Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]

Chapter 36: Passionate Connection 🔥

Her body clenched, her walls fluttering around me as she came hard, her moans loud, unrestrained, her entire body trembling beneath me.

The feeling-the sound of it-was too much, and with one final thrust, I spilled inside her, my hips stuttering, my head dropping into the crook of her neck as pleasure consumed me, blinding, overwhelming.

For a long moment, we just breathed, our bodies tangled, our skin damp with sweat, the remnants of our pleasure still humming between us.

Then-she giggled.

I lifted my head, raising an eyebrow at her breathless, glowing expression. "What?"

She grinned, cupping my face, her eyes warm, filled with nothing but love.

"I think I like waking you up like that," she teased.

I smirked, leaning down to kiss her, slow and deep.

"Baby," I murmured against her lips. "You can wake me up like that every damn morning."

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The room was heavy with heat, thick with the scent of us-sweat, sex, her.

My body still hummed from the pleasure she had just given me, from the way she woke me up in the most perfect way possible.

But as I hovered over her, watching the way her chest rose and fell, the way her lips were swollen from my kisses, the way she still looked at me like she wanted more

I knew we weren't anywhere close to being done.

She smirked, her fingers trailing down my chest, slow and teasing, her nails scraping lightly over my stomach, making my muscles tense beneath her touch.

"You look like you're thinking too much," she teased, her voice husky, still breathless. "What's on your mind, baby?"

I caught her wrist, pinning it to the mattress beside her head as I leaned in, my lips grazing her jaw. "You," I murmured, my voice still rough from sleep. "And how I'm not nearly done with you yet."

Her breath hitched, her thighs tightening around my waist, and fuck, the need in her eyes sent another pulse of arousal straight through me.

I smirked, pressing a slow, lingering kiss just beneath her ear. "Think you can handle me?"

She gasped as I rocked my hips against her, teasing her entrance with the hard length of me.

Her hands gripped my shoulders, her nails digging in just enough to make my skin prickle.

"Yoongi," she whined, shifting beneath me, trying to push her hips up, trying to take me in.

I groaned, my control snapping as I grabbed her hips and flipped us effortlessly, pulling her on top of me.

"You ride me this time," I growled, my hands gripping her thighs as I settled against the pillows. "Let me watch you fall apart for me."

Her eyes darkened, her breath coming out in a shaky exhale as she straddled me, aligning herself with me.

She moaned as she sank down slowly, inch by inch, taking me deep, stretching around me so perfectly I had to clench my fists in the sheets to keep myself from thrusting up into her.

"Fuck-" I gritted out, my head falling back against the pillow as pleasure ripped through me.

She placed her hands on my chest, rolling her hips experimentally, making my abs tighten as I groaned deep in my throat.

"That's it, baby," I murmured, my hands guiding her hips, helping her find a rhythm. "Take me just like that."

She whimpered, her head tilting back as she moved, her body grinding down onto me, slow and deep, dragging pleasure out for both of us.