"See, a monster is falling for a human."

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Loud cheers echoes around me as i hear them from one floor above in my dressing room in this shaby old warehouse.

The fight is going to start in less than thirty minutes. I'm done with warm up, heavy exercise before the fight and dressing up into my fight shorts.

It had been quite a long since i fought last time. Since that night, i changed the trajectory of some girl's life forever. Where she was a quite uninterested, innocent girl and now she's the biggest reason of my existence.

Just as i'm thinking of her, i smell her vanilla peach perfume around me. I hear the sharp click clack of her heels before she steps inside my dressing room. My jaw almost drops to tye floor even though I've seen her like fifty times in today's date. But still, She looks fine than ever.

A bodycon black leather dress which comes till her mid thighs hugs her curves so deliciously that i want to fuck her right here, making a pool of that dress on her waist. The sweetheart neckline pushes the swells of her breasts. The dress in sleeveless, her collarbones look so tempting, so does her neck. And oh that gorgeous face. I can't believe she's mine, but then again who else could she belong to it it wasn't me. There's none who deserves her.

Every part of her skin that's showing looks so smooth, so tempting and so fucking mine. 

"What you staring at, starboy?" Hana ask me as she stands tall like a model in her blood red heels.

Ever since she has started therapy, she has grown so much more confident. She had been to the session twice only and the quick progress makes me feel so good to see her being confident in her skin.

Dr. Kim told me that therapy is not the sole reason of quick recovery, it's the company of me. 

The events of the party still roams around my mind, the night still scares me and i am willing to do anything for that night to not repeat itself again.

I've known it since i've known her that when she's alone, she's the most vulnerable to her mind. All thanks to my experience with my mother, i knew what needed to be done and when.

I could sense the resistance in her eyes when i decided to stay with her after the incident. But i knew the danger of leaving her alone. 

Now that i've found her, i'm not losing her again. I remind her of this every night when she's panting loudly, naked in my arms.

"I'm staring at my girl, is it not allowed?" i ask her, taking the red rob off my body.

My naked torso gleams with the thin layer of sweat because of my warm up. I see Hana bawling her fists as her lips part. I know what she's thinking. She's thinking exactly what i am.

Ever since the night she asked for me to fuck her, she didn't know what she unleashed. 

Oh, the sight of purple and red marks on her skin the day after was more than tempting. It again proved to be a great disadvantage to her already sore body that the next day was Sunday and i was home all the day.

When i fuck, i fuck like an animal. And Hana makes me turn into a beast. I fucked her on any surface of the apartment. From the bed to the kitchen table to the floor to the fucking balcony, i didn't stop till she passed out in my arms again. 

I gave her my all that night and the next day, filling in the quotas of nights where i couldn't fuck her.

I know her pussy can feel me whenever she thinks of me, especially now when she's looking at me with those eyes.

"Come in," i command her to move because she's standing in the doorway.

She gulps, but follows me. Once inside, she shuts the door behind her. The lighting in the room is dim. There are nothing but a few workout equipments here, a bench that has my bag wide open on it and tall walls that echoes any noise. What can one expect from a shaby warehouse which isn't renovated at all in many years.

I see Hana walk towards me, the sound of her heels echo around us. When she reaches me, she tilts her head up to look at me. Even with these high heels, she has to tilt her head up. Cute.

I take my hand up to her face and trace her face with my finger softly. Fuck, she's so beautiful. Smooth skin, big eyes, small nose and these tempting lips. Even with makeup on, her real glow flashes out of her. Such a waste if I didn't make her mine.

I lean in towards her to kiss her but she stops me.

"No, not now. I'm not letting you ruin my makeup," she says, stepping back.

I circle my arm around her waist to pull her closer to me as she collides with my chest. She startles, looking up at me shyly.

"You can retouch it again, my peach," I say and then lean in again.

She cups my mouth with her hand to stop me again, looking into my eyes with pink cheeks.

"We don't have time for it. Your match is going to start soon, and no quickies before that," she tells me, her hand still on my mouth.

I lick her hand, wetting the spot and she pulls her hand back, shaking it in disgust. I smirk at her action like my tongue doesn't dance with hers every fucking day.

" So, I am allowed to do that after the match?" i ask her, like she has a choice. I fuck her when I want to fuck her. As for her mood, my one touch is enough for her to drop on her knees. That's our dirty little secret.

"W-Well-"

Hana's stuttering gets interrupted by the knock on the door.

"The match is going to start in a minute, get down," some guy speaks from outside and I grin, adrenaline rushing in. Finally, I'll have blood on my hands and calm my demons down.

I let go of Hana's body as I push my hair back with my hands. I can still feel her stare on me. Her eyes look worried, they have been since we woke up in the morning. She hasn't seen me fight a lot, so I can tell she's scared. But what she doesn't know is that I lose from no one.

No one can beat Jeon Jungkook.

"Let's go," I say and grab her hand to pull her with me.

"Do you have to do this?" she asks me as she stops me in track. I look at her face, and I hate the look of anxiety on her.

That's why I didn't want her to be here but she insisted. Also, considering the way I've not left her side in past few weeks, she has grown habitual of me. I, myself, don't want to go anywhere without her and that's crazy. Super crazy.

"No, but I want to," I answer and she sighs. She knows it all too well.

"Don't be scared. I'll win," I assure her as I face my body towards her, cupping her cheeks.

She holds my hands and kisses the tatted one. Well, something happened in my stomach but I don't name it.

"I'm scared you'll get hurt," she purrs.

I almost want to scoff but I resist. I'll end up hurting her feelings. No one has ever cared about me getting hurt. Hell, I've never cared about me getting hurt. Even my parents don't do that because they know me. They know what I've gotten myself into and how I'm going to survive this. So, all the care suddenly looks kind of funny but valid for her.

"I get hurt a lot, my peach, and that's not what scares me. It's the losing that I hate. So, I don't stop until I win or kill the person in front of me. That's the truth of me that you have to digest because you don't have the option to run away, my girl," I tell her and she sighs again.

I smile and then kiss her forehead. After pulling back, I start walking with her hand in mine.

" Maintain your distance from people here. Stay put in the place where I make you stand and, remember not to talk to any man there. Any fucking man," I tell her then look at her with my warning eyes.

"OK," she gives me a tight smile.

I walk with her out of the room. Loud rock music, the base of it shakes the floor, and cheers reach our ears. Hana's hold tightens in my hand. I give her a tight reassuring squeeze too. We walk hand in hand, down the stares in front of everyone here so that they all know that Hana is my girl and clearly off limits for everyone here. It's better they be smart and keep their distance from her if they don't have a death wish.

"Jungkook! Jungkook! Jungkook!"

Heavy and loud cheers boost up my confidence. This is what makes me feel alive and with my girl by my side, I feel like I'm on top of the world. I look at Hana at the instant to see her hiding herself from the attention. My jaw clicks but I set my face, aggression visible on my face.

Aggression keeps men like us sane.

The speakers blast with some announcements being done by the useless anchor over here. Once we set the foot on the last stair, I let go of Hana's hand.

"Stay here only," I tell her. This area is the safest. There's security and cameras are around this area. The crowd isn't very dense here.

She nods at me nervously, considering she'll be alone now.

"C'mon Jungkook," I hear the same guy from upstairs calling for me and I nod at him.

After a glance at Hana, I turn to walk towards the ring.

"Jungkook!" Hana calls from me, anxiety dripping in her voice and I look back at her.

"All the best," she wishes me and it's cute on her side.

This match might not be a very big thing for me, but it is for her. My sweet little lioness.

I smile at her and then turn around to take quick steps towards the ring. My instructor whispers stuff about who I'm fighting with, what I need to take care of and boring stuff like that.

Then he hands me my gloves. Black leather coated and JK written in golden on top of them. I put them on in an instant as I near the ring. Cheers get louder with each passing second, numbing my ear drums.

I slip through the ropes to get inside the ring and look at Hana to find her at her place, where I told her to be. Her arms are folded in front of her chest. Reminds me of the night in the party where she tried to look as confident as she can but I could see her shaking with anxiety, just like now.

"Jungkook," my instructor calls me and I give him a death glare. These people make it difficult for me to concentrate on her.

"Wear it," he hands me my teeth protectors.

I wear them in a matter of seconds and do a few hops, and practice some punches, getting myself ready for it. I snap my neck to release the tension. I need to be carefree to feel it all. The blood, the grunts, the punches. I can't wait.

My gut churns with discomfort suddenly as my breathe becomes shallow like some thing's wrong. I pinch my eyebrows, breathing out and then look towards the direction where I left Hana by the stairs.

She's not there.

I stop suddenly and start looking around for her. Where the fuck has she gone?

My eyebrows pinch together in alert. Is she in danger? Has someone done something to her?

My blood boils at the thought as I look to the other side where supplies for boxers are kept. I find Hana standing there, drinking water from a bottle. She fans her face with her hand and then look at me. She raises her eyebrows at me confidently and I almost scoff out.

Referee climbs up into the ring along with the opponent today and my attention falls on him. I recognize him right away. He's a new guy from Shadow Crew. I smirk looking at him. He snarls at me. Ah, I know this. Young energy.

Kim Mathew, age 18, first year in the university. Whatever gave him the confidence to fight me? Probably the useless ego to brag that he beat me up in the ring? I pity him already. I hope he makes out of here alive.

He gets into his position, cracking his neck. I get into my position too, eyes concentrating right where I will hit him.

My heartbeat pounds in my ears, chest heaving up and down rapidly. Jaw is tightly clutched and body is already sweating. The referee starts the count.

On count of three, he whistles with a 'Go' and I lunge forward but the young guy straight goes for my gut. I dodge in the moment and then aim for his shoulder, hitting him.

He groans out but doesn't wait as he starts with his punches again, not giving me time to strike him myself as I defend. This guy has major narcissist personality. Starting off really strong from the very first minute isn't actually a very brave move. He'll be weak soon and I'll take the opportunity.

He goes for a punch on my jaw, but I duck at the moment and strike his rib on the left. He doubles over for a moment and I chuckle out. If I want to, I can finish this match right here. He's weaker now, one punch in his gut and the other one on his jaw will drop him down on the mat but nah, it's not fun.

Last time, I fought with Taehyung. He was a tough fight. Only if he didn't get distracted by someone in the crowd, it wouldn't have been easy for me to win over him. He fights like I do, almost similar and just as powerful. We were both bruised and blood covered after the match. I liked it. It was challenging.

This match is boring. I want to yawn so bad. This guy has no skills. But if I can't fight him properly, I can at least make this fun by prolonging it till he pants like a bitch by the end.

Referee whistles and it's our time to change our sides. I go on his side and he comes on mine. I breathe out and get into my position as the referee starts counting. I gulp and look on my side to look at Hana to see if she's OK there.

But blood washes my brain when I see a guy from the opposite team talking with her. Fucking hell, he's touching her hand. My teeth clench at the sight. Why the fuck is Hana laughin-

Sharp pain courses from the jaw to my whole body as Mathew punches me. I couldn't see it due to my lack of concentration. He looks at me with a smirk, hoping in his place. I feel a streak of blood run down from the side of my lip.

The cheers around us goes silent for a moment.

My heart starts beating faster, breathes turn erratic again. I can feel my eyes getting red on the corners. With everything in me, I lunge forward towards him. He tries to defend himself but before he could, I punch him right in his stomach. It was harder than I intended.

He coughs out blood and I see red. I then punch him from under his jaw. He grunts in pain as his body flies backward. With my other glove clad hand, I punch him straight in his jaw. I hear bones crack before his grunts stop.

He falls down on the mat, almost dead. He's conscious at least, I can see his chest breathing. But I wouldn't have cared if he died.

Referee whistles, indicating that the match has finished and I won like always. But instead of happiness, I am mad.

I look to my side again to see Hana looking at me with shocked expression. The guy is still there right next to her. I know this guy too. He has fought me in the ring before, lost horribly too. He's also the brother of one of the guys who harassed Hana at the party. If she knew who she's been laughing with all this time, she'll through up.

He smirks at me like a devil. I see his arm on the table behind behind where Hana is standing. If she moves back just by an inch, she'll be touching this motherfucker's arm.

He's doing this on purpose, inviting me to fight him. He leans in closer to Hana and sniffs her hair.

Fuck, I've had enough. I take my teeth protection out, flexing my jaw to let go of the soreness.

"Like always, Jungkook wins the match! Who's going to beat this exceptional player?! Continuing his streak of wins, Jungkook becomes the man of the month for fifteenth time since he joined the university! The match's over-"

"No, it's not!" i scream loudly. Loud enough to be heard over the cheers.

My nostrils flare for a second as I point at the guy standing next to my girl. Hana's eyes widen. She'll learn her lesson soon, for now I want to teach that shit face a lesson.

"I challenge you to fight me!" I yell at him, my hands roll into very tight fists and shake with anger.

Gasps follow one after another around me. Referee looks at me with a 'we can't do this' look but I don't care. They can all leave but I'm going to beat that man to pulp right here.

The guy looks at me with a smirk. Hana stays silent, knowing that she fucked up big time.

"But he doesn't even have boxing gloves or anything," referee whispers to me.

I take my gloves off and hand it to him if that's what makes him think that fight will be fair.

The guy scoffs and walks towards the ring. He takes off his watch and then his black t shirt. His tatted body, leaner than mine though, comes into everyone's view.

The cheers erupt once again, chanting my name louder than before. Who doesn't like extra fight?

In his black sweatpants, he climbs into the ring. He's of the same height as mine as I see a playful glint in his eyes. He doesn't know what he has gotten himself into. His brother didn't get to see half of the rage when we deported him to  the other country but right now, I'm going to pour all my anger onto this lamb who has walked into my den himself.

"Are you sure?" referee asks him and he nods, a sinister smirk on his face.

Pathetic loser.

We both get into our position. My lip twitch to already pounce on him and beat him to death, but I waited for the referee to whistle before starting.

Just when the whistle is blowed, I pounce on him attempting to punch his jaw but he dodges. He attempts to punch my face but I duck at the sane time.

Then, tightening my fist, I attempt to punch his face again and this time, my bare fist strikes his jaw very hard. His face flies to his side. I don't give him any time to recuperate as I punch him at the same side again, blood flows out of his mouth.

His angry eyes turn to look at me. He again reaches for my face to punch me, but I again dodge, punching him on his stomach. He coughs out for a second but doesn't take longer time as he pushes me backwards. It's actually against the rules of boxing, but there's nothing like rules in here. We just fight here to win. Any way.

I regain my balance and try to punch his rib but he saves himself from it. Then, in just a flash, I feel a punch in my gut. I grunt at the pain and hear the slightest of call from Hana. I don't look at her. Instead I look at the guy in front of me.

He's coming in towards me with another punch on my face but I duck myself just in time and hold his waist to push him back. He loses his balance as I push him right into the ropes of the ring. His body bounces off them.

I jump up in the air as I strike the front of his face with my elbow.

"Ah!" he screams out as blood flows out of his nose. He clutches his face to stain his own hands with blood, panicking.

I grab his shoulders and pull him off the ropes to punch him straight on his face again. He's screams in pain again. Then I punch him in his guts, making him double over. I put my hand on his back, pushing his face down  to strike him with my knee.

He screams loudly in the pain, falling on the mat with his face down.

I'm panting loudly as I turn him over with my hands. Then I get up on him, sitting on his stomach as I throw rows of punches, one after another on his face.

His hand tries to stop me, scratching my body but ends up being a failure. His bloody hands stain my arms and any part of my body he could touch to protect himself.

"You thought you could act brave by touching my girl? Touching what's mine?" i growl in his face and then punch him again.

He moans in pain as i pull him up by his hair. His bloody face looks such a fucking sight. The artwork that i did because he deserved it. His half open eyes look at me and i don't like the fact that he's still conscious.

"This is for ever thinking that you can outsmart me, and on top of anything, for thinking that you'll beat me. I'm the God of this Ring," i whisper every word with anger as i punch his face for the last time, shutting his eyes.

I leave his body to lay down unconscious on the mat. Loud cheers chant my name like prayer again and again loudly and i stand up, all covered in blood which is not mine but this asshole's. I'm looking down at his face, fighting the urge to actually kill him.

Referee reaches me and holds my wrist, stopping me from letting my intrusive thoughts win. Standing there with his body underneath me, between my legs, referee puts my arm up, declaring me as the final winner.

The boys from my gang get up into the ring as they hoot loudly for me. All of them circle around me, thumping my back, congratulating me for my win. But i still haven't found peace yet. There's someone else who needs to be reminded of a few things.

I look to my side at Hana. Her composure is rigid, and eyes are wide, looking at me. It's going to be fun again.

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"Jungkook wait-"

I pull her inside the changing room with me. My heart pounds in my ears, a vein is throbbing on my temple. I'm panting, because of the game and this unhealthy feeling of red jealousy.

Beating him to pulp isn't enough. That bastard dares to flirt with my girl, out of all mine. He thought it'd be an easy competition but what I'm exactly not is an easy competition. If the referee didn't jump in the last moment, I would've killed that motherfucker. And I would've gotten away with it. It isn't like deaths doesn't happen in illegal rings.

He's in some ambulance being taken away and I'm covered in my sweat and that asshole's blood. It stinks, it's fucking filthy. I should probably take shower, that's what I should be doing but not now. Not after I show this pretty woman who to grant her body.

And that's not anyone, but me.

Kim Hana belongs to Jeon Jungkook. I'd engrave this on her forehead before some filthy fly comes near her, near my flower.

I hear her heels clicking furiously with the tiled floor underneath us, loud sound of them echoing around us. She constantly tries to shake herself away from me but I keep my grip tight on her wrist. She's protesting constantly behind  as she follows me, having no choice of walking away.

"Aahh!" she grunts when I slam her body to the nearest wall.

I look at her sweating face now. Her eyes furrowed, warning me to let her go. It's such a bad thing that I've been so easy with her these days. Sweet boyfriend, that's what I've been. She turned me into a human from the beast that I am, not knowing that it won't take a little disturbance to awaken the sleeping monster.

I want to claim her all over again. In my way, like I love. Rough and possessive.

"Did you like that? Another man's attention when he saw you in this tiny whore like dress?" I ask her, facing down her body.

"What I wear is and who I talk to is my choice! He just-"

"Oh no, baby. It is your choice about what you wear but who you talk to? That's not on you, my peach," I tell her, a devious smirk on my face.

Taking my hand up, I grab her jaw. I step forward, cutting the mere inches of distance between us as her small breasts flush against me.

The atmosphere gets very warm. It's partly because of the extreme boxing that happened downstairs but most of it is because of my closeness with her. I breath in her air and my nose is almost touching her.

I look down at her tempting red lips which has lost their colour because her constantly licking her lipstick and chewing on it because because of anxiety of whatever happened down there.

The remaining bits of it, I'm going to remove it.

"He didn't even touch me," she snarls, hating the control I want to have over her.

"Oh, would he even dare? He wouldn't have been alive if he tried. You're my property, only mine."

"I'm not some property, Jungkook. I'm a person," she whispers, her lips slightly shivering now because of our closeness.

"My person, Hana. Only mine," I tell her and before she could process anything, I spin her around.

She yelps out loud. My body presses against hers as I hold both of her wrists in my one big palm. She struggles but it's of no use.

Resistance always turhs me on when it comes to her, because I know what she wants deep down. What she is under this beautiful mask of being an innocent girl.

"Pl-"

"Hush, peach, next time you let someone near you," I say and pull the zipper of her leather dress all the way down. I see her black lacy panties barely covering her round ass cheeks peeking out at me.

"You need to be reminded who owns this  cunt. Next time, you wouldn't even think that someone would be able to even put their fucking hands on you, on what's mine," I yank her out of that barely covering dress that she was wearing.

Spinning her around again, I hear her slightest of whimper when I capture her lips.

The sweetest nectar falls down her lips into mine as I taste her for the countless time now. Every time I kiss her it's something new, something more deeper, darker and just so sinister. I want to push myself more into her lips, till I can reach the back of her mouth. It's never enough, nothing is ever enough when it comes to her.

I kiss her, pouring my all into it. Cupping her cheeks in my hands roughly, I feel her whine but don't stop kissing her.

Her tongue battles with mine in the constant war of self worth and need. She knows her pride shifts to moon when I'm with her. She's prideful in front of other people, but in a heated place with me, she's nothing but my whore. That's what I treat her like when I'm fucking her. Like it's my last. Like I'm never going to see her again.

Loud smooches, and teeth clashing sounds echo around us. I groan in my kisses and she whimpers feebly.

She stands almost naked in front of me. Only with this fragile lace on her body. I flush my sweaty and blood smeared body against her flesh. It feels sticky but I had promised her to fuck her in the blood of the man if he tried to come any near her. And one thing that I am for sure is honest. A man of my words.

I let go of her lips only to take my boxing shorts off. With this, I'm completely naked and hard as rock in front of her. My hard dick slaps against my abdomen, the metal piercing stings my skin where they hit. I bite my lip at how painful it feels not being inside her right now.

Hana looks at my body. I look at her, feeling satisfied at how obsessed she is with me too.

She's the same woman who ruined by favorite car with her Dior lipstick just because I was talking to some other girl on phone.

She's my Hana. My little lioness, and my nemesis too.

"Get on your fucking knees," I tell her and she looks up at me with her big eyes, trying her best to scare me with her glare.

My lips twitch into an amused smirk as I take my hand down to her clothed cunt. I hear her tiniest of sighs. Her head hangs down her neck, like she's letting go of the control on her body and giving it to me. To use it my way.

Giving into the urge, i latch my lips on her neck and she shudders. Loving the sensitivity of her skin, i nibble on the soft flesh. Hard, sinking my teeth in like some vampire drawing out coppery blood out of her. Nirvana.

She screams out at the pain, but i suck on her till my mouth is covered with her blood in every corner. Fuck, she'd kill me one day.

My hands roam around her body. Tracing, grabbing, pinching and marking her sensitive skin. 

Hana cries in my arms but i know she'd look at these marks tomorrow and feel herself getting wet on the memories. That's how twisted she is.

That's how twisted i've made her.

I trace my lips down to her body and see her blood mixing with the blood that i've smeared on her body. She looks dirty, she looks like a demon that i painted.

When i bite her nipple lightly, she punches my shoulder. I feel her shake against me. Her knees falling weak and i take the opportunity to push her down on her knees.

She yelps yet again, hitting her knees on the hard floor. Her teary eyes first look at my proudly standing hard dick and then up at me. She's hurt. I can see the pain reflecting in her eyes, building hate for the moment but underneath all this, i see dark pure and lethal lust for me. 

"Open your sweet mouth now, Hana," i tell her, more like command.

Her nostrils flare for a second. Tears flow down. Oh she hates me right now. 

I like it more, it makes the whole moment more heated.

I lean down a little and grab her jaw, making her pucker her lips. She doesn't let out a sound.

I don't say anything. There's nothing to say, it's more about actions now.

With my other hand, i grab my leaking cock and position it in front of her mouth. She doesn't fight to close her mouth, instead, i see her tongue moving slightly at the memory of my dick inside her. She looks at it just the way i want her to. She craves it. The insults i give her.

"Isn't this what you wanted? I know you. You pull all these stunts on me because you like when i treat you like you mean nothing to me when i fuck you. You love that, don't you?" i ask her, my chest rising at how painfully hard i am and how i'm craving her warmness right now.

"You're sick," she mumbles and i snicker.

"That i am," i whisper and and push my dick into her warm mouth.

Unlike her talks, she again doesn't resist. Instead, she opens her mouth to accommodate me in. Sucks me in like some snake. 

"Ah," i let out a breathy moan at how relieving it felt when her warmness engulfs me.

I let go of her jaw to keep my hand on the wall to keep myself standing. No mouth has ever made me go weak on my knees like this. It's her, only fucking her.

Once she adjusts, i bite my lower lip hard as i hit the wall of her throat. She gags and splutter around my cock. More tears run down her eyes as she takes tiny breathes in.

The image of what lead to this moment clouds my vision, blood runs hot in my cock inside her mouth. I pull it out, keeping just an inch inside her warm mouth. Then, i push it back in, brutally.

I force her to open her mouth wider. I warn her to not use her teeth on me, she's mere tiny inches away from doing that because i'm all inside her mouth. Her tongue isn't even working because of how she's busy counting her breathes.

I bite my lower lip at the filthy sight. I love punishing her. 

I push myself deep and fast inside her mouth. Her hands hold my thighs, nails scratching my skin. Oh, i craved this. Her nose is running, saliva is dripping down between us.

She chokes again, eyes bulging out. I do that again and again. Till i'm satisfied. That's how she wants. That's what she gets for being feisty.

"You like this, hm?" i  stop and ask her, literally seeing her struggle to breathe as i push my cock deeper into her pretty lips.

She shakes her head. I smirk.

"So would you be my obedient girl and suck my cock nicely?" i ask her.

She shakes at her place but nods.

I try to withdraw my cock from her mouth to let her take a breathe but before it was out, she sucks me right back in. Did i almost die? yes.

Fuck. I almost saw heaven. I hiss at the pleasure.

Hana doesn't look up at me. Her face is red, sweat forming on her skin. Her lips are so prettily wrapped around my cock. I almost cum at the sight. The closed lips create suction yet again. Her tongue rolls around my head, just where my piercings are.

My mouth is parted, eyebrows pinched together. I can feel a sweat bead streaming down my neck at how hot this looks and feels. 

"Fuck," a low curse rumbles down in my throat as she keeps teasing the tip. The pleasure is too much, i see stars and i don't want her to stop. Though if i want a release, i need her to go faster.

I gather her hair and fist them behind her head and start moving my hips against her mouth. She sucks, and i thrust. Fuck, i'll go feral.

I bare my teeth, feeling my balls tightening as i increase the pace. Her loud gags and splutters jumps off the walls. I stare down at her running mascara, blood, tears and saliva. She looks the sexiest when she's messy. Because of me, especially.

I keep my thrusts sane as i tip my head back, closing my eyes as i feel it coming.

In next few seconds, i feel myself growing inside her and twitch. I'm about to cum. And just before i could paint the insides of her mouth white, i pull out.

Hana whimpers, then chokes on her breathe. I grab her face by her jaw, making her look up at me with my one hand. My other hand pumps my cock, not stopping the mindblowing orgasm. After few pumps, i cum over her face.

She gasps, blinks in shock as the strings cover her eyes, nose, cheeks, everywhere on her face. I empty myself on her, watching my seeds flow down her face to her neck, mixing with her sweat and tears. It's a sight, the most sinful one but my new favorite.

Her mouth is still parted, drawing small breathes in. I take my thumb to her face as i collect my cum off her skin and push it into her mouth to taste how insane she makes me.

"Such  a good girl..," i praise her.

"The moment i saw these lips, i knew they were made to only suck me in. Like you have some oral fixation only for me," i whisper, panting harshly.

"Get up," i command her.

She gulps but follows like a doll. I love how submissive she is. She deserves her reward.

Just when she's up on her feet and gains her balance, not glancing even once at me, i get on my knees.

She looks at me with confusion. I look up at her with a smirk. From here, she looks like how i worship her. My goddess. I'm here to her service.

She's the first who has seen me on my knees. Definitely will be the only one until the day i die.

"What are you doing?" her shaking voice asks me.

 I don't answer her. Instead i go behind her to grab her ass cheeks to pull her closer to me. She stumbles a little, gasps out. Her pussy is just in front of me, behind this lacy panties. This thin fabric doesn't hide anything. I can already feel how damp they must be. Her arousal smells so nice and clear to me. I can't wait any longer to stuff my face between these thighs of hers.

I grab the waistband of the black lace and pull it down her. She speaks again but i silent her with a loud spank on her ass. 

"Shut up before i gag this mouth of yours," i warn her as i force open her legs.

The fragrance of her arousal hits my nose, all sweet and tempting, and like some to the bee to the flower, i get my face near her dripping cunt. 

I look up at Hana to see her naked chest rising and falling at the adernaline rush. She's as red as tomato and most probably isn't believing the sight in front of her.

I eat her out every morning, it's nothing new. But me being on my knees must be a sight.

I tip my face up and pull her even closer to me so that her pussy hovers just above my face. I look up at Hana with dark eyes as i inhale the intoxicating smell of her wet pussy. She shies away, hiding her face with her hand.

"Don't. Look at me, Hana. Look down at me. At how good i eat you, how good i make you feel," i tell her and she hesitantly takes her hands away from her red face to look down at me.

"This is so... filthy," she tells me, breathing shallow.

I smirk," It's never clean between us, my peach."

I put one finger of mine in her warm pussy. So sensitive she clenches around me, holding my shoulders. Her head tips back when i poke her sweet spot as she closes her eyes.

" Your eyes remain on me, or i'll stop," i tell her as i withdraw my finger out of her.

"No...," she whispers, looking down at me.

That's what i thought.

Looking into her eyes, i dart my tongue out to taste her. She looks down at me, her knees wobble as i lick her sensitive clit. She lets out a low whine as i close my mouth around it to suck on her tiny bundle of nerves.

My fingers are back into her warmth. One at first, then two and then three. She sucks me in, making room for every finger as i fuck her with them at the same time my mouth works on her clit.

She bites her lips in attempt to not moan out loud as she harshly grabs my hair. I lick her pussy out like a madman, the slurping noise is the only thing that can be heard along with the squelching sound of my fingers fucking her pussy and her tiny moans.

She struggles above me to breathe as i bury my face deeper into her cunt. My fingers leave her warm cave only to get replaced by my tongue. The moment this boneless muscle enters her, she cries out. My teeth graze around her pussy. If not her, i'm going insane.

She shakes, her knees giving out but my one arm has held her securely by her  waist. Her back arches and i continue edging her with the strokes of my tongue.

"Jungkook please...," she cries out a request. She does that everytime she feels the pleasure fogging her mind.

In another second, she starts grinding on my face, riding it so temptingly. Her eyes close shut but i don't stop, not having it in myself because it'll be a torture to myself.

But i keep staring up at her. Her beautiful skin, the round mounds of her chest, the perky nipples and that pleasured face. My one arms snacks up her torso to reach one of her breasts. I cup it, then squeeze it. She gasps, tipping her head back. I feel her clenching around my tongue as i pinch her nipple. 

She screams out my name, her one leg climbs up to rest on my shoulder. She puts half of her body weight on my shoulder, leaning back by the wall. It's hard for her stay put.

I lap on her juices like a madman, my hand toying with her perky nipple, pinching it to the point it turns red and hurts. I change my pace every time i feel her getting close, pushing her to the edge but not over it.

I switch from licking her hole to sucking on her clit. My mouth, nose and basically whole of my face is drowned with her arousal. I would die stuffed deep between her thighs.

Just when i feel her clenching hard around my tongue, i stop, changing the pace. She groans in irritation. I smirk at how mad she has become as she pulls my hair in an attempt to show me her discomfort.

I detach my mouth from her pussy and she grabs my hair to push me back in, but i don't.

"Why?!" she screams out, panting furiously.

In response, i slap her cunt. She jerks forward , her leg almost slipping down my shoulder.

"Ask yourself," i say, my voice hoarse as i slap her cunt once again. She whimpers at the overstimulation.

"Please, i'm so close," she bucks her hips for some friction.

I slap her cunt again as i say, "You know what i want to hear, baby."

"You want me to apologize?" she asks, looking down into my eyes with her tears stained face.

"You're a smart girl, aren't you?" i ask her, amused.

"You wis-"

Before she could complete, i slap her cunt once again, and then again. I see her hole clenching around in air, swollen and red. Hana doesn't speak anything, just takes on what i give.

I again latch on her as i start eating her out again, licking and lapping around. She starts moaning because it must sting after the spanks. I start like a madman again, never getting enough of her. But just when she was about to orgasm, i pull back again.

Hana groans above me like she wants to kill me.

"Fuck you!" she curses out.

I smirk as i take my finger to push two of them into her wetness. Her arousal wettens my whole hand in just a second. I pump them in and out of her, very slowly, driving her close to insanity.

My teeth grazes her sensitive clit, biting on it very lightly. Giving her the pain with the slightest of pleasure.

"Jungkook, please, i...," she whines, crying like a child.

I bite on her clit last time before asking her,"You what, baby?"

With my fingers slowly working in and out of her, i wait for her response. Her head rolls back as she gulps, her stomach sucks in as she finds her release.

"I'm sorry, please," she whispers, low, bucking her hips against my face.

"Say it louder, Hana," i command her, stopping my fingers altogether.

"Fuck no, please, I'm sorry, Jungkook!"she screams and i grin, giving her hungry cunt a long, slow and torturous lick.

"Tell me who you belong to, peach."

"You! now, please-"

"Say it loud and clear, Hana," i suck lightly.

"I belong to you, Jungkook. My body belongs to you. Do me as you want, i'm yours to keep and yours to lose. Just, please," she cries.

"Now was it that hard?" i snicker as i get to my work.

With the fingers and mouth, i drive my girl to the doors of hell. She grips my hair hard again. Her one hand hides in my raven hair, other hand tries to hold the wall behind her.

The sounds of my slurps becomes louder. I close my eyes, drowning in the pleasure of tasting her. Her body shudders, her legs almost wraps around my neck as i feel the heel of her foot digging into my flesh. My tattooed arm wraps around her thigh on my shoulder, squeezing her, keeping her in place.

Hana becoming a mess above me. Her body squirms. Screams, moans and loud pants leave her pretty lips. I listen to them getting high pitched and know that she's almost there, few seconds away from spasming around my mouth, crashing like waves, wetting me with her desire.

"Jungkook, fuck, fuck fuck!" she screams and i keep the pace of my licks and sucks just the same so that she drives over the edge.

Her body shakes, and pussy clenches around my tongue as hot white liquid flows out of her. She screams my name and i hold her tightly above me. I open my eyes to look up at her, feeling proud of my work as she's coming long and hard. The sound of her coming is like bells on heaven. 

She's my personal heaven, though the things i do to her, and for her, will open the gates of hell for me. But i don't give a fuck as long as i can see her losing her mind over me, because of me.

I slowly ride her out of her orgasm while she pants, trying to keep her breathing steady.

But what she doesn't know is that I'm not going to let her take a breathe of relief for just a second. Right now, she's mine to use and I'll do her the way I want, just the way she asked.

I push her leg off my shoulder. Startled her couldn't maintain her weight on her legs suddenly. She yelps as she feels like she'll fall down. But I didn't let her.

I stay on my knees, painfully hard again with my heart thumping inside my cock because of how desperate it is to fuck her at the moment.

So i hold her hands and pull her down in front of me. Her face is in front of me. She's scared of what will happen next but she's as much excited too. I want to skip everything and just get to fucking her right now, or i'll go maniac.

we're in the shabby old warehouse. The walls, the floor, everything is warn out. I can't lay her down here, it'll scratch her pretty skin, and i'm too turned on to wait till i get home with her.

My one hand grabs her throat and other one travels down to her pussy to find her still dripping wet, stretched out because of her orgasm.

"Can you feel this? It's me who has gotten this filthy cunt this fucking wet. Do you think any one else can make you feel this good, mh?" i touch her swollen clit for her to shake in my hold.

She shakes her head.

"Then why do you pull stunts on me?" i ask her, tilting my head, teasing her over and over again.

"I don't....," she whispers.

I snicker.

My hand from her throat touches her lips and i say," These lips are mine to kiss and fuck."

"And this cunt is mine to touch, see, fuck and fucking own. You know this too well, don't you? Or do you like me killing men for you. Is that it?" i ask her, flicking her bud with the finger, then hissing as my cock twitches just at the thought of some other man with her.

She shakes her head but doesn't say anything. Her brain is too fogged.

"Get on your all fours, Hana," i say and she looks at me like she didn't think i'd fuck her. Once we're naked, there's no chance she's leaving the space without my seeds deep inside her cunt.

She gulps and i leave her body as she crawls out from between me and the wall, to my right. 

I turn towards her to see her ass up in the air, back stiff from anticipation, she's drawing in harsh breathes. We don't usually start from this position. I fuck while looking at her pretty face, then toss her arround the bed after she orgasms, when her mind is too numb to process anything.

But right now, she feels exposed because she's fully aware. Her thighs are tight shut. I push them open with my hands to look at her wetness in bright light now. I grab her ass cheek to pinch it, opening her hole for me to see her clenching for my cock. To welcomes its owner home.

I lick my lip and decide to end the torture on myself as i position my cock right at her enterance.

I grab her hair from behind, making her yank her head back, arching her back. She whines out at the painful arch and i push my cock inside her just at the moment.

"Oh God...," she gasps.

"No. Jungkook, baby, say my name. Say the name of the man who's fucking you good, my peach," i tell her and start thrusting inside her warmness.

I go deeper with each of my thrusts, rotating my hips in an attempt for her to adjust to it. With every stroke, her moans get heavier. I look down at where she's sucking my cock in through her pussy. It's so wet, my cock is glistening, the angry veins not calming down. So, i pick up the speed.

I slap her jiggling ass, meeting my thrusts. Fuck, i can fuck her all the fucking time. I want to bite her, mark her all over.

"Oh Jungkook, I... This feels so different," she whines.

I hum with a low growl, don't say anything but i miss her face. I want to look at her face, her parted mouth and rolling eyes as i fuck her. Fucking her is never boring, but I think I have fixated myself to her face a lot. But still, I keep on thrusting inside her.

However in matter of few seconds, give up as i pull out and let go of her hair. 

Hana looks back at me. I hold her arm to spin her around. I sit down on the floor, not giving a damn that the dirt is dirtying my sticky skin. I make Hana sit on my lap.

I'm panting as i pump my dick with my tatted hand and say, "Lift yourself up."

She does and i position my dick right under her pussy. 

Hana looks at my face, terrified because she has never ride me before. Her big eyes look at me, telling me to choose something else. Her cheeks redden because she knows i'm going to tear her cunt open like this.

"You can take this," i tell her, cupping her cheek with my one hand as my other hand holds her waist.

"It'll...," she concerns looking down between us.

I kiss her lips just at the moment, silencing her fears. I slowly guide her hips with both my hands as i make her sink down on me, inch by fucking inch. Hana whines in the kiss but i don't leave her. My tongue hugs hers, tasting her fear, loving it deep down.

Possessiveness takes over me as i push my face deeper against her. Her head bobs with every kiss. I tilt her face to her side, biting her lip. In a second or two, I make her sit with my whole length inside her. Her arms wrap around my shoulders, nails digging deep. I moan loving the feeling of her warmth while me kissing her.

I break the kiss, panting as i curse out and then crash my lips against her again. I lift her hips up, till my tip's inside her, then slam her hips back down. Fuck, she's so tight i feel like she's suffocating me.

"Argh," Hana breaks the kiss, screaming out.

"Too much," she cries, her glassy eyes looking into mine.

"But you're going to take it, you've taken worse," i tell her as i again pull her hips up and slam them down on my length. 

My eyes never leave her desired, glassy ones. I kiss her again, to keep her distracted and keep the pace slow for her to adjust. With next few thrusts, i pick up the pace, readying myself to fuck the daylights out of her.

It gets too much for her again as she breaks the kiss. Anger rumbles down my throat as i growl lowly, pulling her lips back on mine with my lips. She whines against me, her tears staining my own cheeks.

Her legs wrap around my waist and i start thrusting up into her. I pull my lips off her to tell her to keep her hands behind her on the floor. She does as told, looking into my eyes, new set of tears forming.

I grab her waist and get up on my knees so that her ass settles on my thighs and i have the room to fuck her.

Once i'm adjusted, i start thrusting up into her at my pace, Fast and brutal. I can feel her pussy stretch and clench around me. She's such a witch. Her eyes are tightly closed.

I grab her nape and pull her closer to me, forcing her head to face downwards.

"Open your eyes, my whore. Look at us," i tell her and she opens her eyes, looking down at my fast thrusts, at how my cock disappears inside her pussy and how she makes room for me to get inside.

"You see this? Your tight pussy stretching around my cock. This is my pussy, you get it?" i tell her and thrust hard right up at her sweet spot.

"Ah yes, you feel so good, Kook," she moans between her cries.

She grabs onto me harder. Faster and harder, i fuck her into oblivion. Her hair bounce, meeting my frantic thrusts. Her arms give out behind her to hold her upright. I grab her head from behind keeping her at place, pulling on her hair. Her hands grabs my shoulders as she bounces because of my pace.

The flesh against flesh makes the slapping sound, which gets mixed with my groans and her moans.I capture my lower lip between my teeth, looking at her face as her head rolls back, eyes closed feels herself getting fucked like she deserves.

I can never get enough of the sight of her when i'm fucking her. Her skin turns red, sweaty and now she's cover with dried blood of the guy she tried flirting with. I like when veins pop out of her neck when she's concentrating on my cock ramming her insides. And more than anything i love the sight of her cumming.

Her stomach sucks in again and i know she's close. I grab her jaw to make her look at me. She open her glossy eyes to look into my eyes. I stare into her eyes and i feel something. Her forrowed eyebrows tell me something before she closes her eyes once again.

I gulp before i say," Say my name, Hana."

Her mouth opens but she couldn't form words at how nuts my cock is driving her. I keep the pace steady as her eyebrows pinch again, her mouth falls open and back arches against my torso. She's going to cum. 

"I-I..," she tries but i know what she wants to say so i don't stop as i feel my own orgasm tightening my insides.

"Say my fucking name, my whore," i whisper against her lips.

I moan lowly and kiss her. Her muffled screams and digging nails gives it away.

"Jungkook!" Hana screams out, and keeps on screaming my name as i feel her clenching so hard around me, i almost fall out of her as she comes on my cock.

I don't stop with my thrusts, feeling her milking me so good and then follow right after her as i cum with a loud groan, spraying my hot white cum inside her deep . My orgasm ripples out of me hard like some hurricane, numbing me for a moment as i hear myself losing my senses. I hear nothing but a sharp silence, see nothing but black stars. Fuck, I'm so doomed.

After i come back to my senses, i look at Hana who's sticking to my body like koala. If she stays this close to me, my dick that's still inside her will come back to life and i don't think she wants that.

I sigh out loud, detaching the almost unconscious Hana from my sticky body. She needs a shower but i think she's too gone for that. 

I take the moment to stare at her face again, now all ruined with all the activity. She looks so good like this too, with her make up smudged and looking like she's freshly fucked by me. 

I sigh at her beauty as i trace her face with my finger, feeling her skin like i do every night, like i'd go blind anytime and i'd have to remember her face trough my touch. She's just effortlessly beautiful and just so mine.

My heart starts beating loudly in my chest. Wait, aren't we done with the sex? Then what's the blood rush about now?

I don't focus on it as i kiss her soft lips again. But oh, the fluttering that's happening in my heart doesn't feel normal. What's the deal?

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