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

Chapter 100: My Good Boys 🔥

"So pretty like this, hyung,"

Tae gritted out, his voice breaking into a low, desperate snarl.

"Fuck, you feel so good around my cock. Filthy mouth. Perfect throat."

Joon didn't stop-he didn't slow down. His thrusts grew sharper, more brutal, his grip locking tighter around my thighs as he drove up into me, wet heat meeting raw muscle.

The sounds in the room were chaos-skin slapping, moans rising, words falling apart between gasps and grunts.

I was stretched wide, completely open, my body vibrating between them.

Pleasure coiled tighter in my belly, muscles seizing, my throat letting out pathetic, choked whines every time Tae sank deeper.

I was so close.
Too close.

I could feel the edge right there, hovering like a razor's kiss.

My legs twitched.
My fingers clenched the sheets.
My whole body was a scream waiting to happen.

Tae cursed above me, his voice cracking.

"I-I'm gonna-fuck-"

And then Joon growled, deep and thunderous.

The sound of it shattered through me.

"No."

The word cut like a whip.

"Not yet."

Another thrust.
Another firestorm through my nerves.

"You don't come until I say so."

Then he slapped my thigh-hard-a loud crack that left my skin burning, a red handprint blooming under his palm.

"Breathe. Obey. I want you both ruined before I let you fall apart."

I sobbed around Tae's cock, my throat clenching, my body obeying even as it trembled with the need to break.

"Please-please-Daddy-"

I choked, my voice barely there, every syllable dragged from some desperate, aching place inside me.

Tae moaned above me, shaky and deep, hips still rolling, his hand in my hair pulling tight.

Joon kissed the side of my neck, voice nothing but gravel and command.

"Good boys hold it. Good boys earn their release."

And I would. I would.

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Namjoon's pov

Jin hyung trembled on my cock-slick, spent, moaning like a prayer.

His back was pressed to my chest, body open and shaking, and it took everything in me not to let go right there.

But then my eyes cut over to Tae.

He was flushed deep, sweat-slicked and glassy-eyed, his cock still painfully hard, twitching from the denial I'd dragged him through.

His lips were pink and parted, still shiny from Jin hyung, and his pupils were blown so wide his irises looked swallowed whole.

I growled low in my chest, voice wrecked and thick with hunger.

"On your knees."

My tone dropped lower, darker. "Now."

Tae moved instantly, pulled out of Jin hyung with a wet gasp that made my cock twitch.