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

Chapter 100: My Good Boys 🔥

"Tae-Tae-I can't-" he sobbed.

"You can,"

I snarled, thrusting up into him now, meeting his movements.

"You were made for me. You feel that? That's us, hyung. That's everything."

His nails scraped down my chest.
His head dropped forward, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.

I reached up, cupped his face, kissed him hard and messy and full of every bit of wild heat burning between us.

"Ride me until you break,"

I whispered against his lips.

"I'll be right here."

Jin hyung was riding me like he was losing his mind-moans high and frantic, every bounce harder, rougher, more desperate.

His hands clawed at my chest, nails dragging down my skin, and his thighs shook around me like he couldn't keep control.

Tears were slipping down his cheeks, streaking the flushed skin, and his mouth hung open, trembling with every gasp.

"Joon-please-Tae-please-I need-"

he sobbed, voice cracked and wrecked, chasing something just out of reach.

Every time he dropped down onto me, I thrust up, hard and sharp, hips meeting him halfway.

I was panting-breath stolen from me, chest heaving, muscles taut.

My eyes didn't leave him, not for a second. He looked like art-raw, desperate, undone.

"Cum on me, hyung,"

I growled, hands bruising on his waist.

"I want to feel you fall apart."

Joon hyung moved in beside us, slow and purposeful like a storm rolling in.

He reached out, wrapped his hand around Jin hyung's cock with maddening precision, stroking him smooth and devastating.

"You want to cum, baby?"

Joon whispered into his ear, lips brushing the shell.

"You want to make a mess while your sweet cub fills you up?"

Jin hyung cried out-loud, unfiltered-his whole body arching.

"Yes-yes, Daddy-please-I can't-"

My pulse spiked.
Every muscle in my body tightened.

I felt everything-every squeeze around me, the way his body begged to fall apart, the pressure building in my own core like a fuse waiting to ignite.

Joon hyung's voice dropped again-low, dark, commanding. A snarl made of silk and fire.

"You're going to cum inside him."

"You're going to fill him while I watch."

"Look at his face. Look at how much he needs you."

"You were made for this, cub-for us."

I couldn't breathe.
Couldn't think.

I was so deep inside Jin hyung, so wrapped in the heat and the tension I felt like I was on the edge of breaking with him.

"Hyung-"

I gasped, voice splintering.

"I'm gonna-fuck-I'm gonna cum-"

Jin hyung's hips moved faster, more erratic, his eyes rolling back as he rode me hard, his head falling back, mouth wide open in a silent scream.

Joon hyung's hand kept stroking-relentless, perfect-and I could feel Jin hyung tightening around me, his body trembling with the weight of everything we'd poured into him.