The morning air was crisp, sunlight streaming through the wooden window of their home nestled deep in the village. YN sat up slowly, her hand instinctively resting on her belly. Something felt different—an unfamiliar warmth, a deep sense of change within her. Her fingers trembled slightly as realization settled in.

She was pregnant.

Her heart pounded. A pup. Their pup. The very thought sent a rush of emotions through her—joy, disbelief, and an overwhelming love that made her breath hitch. Taehyung and Jungkook had filled her night after night, their possessive touches, their growls of devotion, their desperate need to claim her in every way. And now… now she carried the proof of their love inside her.

She barely had a moment to collect herself before the door creaked open. Taehyung was the first to step inside, his golden eyes instantly locking onto her. He knew. She could see it in the way his pupils dilated, the way his chest rose and fell just a little faster.

Jungkook entered right after, his nose flaring as he inhaled deeply. His body tensed, and then he was in front of her in an instant, kneeling beside the bed. “You smell different,” he murmured, his voice low and thick with emotion. His large hands cupped her cheeks, his thumbs brushing over her skin. “Tell me, love… is it true?”

YN swallowed hard, looking between them. The bond they shared pulsed with unspoken words, and finally, she nodded. “I’m pregnant.”

A growl rumbled deep in Taehyung’s chest, low and pleased. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her into his embrace as he buried his face into her neck. “Our pup,” he whispered, voice thick with pride. “You’re carrying our pup.”

Jungkook’s breath hitched before his lips crashed onto hers, possessive and desperate. “You’re ours,” he murmured against her lips, hands roaming her body with reverence. “And now, everyone will know.”

Their instincts took over.

Taehyung pushed her gently onto the soft furs, his mouth finding her neck, nipping at her pulse. “We have to make sure you’re fully claimed,” he growled, his hands sliding down to part her thighs.

Jungkook’s lips moved lower, tracing a path down her chest. His mouth latched onto her sensitive nipple, sucking deeply, his tongue flicking over the peak as his hand found her other breast. YN arched, a gasp leaving her lips.

Their touches were slow but possessive, worshiping her body, celebrating what she carried. Taehyung’s fingers slid between her legs, parting her folds as he teased her entrance. “Already wet for us,” he smirked before pressing a finger inside, curling it just right. “We’ll take care of you, always.”

Jungkook groaned, watching her writhe beneath them. “Need to taste her,” he muttered before lowering his mouth between her thighs. His tongue flicked out, licking a long stripe over her slick heat before sealing his lips around her clit, sucking hard.

YN moaned, her fingers tangling in his dark hair as Taehyung added another finger, stretching her open. “She needs us inside her,” he murmured, voice husky with restraint.

Jungkook pulled back, his lips glistening with her arousal. “Then let’s give her what she needs.”

They didn’t rush.

Taehyung slid inside first, groaning as he buried himself deep within her. His hands cradled her face, his lips brushing over hers. “You feel perfect,” he whispered, rolling his hips slowly, making sure she felt every inch of him.

Jungkook’s hands gripped her thighs, parting them further. “Gonna fill you more,” he promised, his voice raw as he lined himself up. When he pushed inside, stretching her further, a broken moan escaped her lips.

They moved together, their bodies synchronized, their bond strengthening with each thrust. Taehyung’s teeth scraped over her shoulder, biting down just enough to mark her again. Jungkook’s lips found her other shoulder, doing the same.

Their knots swelled, locking them together, ensuring their seed stayed deep inside her.

They whispered words of love against her skin, hands caressing every part of her as their instincts demanded they fill her, protect her, worship her.

And when they finally collapsed beside her, panting, their hands instinctively rested on her belly, cradling the life growing within.

“Our mate,” Taehyung murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Our love,” Jungkook added, nuzzling against her.

YN smiled, her heart full. This was their beginning—of family, of love, of forever.

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