’t even look him in the eyes, he just kept his gaze
on his chest and neck.

Eventually he couldn’t take the feeling of emptiness anymore and lifted up to position Jeongguk’s
cock at his slick entrance. The soft damp skin of his cockhead felt so good over his clit as he
rubbed it back and forth, but he knew it would feel even better inside him. He sank down, moaning
out as every inch filled him up, thick and hot. He readjusted, cunt clenching and relaxing at how
good it felt.

He must have lost focus for a second because he was surprised when he saw and felt Jeongguk’s
hands on his stomach over his shirt, huge and covering the small bump entirely. He watched them
stroke his pregnant belly, caressing it like it was something precious.

This was familiar - Jeongguk loved to worship his pregnancy, treat him like a princess. Taehyung
thought he could be quite sweet when he got what he wanted.

He looked up to see Jeongguk watching his own hands splayed over his belly, eyes fascinated, just
like it was the first time. And when his eyes left his belly, they looked up at Taehyung like the
omega was his whole world.

Taehyung didn’t need words. He leaned down to kiss Jeongguk deeply, feeling his cock shift inside
him and his scent thicken around him. Jeongguk’s lips were soft and warm over his own, parting
them sweetly.

He leaned back and roamed his eyes all over Jeongguk’s face, his mouth slightly slack and pupils
blown with lust, but eyes crinkled with fondness.

“I love you, Jeongguk,” Taehyung spoke into the quiet dark, all of his own accord.

A corner of Jeongguk’s mouth lifted up before he leaned in to kiss him, slow and deep. He pulled
back and gave him that piercing look of his, but Taehyung didn’t shy away from the eye contact. “I
love you too, baby.”

Jeongguk brought them together with a hand on his neck to lick into his mouth, turning the kiss
deep and urgent. Taehyung rolled his hips on his cock, feeling it stretch him open.

But eventually it wasn’t enough, and Jeongguk wasn’t even touching him. “Please,” he whispered
in the space between their lips. “Please.”

Jeongguk ran his hands down his back, then flipped them over gently. In the moonlight Taehyung
could make out a slight smirk on his face, like he knew something Taehyung didn’t.

And as he fucked his cock into him deep and gave it to him how he liked, Taehyung thought he
could figure out what he knew.

Jeongguk had broken him, and now every piece of Taehyung belonged to him.
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