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

Chapter 71: The Softest Claim 🔥

I nod frantically, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "More, please-"

He swears under his breath, his hands gripping my thighs as he thrusts deeper, his movements growing just a little faster, more intense.

And that's when I feel it.

A spark of something new, something hot and overwhelming, curling in my stomach, coiling tighter with every movement, every breath.

"Hyung-" I choke out, my entire body trembling. "I-I think I-"

Yoongi hyung kisses me, cutting me off, his hands holding me so close, his voice a low, wrecked whisper against my lips.

"I've got you, Jagi," he murmurs.

"Cum for me."

The pleasure builds so fast it almost terrifies me.

It coils deep in my stomach, white-hot and overwhelming, spreading through my limbs, leaving me trembling beneath Yoongi hyung's touch.

Every thrust pushes me higher, tighter, until I feel like I can't take any more-like I'm on the edge of something huge and I don't know if I can handle the fall.

"Hyung-" My voice breaks, my hands scrambling for something to hold onto, clutching at hyung's shoulders, his back, him.

I can feel the heat rushing through my veins, making my entire body burn from the inside out.

Yoongi hyung presses his forehead against mine, his breath heavy, his voice so gentle despite the way his body trembles with restraint.

"I've got you, baby," he murmurs, his lips brushing against mine.

"Scream for me, little one."

And then he hits it-that spot deep inside me that sends shockwaves through my entire body, making me gasp, making me break.

"Fuck!!! OH GOD!! I'm cumming!! Hyung!! I-I cant-"

I come apart with a shuddering cry, my back arching, my body tightening around him, my vision going white at the edges.

The pleasure rips through me, so intense I can barely breathe, my hands clawing at him as my release, white hot thick cum, spills between us.

"Shit! Fuck! Hyung! Bab-"

My body shakes with the force of it, my head falling back against the pillows, my lips parted in a breathless moan.

Yoongi hyung groans, his grip on me tightening as he slows down, riding me through it, his hips rolling in deep, slow thrusts, letting me feel everything.

"Fuck, Jagi..oh God" he breathes, voice strained, almost desperate.

"You're so tight-so fucking perfect."

I'm still trembling, my body wrung out with pleasure, but Yoongi hyung isn't done yet.

His movements are more erratic now, his breath ragged as he finally starts to let go, his control slipping as he chases his own release.

"Damn it! God Jagiya! It feels so fucking good inside yo-"

I feel him losing himself in me, the way his hips snap forward, the way his fingers dig into my skin like he needs me just as much as I need him.

I tilt my head, pressing my lips to his jaw, whispering,

"Cum for me, hyung."

That's all it takes.

"Fuck!!!!"

With a deep, shuddering groan, Yoongi hyung buries himself inside me one last time, his body going taut, his grip on me tight as he breaks.