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

Chapter 100: My Good Boys 🔥

His hands shook as he dropped, bare and obedient, ass up, thighs spread and trembling.

I watched him breathe-fast, shallow, like prey waiting for the bite.

I pulled out of Jin hyung, and he whimpered, collapsing forward with a sob in his throat.

I smacked his thigh again, sharp and hard.

"You're not done."

My voice snapped like a leash.

"Get on your knees and watch me ruin him."

Jin hyung crawled beside us, dazed and desperate, eyes locked on Tae like he couldn't look anywhere else.

I grabbed Tae's hips, fingers digging deep, and dragged him back against me.

And then-I drove into him in one brutal, ruthless thrust.

Taehyung screamed.

His hands fisted the sheets instantly, his body arching hard, tears springing into his eyes at the sheer intensity of the stretch.

"Fuck!-Daddy-ahhh-too much-"

"That's it,"

I snarled, teeth bared.

I ground deep inside him, slow and punishing, hips rolling as I pressed against that perfect spot over and over.

"Cry for me, baby bear. Let it out."

He sobbed, voice shaking, body straining against my grip as I pulled back and rammed in again-faster, harder, each thrust a hammer, each cry a reward.

I reached up, fingers wrapping around his throat, thumb pushing gently under his jaw, just enough pressure to control him-own him.

"So perfect,"

I growled, hips never stopping.

"So fucking perfect when you sob on my cock."

Tae choked on a moan, high and raw, his body quivering like he couldn't take anymore-and I wasn't even close to done.

Tae was sobbing beautifully beneath me-each thrust wringing a broken moan from his throat, each sound pushing me closer to the edge of something wild and untamed.

His skin was slick, flushed, trembling, his body tight and perfect around me.

Then I saw Jin hyung crawl closer.

He moved slow, reverent, still wrecked from before but pulled forward like he needed to be close.

He reached for Tae-hands soft, lips softer.

Pressed a kiss to his cheek, then the corner of his mouth. Another to his jaw, gentle despite the brutal way I was slamming into him.

"You're doing so good,"

Jin hyung whispered, voice thick with emotion. His eyes shimmered, like what he saw in Taehyung unraveled him.

"You're so beautiful like this."

Tae moaned loud-raw and sweet-and one trembling hand reached out, wrapped around Jin hyung's cock.

His grip was slick and shaky, but the intent was clear.

He wanted to give back, even as he was being broken apart.

He stroked Jin hyung with desperate need, breath catching every time my hips connected with his ass.

"Hyung,"

he groaned, lips brushing hyung's.

"You feel so good-I need you-I want to feel you inside me again-please-"