#wolf mingi

You were sitting at the dining table across from Mingi, scouring as you bit into your chicken thigh. He knew he'd pissed you off, and yet he sat there, glaring as if you were the one in the wrong.

"Stop it," you spat, annoyed that he even dared to maintain eye contact let alone pretend you were the problem

"You don't tell me what to do, little mate," he growled as he fisted his pitcher of beer and downed the entire thing in one chug.

"Yes, I do. And right now I'm telling you to stop fucking looking at me," you repeated with a snarl.

Mingi jumped up from his seat, his eyes dark and shoulders rounded as he made his way to you. He was a large guy, one that nobody could ignore when he walked into a room. His intimidating frame barely fit in the doorways, and standing over you now, he was imposing. You were shadowed by his broad frame, but not afraid.

"At least you put clothes on for dinner," you smirked, watching his jaw clench.

"Wolves shift in the nude, little mate. That is how it is. I cannot help if people see when I shift back after my patrols.”

"You mean the alpha wolf can't control his pack? Hmm. Sounds like somebody should challenge you," you taunted. He was making excuse after excuse, but you knew he had wanted to be seen. He was proud of his body and even prouder of his cock.

"Little mate, the words you speak are treasonous. I would be very careful about the next thing you say," he warned, leaning closer in case anyone beyond the doors was in earshot.

"You let my mother see you naked. That is treasonous to our bond, wouldn't you agree?" you bit.

"Your mother was walking to the garden. I didn't intend for her to see me, but no, I don't stop people either. Wolves shift. It's as natural as breathing."

"Whore," you mumbled, turning away from him to eat some more of your dinner.

"What's not natural is choosing to wear your tightest corsets when you visit Gamma Spencer," he pointed out, eying your tits where they sat high and enlarged.

"Gamma Spencer is a man who aims to please the prettiest wolves. Wearing this corset is why you always have your clothes pressed right away."

"Being the Alpha is why my clothes are always pressed right away," he sneered in disbelief before sitting back down in his seat.

"It's interesting how you're jealous about one man seeing nothing more than the plumpness in my breasts, but I'm supposed to move past you flaunting your nakedness to everyone in a twenty-mile radius."

"Shifting naked isn't a choice. Dressing like a slut is," he grimaced as he stabbed a potato.

"Slut?" you gawked. "You're calling me a slut? I was a virgin when we met, and you'd already slept with every she-wolf in town dozens of times already."

"Because I'm the Alpha," he cocked his brow.

"Alpha of what? Showing off your dick?" you argued.

He threw his head back with a laugh but his eyes were dark as coals when they met yours. "Perhaps if my human mate took the time to understand my kind, she wouldn't be so prejudiced against nudity."

You felt an ache in your stomach at his words, a reminder that you were just a human in this world despite how much he pretended you were worthy. "Perhaps if my mate stopped treating me as an inferior, he'd see how ridiculous it is to insult me for wearing an article of clothing that he bought me."

"Perhaps if you..." he began before you clutched your stomach and interrupted him with a groan.

Mingi squinted as if he didn't believe you were really in pain, but when you whimpered, he sniffed the air, sensing the shift. "Your heat."

"Perhaps Gamma Spencer is around to help me through it since you seem so keen on being a mega douche," you moaned, dropping your head to the table.

Mingi let out a roar that shook the chandelier. "No wolf or man will help my mate through heat except me." He rushed to your side and tried to pull you in, but you pushed him away, keeping him at arm's length.

"I don't want your help, Mingi.”

Mingi was already hard from your scent alone, and his gaze was furious at your denial. "You need me."

"What I need is a little respect, but instead I'm being diminished and forced to accept my mate's interest in strolling through the gardens in the buff. You'll excuse me if I'm not interested in..." You whimpered and squeezed your side. Mingi was pitiful and eager to step in. "...not interested in fucking you right now."

"Fine. I don't care," Mingi argued as he sat in the chair across from you again. "You're the one in pain. I can sit here all night."

"Me too," you determined as you clenched your fists and sat up as much as you could. You crunched your fork through the salad and went to take a bite, dropping it to the ground with a clatter when another needy cramp hit.

Mingi gripped the table, hating to see you in pain even if you were fighting. He tossed back the last few drops of his beer that had lingered in the cup and slammed it down on the table. The grass cracked and went everywhere, but his eyes stayed on you.

“You have no self-control,” you scolded as you pressed your palm into your core, hoping you could keep the pain at bay for a while.

“Little mate,” he begged with a hiss. “You are being stubborn.”

“I’m…I’m totally fine,” you lied through your teeth. Even through your dress you could sense you were soaked.

“You’re sweating,” he pointed out, noticing the drops on your forehead and cheeks. “Just admit it. You need me.”

“I just need to cum,” you confessed. “I’m sure many men would be willing to help given they’ve seen me naked…oh wait…” you snapped.

“It’s natural,” he repeated, his claws gripping the table as if to hold himself there.

“If it’s so natural, shall I strip down and go walk around?” you asked through another cramp that felt like fire in your belly.

Mingi let out a low growl at the thought. “You’re mine.”

“And you’re mine,” you breathed, missing him despite his frustrating habits.

“Nobody is allowed to see my little mate naked,” he huffed, standing and throwing his chair back so ferociously that it splintered against the wall.

“But I’m supposed to allow my mate to be seen by everyone?” you frowned, tears biting your eyes at the pain that kept building.

“It’s natural for wolves that have shifted,” he argued again as he rounded the table to join you at your side.

Despite how angry you were, your lungs inhaled his scent, desperate for him to come closer. You turned your head and hugged yourself to his waist, moaning at the relief that came with every breath.

“It’s natural for me to wear a gift from my mate,” you groaned, clawing off his tight pants that were hiding his hardened cock.

“But you only wear this gift on Wednesday, when you visit Gamma Spencer,” he reminded you as he lifted you from your chair to splay you out on the table. He pushed up your dress and snapped your panties off to expose your slick cunt to him.

You whimpered at the coolness in the air on your core and slid down to the edge of the table where his cock awaited you.

“You’re naked every morning. What’s one day with perkier tits?” you fought, gasping when he sank his cock in without any prep.

You were so wet that you took him with ease, body desperately pulsing around his through every thrust.

“These tits are mine,” he rasped as he tugged the corset down to free them. He sucked and nibbled them, littering your breasts in bruises and bites that would last at least a week.

“Your cock is mine, but always on display,” you whined, nails digging into his back when his pace became so harsh the table moved beneath you.

“Little mate, if you care so much, I’ll put some shorts in the tool shed and shift there,” he bargained.

“Really?” you asked in surprise,. You hadn’t expected him to concede.

“And in return…” he muttered as he kissed up your neck to suck your earlobe between his teeth. You were breathless, the fire burning inside you so close to being extinguished. “…this is out of your wardrobe rotation,” he growled as he tore the corset to shreds, pulling it from your body with ease.

“Mingi!” you complained. “You bought that for me.”

“Fuck corsets,” he groaned, his cock twitching inside you. “I’m buying you turtlenecks from now on. And shapeless tunics,” he teased as he kissed your neck over your mark.

Your mind became dizzied at the feeling, your cunt dripping when his teeth nicked it. “You want my bite little mate? Will that make you less angry?”

“Mhm,” you whined, squeezing him close while wrapping your legs around his waist.

The next thrust drove the table into the wall. You hadn’t realized how hard he’d been going til then, and he pulled you into his chest before pushing you back against the stone wall.

“Beg,” he urged, eyes shining in desire to please you.

“I’m not begging for a whore,” you joked, smiling at him before he slammed into you again, pushing you deeper into the wall.

“What was that little mate?” he asked again, distracting you with kisses to your shoulders and chest.

“I thought my sweet Alpha wanted to please me. Why should I have to beg for it?” you frowned playfully.

“You’re too smart for your own good, little mate,” Mingi laughed before kissing you for the first time all evening. Your arms looped around his neck to hold him close, each thrust making you more and more desperate.

“Fill me, Mings,” you pleaded, your orgasm drawing closer.

“Knew you’d beg eventually,” he smirked before sinking his teeth into your mark and burying himself deep inside.

You gasped and came around him, body trembling and holding onto him like a lifeline. You threaded your fingers through his hair and kissed his temple as you shook, until finally he spilled into you as well.

He groaned against your chest and pulled you from the wall, walking blindly with his face buried against your chest before laying you back on the bed.

Beneath his warm frame, you grew sleepy, and he licked the bite to seal it before tilting your gaze to meet his. “I said some things in our fight that I didn’t mean little mate.”

You examined his features that were plagued by guilt and cupped his cheek.

“It is not your kind or my kind,” he began. “We are equals. We are mates.”

You grinned and kissed him gently, the heat overtaken by a cool calmness. “I thought you were going to apologize for calling me a slut.”

“I am sorry for that, too,” he hummed with another apologetic kiss. “You deserve my respect as well as my cock.”

You laughed and squeezed him close. “Shall we shower, Mings? I’m sweaty.”

“We have to wait for my knot to go down,” he informed you.

“Knot?” you gasped in shock, looking down to see that he was in fact stuck inside you. You’d sensed he was filling you still, but assumed he was just extra horny. “I didn’t even feel it.”

“Ouch,” he chuckled as he clutched his chest.

“That’s not what I meant,” you promised. “It just hurts most of the time.”

Mingi rolled over so you could lie on top of him and began to stroke your back. “Seems my little mate is turned on by fighting.”

“Or by you,” you conceded while inhaling his post-sex odor like a drug.

"Mingi should be home any day now," Jongho fretted. He had a scarf over his face filled with flowers to mask your scent as much as he could. He was trying so hard not to piss off Alpha Mingi, but it was hard when you smelled so fucking needy.

You weren't hiding it at all either. Your desperation was dripping down your thighs as you fingered yourself for the 12th time that day, trying so hard to find relief wherever possible.

"Call him again," you whimpered, biting the pillow beside you as your body tensed and you came again. It didn't help at all though...it never did. Being in heat could only be fixed with one thing and unfortunately, your one thing was halfway across the state hunting with San.

Jongho listened and dialed as quickly as his fingers could manage. You were drooling watching his thick digits hit the little buttons. So fast, so rhythmic...

You whined at how pretty they looked and reached for his hand, but he snatched it away, knowing it was a bad idea. "Mingi," Jongho rushed out.

Your ears perked up, and you tried to hear his response, but you slouched back to the couch with a needy howl when he continued speaking.

"Me again. Bro, I've called you like a hundred times. She's not doing well. You need to get home now. Call me back soon."

"Teddy," you cried out. They'd left him here to guard you as he was also an alpha...but too much of a softie to hunt living things. It made his stomach queasy.

"Don't call me that right now," he begged. "I can't help you."

"Jongho," you grabbed his hand before he could retreat, and he willingly fell to his knees beside the sofa, looking up at you helplessly.

With his hand still in yours, you spread your legs, letting him get a clear look at your cunt glistening in slick after all of the unsatisfactory orgasms today. Jongho's eyes were wide as he stared, looking so closely at a place he was never meant to have seen.

"You don't have to do anything. Just..." you rode his hand down your body, letting him touch you everywhere before finally pressing it against your pussy. "Don't move," you whined and ground against his warm, thick fingers, riding your slick across his palm shamelessly.

It felt better than your own hand...a lot better.

Jongho looked away, deciding he could let you use him if you needed it that badly, but that he was too loyal to his friend to watch. He couldn't not listen, though, and he bit down on the scarf to stop himself from jumping on you.

Then you slid his fingers into your cunt, letting two of them fuck your greedy little hole as you writhed against it. He curled his fingers, deciding he could offer that much.

"Fuck, Jongho," you whined and gripped his wrist as hard as you could, grinding into his hand like it was the best thing you'd ever felt. "So close, Teddy."

"Don't call me that. Please," he begged, trying everything to keep his self-control in check. That nickname drove him crazy though. It was your way of teasing him, of working him up...and it never failed to get him in the mood. Usually, Mingi was here though to remind him how wrong it would be for him to do that to his friend...but not this time.

"Another finger," you cried and Jongho easily slid a third one in, clutching his thigh with his claws when he felt you stretch around them. You were so ready to be bred...so willing.

He dared to glance back to watch, noticing your finger rubbing your clit as you worked yourself to yet another end. The second you locked eyes with him, you came, covering his fingers in yet another orgasm, but he could see through your gasps and groans that it wasn't enough for you.

"Teddy," you pleaded, a soft whimper leaving your throat as you continued to ride his hand...not letting him remove it.

"I can't," Jongho bit down harder on the scarf...so hard that his teeth ripped through the fabric and he caught a whiff of your scent. He closed his eyes and inhaled, letting it fill every inch of him. The need. His ancestral instinct to breed. "I..." he began, body shaking as he tried to fight it.

"Please," you begged, cupping his cheek and forcing him to open his eyes. You were in pain, so much pain that you were crying. Little tears fell down your cheek, and Jongho felt horrible that he could fix it but couldn't at the same time. Mingi would kill him if he fucked you.

"Fine," Jongho sighed as he snatched his hand away from your cunt. You looked elated and relieved. You wiped your tears and went to stand just as he did, but he pressed his hand to your chest...which was a big mistake. His cock grew ten sizes when he felt the swell of your breast, he even palmed it just to watch the blood rush to your cheeks.

"Teddy," you urged him on, wrapping your arms around his neck as your breaths became shallow.

"Do not come until I call you, understood?" he pulled back, somehow finding the strength by fighting against every instinct he had.

"Mhm," you agreed, body still feeling the pleasured aftershocks of being touched by an alpha.

Jongho rushed to his room and tore off the remainder of the scarf and his clothes right away. He'd told you to wait, but he knew he had minutes before you'd disobey him and come in anyway. He needed to rig himself up. He had no choice.

Jongho started by shackling his ankles to the bed with heavy chains. He had them here to fuck the needy betas, but he hoped they'd do the trick to restrain him too. He'd gotten one wrist bound when you came in with a knock.

"You didn't call me," you pouted, lip quivering as if the very sight of his cock made you want to cry. You needed it so badly and felt he was withholding it.

"Help me first," Jongho ordered as he held his wrist against the other binding.

"I can help you," you murmured in a daze.

Jongho shook his head because he recognized that look. You were in omega headspace...so focused on fixing your heat that nothing else mattered.

You crawled over him, your slick dripping onto his legs as you did so.

"Come on," he taunted you while clattering the metal against the bed frame to break the spell. He was regretting not putting something over his cock. You'd yet to look at anything else.

"Need to be filled, Teddy," you groaned, eyes still fixated on his leaking tip.

"Tie my arm up and you can ride it, beautiful. But not like this. You don't want Mingi to be mad at me do you?"

You shook your head back and forth slowly as your hand reached out to gather the pooled precum on his tip.

"Fuck," Jongho groaned at the sight when you curiously slipped your finger between your lips, tasting him for the first time.

Your senses were suddenly overwhelmed by him and his musky woodsy scent that it became impossible to ignore it the more he nervously sweat. His pretty sighs as he watched you were the cherry on top.

"Mingi," you mumbled, trying to keep your mate in mind. He would be unhappy if he found you beneath Jongho.

"Yes, Mingi!" Jongho reminded you. "Mingi will kill me if he thought I touched you willingly. So trap me, pretty girl, okay?"

Your glazed-over eyes moved from his face, his mouth saying words you couldn't hear, to the chain shaking from the bed frame. Your mind in its drunken state realized Mingi wouldn't be so mad if you helped yourself as long as Jongho didn't touch his property.

"Teddy bear trap," you slurred as you clasped the bind around his last limb.

Jongho breathed a sigh of relief. Even if Mingi wasn't back for days, he'd rather stay here chained up than risk him finding out you fucked his mate.

"Bear trap," you giggled to yourself as you took him in. Jongho's strong biceps flexed under the weight of the chains. His lips were parted as if he was speaking but you heard none of it over the clawing in your uterine walls that sought out an alpha's cock.

Luckily for you, you'd found one to borrow.

You'd stretched yourself open all day and aligned with Jongho's cock within seconds. When you sank down on it, the pain dulled. When he was deepest in you, you felt like you could breathe again.

"There we go, beautiful," Jongho praised.

"Teddy," you whimpered, meeting his eyes now that his cock wasn't free to watch.

"Better?" he checked.

"Mhm," you squeezed your eyes shut and rode him. Jongho was, in every meaning of the word, large. He was so wide that your body struggled to stretch around him, and he was so long that you felt him probe the deepest parts of you that only Mingi had ever felt before.

"Mingi," you whispered again, watching a flicker of fear cross Jongho's features.

"Tell him you needed to use me because it hurt," he soothed. "He'll understand."

You nodded, cheeks burning as you bounced on Jongho's cock. His hips bucked into you, giving so much relief that you wondered why you'd wasted all day on useless fingers.

"You're going to cum, beautiful. I can see it," he urged.

"Mhm," you agreed. You pressed your hands on his chest and rode your hips forward and back, letting your clit rub against his skin.

Jongho watched your selfishness with a lip bite and moan. The closer you got to cumming; the better you smelled. He may not have been your mate but he could've...

"Oh fuck," he realized.

"I know," you moaned. "So good, Teddy."

"No. Beautiful, get off," Jongho bucked his hips harder, trying to force you off, but you only became louder and more turned on.

"C-close," you whined while digging into his sides.

"No. No. Mingi is going to..."

"Oh fuck!" you cried out as the knot finally breached your cunt, sending you over the edge.

"Damn it," Jongho sighed, eyes pinched shut. The only solution now was to hope he could get turned off and shrink it back down.

Your body pulsed around his as you came, drowning his knot in your release. Exhausted and relieved, you collapsed to his chest with heavy exhales.

"Jongho," you sighed as you placed a kiss on his chest, the dulled pain returning with a vengeance. "I need more."

"I can't," he grunted through clenched teeth, his cock already growing more at the idea.

"To fix the pain of my heat, I don't need to cum on a cock, Teddy," you reminded him. "I need to breed."

You rode him again, watching his face contort in pleasure when you first attempted to pull up. Jongho's knot was huge though, and you couldn't even get an inch to rock back and forth.

"Teddy," you murmured while kissing up his chest to his neck.

Jongho's eyes opened to meet yours. He looked worried but desperate as if he'd secretly wanted this all along.

"Fill me," you begged and crashed your lips to his.

Jongho was still trying to hold back, still trying to be a good friend. That task was becoming more and more challenging though. Your body felt so good against his. Your cunt was so warm and inviting, and your chest was swollen and grazed his with every move you made. You bit his lip when you pulled back, earning a breathy groan that became strangled when you pressed your hand to his throat.

"Fill me," you repeated.

You bit down on his shoulder as alphas usually do to omegas. It made Jongho realize that you were in a different kind of pain if you'd taken his bulb without so much as a wince even without a bite. He'd let you struggle for so long that you'd gone feral...and the only solution was to give you his load.

"Okay," he agreed, seeing it as necessary.

You couldn't help but smile and tighten your grip on his throat. If he was tied up, you'd be the alpha here. You rocked against Jongho, letting the feeling light your core on fire. It should've hurt, should've been impossible even without a bite, but you were so desperate that it hadn't mattered.

"Don't be a little bitch, Teddy," you slapped his cheek, speaking to him the way Mingi spoke to you, hoping it made him just as horny as you.

"Fuck," he groaned, eyes rolling back.

It worked.

"You're going to fill me up, and give me your pups," you demanded in a low voice as you leaned into his ear.

"Mhm," Jongho agreed breathlessly, lips seeking your body anywhere he could reach...for now it was your neck.

"You're gonna take so long emptying yourself that my cunt molds around your cock," you whined as your speed increased.

Jongho whimpered like a puppy now, his hips rolling into yours.

"Need you to make me feel better, Teddy. Please," you begged.

Jongho watched your lips part in cries. You were still hurting and would continue to hurt until he finished.

"Tell me you love me," he begged. He needed to hear it from anyone he fucked. He'd gotten the nickname Teddy for a reason...he was very soft-hearted. He didn't even care if it was a lie.

"No," you told him. "But you'll finish anyway because I need you to," you squeezed a little tighter, nearly closing off his ability to breathe. "Please Teddy," you begged in a high-pitched whimper.

And Jongho couldn't help it. He came inside you, his knot finally pumping you full of his seed as you had needed all along.

You kissed him, whispering praises as you did so. Jongho couldn't be tied up when he was so vulnerable and he tugged harshly on one chain to free a hand just so he could hold you through it.

"Better?" he asked again.

"Better," you nodded, finally at peace.

But then, from the doorway, you heard the most terrifying growl leave your mate's lips.

"Mingi!" you gasped excitedly, but that excitement quickly drained to fear when you realized where you were, what you were doing, and who you were doing it with.

As you looked at the crease in his brow his eyes darkened seeing Jongho fill you. His knot was pumping right into your cunt and there was nothing you could do to stop it now.

You tried, though, and attempted to remove him, but Jongho whimpered in some weird mix of pain and pleasure that attracted an even more angry glare from Mingi.

"I've been gone two fucking days," he growled as he made his way to the bed.

"It hurt so bad Mingi," you tried to explain, but his claws were already coming out to clamp around Jongho's throat.

"Two fucking days, and you took my omega?"

"I was chained up, Mingi," Jongho choked out his excuse. "She rode me. She was going feral," he gagged for air as he spoke.

"Those chains are fucking paper clips to an alpha," Mingi snarled as he snapped the one on Jongho's left arm to show how weak they were. "You fucking chose this."

"She was feral, Mingi," Jongho pleaded for Mingi to believe him. "I didn't want to."

"Yeah?" Mingi pushed you back a bit to show off your cunt filled with Jongho's cock. "You look really torn up about it," he shook his head in frustration and then disappointment until finally he released Jongho's throat.

He coughed and gasped for air as you attempted to get off again which only resulted in more moans.

"You can't get off until he's done," Mingi sighed as he took a seat in a chair across the room.

"I'm sorry Mingi," you cried as you twisted your body to keep looking at him. "My heat was so painful, baby."

"You're sorry?" he repeated as he stood and made his way closer with a menacing stare. "You let him fuck you. You let him knot in you. And you let him fucking bite you," he accused. "You're my mate. Mine!"

You were sobbing at having upset him when Jongho interrupted. "I didn't bite her."

"Don't fucking lie to me right now Jongho. I'm not in the mood," Mingi huffed and sat back down, his legs spread wide as his cock ached from the scent of your heat...an ache he couldn't fix at the moment.

"He's not lying," you sniffed, hoping he'd believe you instead. You'd never lied to him.

Mingi got up again and came over to inspect your skin. He sniffed and searched for any bite marks, and his eyes grew wide when he found none.

"That's..." he trailed off with a pitiful look.

"Impossible," Jongho finished for him. "Unless she was feral."

"I've never heard of an omega going feral so quickly," Mingi frowned as his hand gently came out to brush your cheek. You melted against his palm, eyes closed as you breathed in his sandalwood scent.

"It hurt, Mingi," you told him once more. "All I wanted was you."

"Why didn't you just call me?" he asked with a frown.

"I couldn't do anything but try to relieve myself," you explained. "Jongho called you over and over, and you never answered so finally I had to..."

"Jongho didn't call me?" he interrupted and pulled out his phone to show off the empty call log. No new voicemails...no unread texts...no unanswered calls...

You turned to Jongho, your mouth opened in shock. "Teddy...what did you do?" you asked, his betrayal sinking deep into your bones before it was even verified.

"I'll tell you what he did," Mingi growled. "He took advantage of my needy little pup. He fucking knotted in my mate...and now...he's fucking dead."

Mingi's claws were out before you could blink and his teeth were bared. All you wanted was to remove yourself from Jongho, but he was stuck inside you.

Even so, Mingi lunged at him, but now that Jongho's arms were free, he had ways of stopping him...most notably, using you as a shield.

Mingi's claws came down where Jongho's throat had been but he scratched your shoulder instead when Jongho pulled you in front of him. It wasn't as deep as it could've been, so Mingi must've noticed last minute the positioning change to keep from harming you too badly. Still, he whimpered in pain at the sight of the mark he left and kissed it better.

"You left her right before her heat," Jongho chuckled...seeming almost proud for having fucked over Mingi to fuck you. "How is that my fault?"

"If I'd known I would've come home sooner!" Mingi fought, trying to find a clear place to attack.

"She showed signs it was coming all week. She slept with your shirts on, she ate so much steak you had to hunt for more twice...she even smelled sweeter."

Your heart raced...how had he noticed all of those things? Only Mingi was aware of your tells...or so you thought.

"I was off to hunt for more food for her while you stayed here like a scared little beta," Mingi snarled.

"Scared or smart?" he laughed. "Because only one of us is cumming in her right now, and it isn't you."

His words made you angry...made you feral in an entirely new way. Mingi was your mate... He couldn't just claim you like this...

But he never bit you... so the claim couldn't happen.

You sat up just enough to make him whimper again and motioned for Mingi to attack what was now exposed.

"It'll hurt you too, baby," he mouthed while Jongho whined beneath you.

You offered a small, sad smile and shrugged, "I want you," you whispered...

Trusting your judgement, Mingi grabbed a handful of Jongho's cock, and tugged it out.

You screamed in pain at the stretch...

Jongho's cum spurt everywhere except inside you. His red swollen tip burst angrily, and he flung you aside to launch himself at Mingi.

Mingi had been waiting all evening for his chance, and he tackled Jongho to the ground.

"You're fucking done," he threatened as his claws wrapped around Jongho's throat again. Jongho's eyes bugged out as he tried and failed to loosen Mingi's grip.

"Please...let me go," Jongho choked.

You didn't know what to do, but you were in too much pain to intervene. Jongho shouldn't have taken another alpha's mate...but did he deserve to die over it?

"Your days of fucking my omega are over," he slammed his head into the ground. "You're going to be a beta now," Mingi smirked and bit Jongho's neck.

It wasn't the same as the ones he gave you...an alpha's venom in another alpha ruined their instincts...made them subservient... It was a pain worse than death for those who experienced it...

Mingi stood up as Jongho writhed on the ground, the transformation already beginning to take place. He crossed the room to the bed where you'd remained, and pulled your legs apart to examine how hurt you were.

"I'm so sorry, baby," he cried, tears falling down his cheeks.

"I'm okay," you told him. It hurt initially but wasn't so bad now that you'd had time for it to calm down.

"Let's clean you up," he suggested pitifully above Jongho's sobs. Mingi reached to carry you out of the room, and stepped over Jongho to do so. He closed the door to muffle Jongho's pain and brought you to the bathroom to bathe.

He was gentle as he wiped away any cum from between your legs, and even softer when he kissed you as the water ran over your body.

You whimpered and reached for him, bringing him close to kiss and touch you wherever he pleased.

"Mingi," you hummed when his hand palmed your tit. "I'm still in heat."

"You're hurt," he reminded you between kisses. His tongue was exploring your mouth and grazing your lips. He tasted so good you forgot your train of thought...until he brought you to the bed.

"Mingi," you groaned when he stood between your legs to continue kissing. "Please fuck me."

"Won't it hurt?" he fretted, though he didn't sound against it.

"I don't care," you murmured between kisses before reaching out to palm his crotch. Mingi was already hard and he was so strong he was fighting against his needs for you.

He hissed at the contact and nodded before he crawled over you. Mingi's frame was huge and daunting...and so sexy as he shadowed your smaller form beneath him.

"You still smell so needy for me," he hummed as he pulled his shirt off.

You nodded with a whimper and kissed across his chest and shoulders before making your way up his neck. There was a little sweat that tasted so delicious that you brought your tongue out to lap it up.

"So fucking needy," he growled deeper as he settled between your legs and undid the button on his jeans to shrug them down.

"Mhm," you begged, spreading your legs even wider for him.

When his cock first pressed against your cunt, you nearly cried in relief...and when he pushed in, you winced a little before he slowly pulled out to get you re-used to the feeling.

"Too big?" he checked through gritted teeth. He was fighting every instinct just to be a little gentle.

"No," you breathed, already losing control as you clawed at his back.

Mingi hissed and sank in deeper, filling every inch that Jongho had and then some. "Still so tight for me," he grunted against your ear as his hips snapped forward again.

"Mingi," you squealed and wrapped your legs around his waist.

"Fuck, hold my back, baby. Don't let go," he grunted just when his pace picked up. He slammed into you over and over...no longer being gentle. He had sensed that was okay with you, and let loose to give you what you really wanted.

Your lips spilled cries of his name, and he brought his hand to your throat just the way you liked it. "My knot is coming baby," he warned as he squeezed it tighter.

"Please," you whined. His back must've been red and raw by now from your scratching at his skin, but he wasn't even phased.

"Where do you want me to bite you today?" he asked. His lips settled against your cheek and temple as you considered the options, and you smirked before bringing your lips to his. "Here," you whispered just as the bulb in his cock attempted to breach you.

Unlike last time, it wouldn't fit on its own.

"You want me to bite your lip?" he taunted as he rocked his dick against your cunt. It felt so good feeling too small for him.

"Please, Mingi," you begged, unable to stop how needy you sounded.

"Not here?" he teased as his fingers abandoned your throat to pinch your nipple.

You arched into him with a gasp. He always touched you so perfectly...knowing instinctively what you wanted and when.

"No," you breathed.

"How about here?" he smirked as his hand moved lower to graze your clit.

"Mingi," you whimpered with a shake of your head. His knot was growing too big...you needed his bite...

"No, my mate wants her lip bitten," he sighed. "Naughty little thing," he tsked at the sight of your flushed, writhing frame.

"Mingi," you cried, too desperate now to stop how much you needed him. You liked being toyed with though...loved being worked up by his expert hands.

"I've got you, baby," he promised before finally pressing his lips to yours.

The kiss alone was magic. Your body ached for him in every single way, and when he finally bit your bottom lip, that feeling only amplified like a light inside you.

You gasped and clawed his back once more, your cunt loosening just enough to make room for his bulb.

When it sank in, Mingi grunted in relief and pulled back to watch you...to make sure you were okay. You gazed up at his observant eyes helplessly.

"I want your pups," you told him before bringing your hand to cup his cheek. "Only yours."

"You can have them," he vowed. He always turned so soft when he knotted. His choking, dominant side was replaced by a romantic softie in seconds.

Mingi rolled to lie beside you, making sure to wrap your leg around his waist so he wouldn't pull out. He just gazed for a while, noticing every freckle and mole...every scar...

"You're so beautiful," he hummed as he brushed your hair from your face.

"I'm so happy you're home," your voice cracked as you spoke. "I love you."

Mingi smiled and kissed away your tears, his knot finally releasing the moment your lips touched.

You both gasped into the kiss, and his arms wrapped around you to keep you as close as possible.

"I love you, baby," he cooed as you took all of him...spurt after spurt, he filled you. And unlike last time, since you had been claimed with his bite, your body accepted his knot and began to change.

Your tits swelled, and your stomach bloated...Mingi noticed and smiled at how soft you looked.