Title: Need - 3 Word Count: 2.8k+ Rating: M Genre: fluff, smut, abo!universe, hybrid!bts Warnings: smut, multiple partner smut, threesome, two some, some some, creampie(s), knotting, biting, minor blood play, minor dirty talk, alpha/omega dynamic, anal sex, unprotected sex, oral sex (M and F receiving) Pairing: Namjoon x fem!reader, Yoongi x fem!reader, Hoseok x fem!reader Summary: Sometimes you find your mate, and sometimes you find three. Life is funny that way. Written by: Admin A
A/N: Hello and welcome to the final chapter of Need. This one is just pure smut. So much smut.. so please thank B for her brilliant mind. There’s no way this would have happened without her. Thank you all for your patience, we hope you enjoy!
- Part One - Part Two - Part Three(end) -
There’s no time for you to look around what you’re sure is a rather amazing room. Namjoon is walking so fast, he may as well be running. The other two right behind him.
Namjoon dumps you on the bed, throwing the useless sheet to the far corner of the room. You bounce once before he’s on you, pressing you into the mattress. His hands slide around your waist moving up and bringing the t-shirt with as his lips find yours. Too soon, he pulls away, your lips parted by the shirt he’s trying to remove. You resist, wrapping your arms around his neck and clinging to him. He chuckles and pulls away, taking your shirt with him, tossing it to the corner of the room with the sheet. Once he’s off the bed, you prop yourself up on your elbows, panting a little.
You blink slowly as you realize Hoseok and Yoongi are already naked and standing at the end of the bed, their hot hungry eyes are roving your body and you feel a delicious shiver run through you. Your eyes wander over their hard, lean bodies and you feel a growl of your own build in the back of your throat at the thought of anyone else having seen them this way. They were yours in a way you didn’t fully understand yet, but were more than willing to figure out.
“Like what you see baby?” Namjoon asks from beside you and you turn your head enough to find him. You mean to meet his eyes, really, you do. But when you turn to look at him, your gaze gets caught on his large cock - heavy and hard and right in your face. It’s base is nestled in dark curls and you have the sudden urge to bury your nose in them and drown in his scent. You lick your lips as it bobs in front of you and don’t think twice before sucking the tip into your mouth. Above you, Namjoon groans and the bed dips as two more bodies join you. After a quick flick of your tongue against his slit, licking up the bead of pre-cum there, you release him with a wet pop!
You turn and smirk at Yoongi and Hoseok as you answer, “Very much.”
Namjoon wraps a hand in your hair and tilts your head back until you meet his gaze and you gasp. His eyes are melted gold and amber swirling around a wide black pupil and the longer you look, the more it seems like something was trying to emerge through the flames in his eyes. Quickly, you avert your eyes and his hand tightens slightly at the submissive action. You moan and arch your back at his dominant touch.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you sweetheart?” Hoseok says softly from near your feet and you look down at him as best you can with Namjoon’s hand still in your hair. His mouth is twisted into a wicked smile that promises all sorts of debauchery and his eyes… his eyes are the same golden shade as Namjoon’s. “You want to be dominated, don’t you? Held down and knotted. You want us to fill you up until you’re dripping, our scent all over you, inside and out, our kits growing in your belly.”
You lick your lips and swallow thickly, but don’t say anything, it’s too much, knowing what he’s suggesting is exactly what you want, when only that morning the thought of, well, all of it had been the furthest thing from your mind. His lips are warm as he leaves a trail of wet kisses all over your stomach, almost as if he’s imagining you already round with their child. Namjoon’s hand tightens again, then loosens when you look up at him, but he doesn’t let go. The soft head of his cock brushes against your cheek. “Your Alpha asked you a question Omega.”
The air leaves you in a rush as another wave of lust overcomes you when you realize that these were Alphas, in every sense of the word.
“Yes Alpha.” You finally answer, your voice thick with desire.
“Good girl.” Yoongi purrs into your ear and nuzzles just behind it. Namjoon lets go of your hair and uses that hand to cup the back of your neck, stroking lightly with his fingers. You turn to look at Yoongi and once again, you’re caught in a golden gaze, though his seems to be threaded with black rather than amber and, just as you did with Namjoon, you avert your eyes.
“Such a good girl.” Yoongi murmurs and nips your earlobe.
Distracted as you are by Namjoon and Yoongi, you haven’t noticed Hoseok moving closer until his hands are prying apart your thighs. You part them easily and meet his heated - golden and red - gaze. “We’re going to fuck you now, our little omega. Later, we’ll be gentle, but right now, we want to fuck you into this mattress and make you scream.” He lowers his head and licks a warm, wet trail up your thigh and to your core then looks up at you from between your thighs, “Do you want that?”
“Yes. Yes Alpha, please.” You plead and thrust your hips closer to his mouth, but he pulls away.
“Please what, Omega?”
“Fuck me. Fill me. Mark me. Everything. Just please!” You cry out, needing them to do something, anything. Your emotions were no longer at war within you. They’d all given way to a desire so intense you were surprised you hadn’t burst into flames yet. Namjoon let’s go of you and your head hits the pillow.
Hoseok licks a stripe from the bottom of your slit to your clit before slipping his tongue inside. It's hotter and deeper than you thought a tongue could go, but right now you don’t care because the way he’s moving it and the spots he’s hitting is making you see stars “You taste so delicious, no wonder Yoongi couldn’t help himself.” He says then sticks two fingers into your sopping wet core, pushing them in and out, occasionally curling them to hit that sweet spot deep inside you. “You’re so wet. Are you ready for me baby?”
You nod and he moves to position himself at your entrance, with a quick thrust of his hips, he’s hilt deep inside you and you keen from pleasure.
“That’s it baby girl, take it all.” he purrs as he pulls out.
“You look so pretty with his cock buried inside your pretty little cunt.”
You feel something warm and soft press against your parted lips. Opening eyes you didn’t realize you closed, you meet Namjoon’s eyes before opening your mouth wider, letting him fuck your mouth while you wrap a hand around Yoongi, pumping him in time with Hoseok’s trusts.
Busy as you are with Namjoon and Yoongi, you don’t notice how hot and hard Hoseok’s hands are on your thighs until he’s pushing your legs up and into Namjoon’s and Yoongi’s waiting grips, opening you up for him to thrust deeper.
“Gotta make sure you don’t spill any. Need to fill you…” Hoseok leans over you, distracting you from Namjoon and Yoongi.
Namjoon slips out of your mouth and Yoongi out of your hand when Hoseok flips you over without warning, making you gasp as he pulls out and pushes back in without missing a beat.
“Hands and knees baby girl.”
You comply and Yoongi shifts and shimmies until he's underneath you. You let them move you how they want, slipping off of one hard cock and onto the other, riding Yoongi like there's no tomorrow and taking a kneeling Namjoon back into your mouth. Choking without the use of your hands.
Namjoon slowly pulls out of your mouth so you can catch your breath and you tense when you feel lubed fingers circling your asshole. A little scared, but excited over what is happening, you try to relax, but you know they can feel your trepidation. Yoongi rubs his hot hands down your back, trying to soothe your nerves.
“Shh… it’s okay baby girl. You can take me here. You were made for this. For us.” Hoseok slides his fingers inside your ass a little deeper, slowly stretching you open.
Yoongi kisses you deeply, his hot tongue licking into your mouth and distracting you enough to allow Hoseok to slip his fingers out of you and slowly push the tip of his cock inside your ass.
You whimper into Yoongi’s mouth as Hoseok stretches your tight ring of muscle. Namjoon slips his fingers through your hair and gently guides your head to the side so he can kiss you. All three men groan once Hoseok is fully sheathed inside of you, as if they are synced together and can all equally feel you.
Namjoon kisses you deeply, a sloppy, wet, dirty kiss filled with tongues and teeth as Hoseok and Yoongi thrust inside of you simultaneously. You feel overly sensitive as if there are a million hands touching you everywhere at once. Every thrust fills you with pleasure. Large, hot hands grip your breasts, plucking your nipples as other hands grip your hips, holding you tighter, and fingers tangle in your hair.
The wet sounds of Yoongi and Hoseok pushing inside of you are obscene. You’d be embarrassed if you weren’t completely blissed out. Sweat covers all your bodies and every push and pull of their cocks has you shivering and pulsing around them. You are so close, you can feel every ridge of their veiny cocks.
“You’re close, aren’t you baby?” Yoongi growls as he gives a particularly hard thrust, “I can feel your sweet cunt squeezing around me.”
You can barely moan out a yes, your body shivering uncontrollably. Everything feels so tight and tense, and every thrust has your body trembling with pleasure. You feel fuzzy, almost lightheaded, and with Yoongi and Hoseok thrusting in tandem, you can feel yourself so close to coming.
“Such a beautiful little omega.” Namjoon’s voice is thick with lust, “Come for us, Omega. Please your alphas.”
Yoongi swallows your cry as you come, his thick cock swelling inside you. You can feel his knot catch at your entrance and the stretch of him burns so good. His cock pulses as he unloads a thick flood of come inside of you. Hoseok presses his forehead against your shoulder blade, his hips stuttering as he continues fucking your ass. His hands grip your hips tightly, sharp nails prickling your soft skin. He waits until the last possible moment before pulling out, thick globs of his come coating your ass. He presses himself against you, his thick cock resting between the cheeks of your ass, his knot feels hard against your skin. You’re so sweaty and so hot, come leaking out around Yoongi’s cock while Hoseok nuzzles the back of your neck.
You know how this works. In theory. You have heard stories anyways. That their release is their cue to mark you. You brace yourself for the pain of their bites, more than ready to bear their marks, ready to show the world you belong with them… they don’t.
They don’t bite you and it seems they don’t plan to. Before you can question it or get too worked up over the lack of teeth, Hoseok pulls away and Yoongi slips out of you and you’re jostled around to a new position. You close your eyes at the speed of their movements, feeling the soft bedding against your back and the heat from one of the alphas on top of you.
Your eyes flutter open and meet Namjoon’s slitted eyes and wicked smile. His large, warm hands slip down your sides to slide your legs open. You do not know where Yoongi and Hoseok are, but your gaze is completely consumed with Namjoon. His body radiates power and the feel of his thick, veiny cock pressed between you has you dripping with anticipation.
“We’ve been waiting for you, Omega,” Namjoon’s voice is dark, seductive, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
You gasp when he slides inside of you. He’s so big, it’s almost painful. You thought that after Yoongi’s knot you would be able to take Namjoon easier, you were wrong. Every part of him is pressed so intimately close to you that you can only breathe him in with every lungful of air.
“Fuck,” His deep voice sends shivers down your spine, every part of your body yearning for him to speak again, “Such a good little omega.”
“Yes,” You gasp, arching your back. You can feel every rigid inch of his thick cock inside you. "I-I'm your good o-omega."
"You take our cocks so well." Namjoon groans out, his body feels so hot pressed against yours. Your hands grip his shoulders, trying to anchor yourself, his once smooth skin feels hard and almost scaly. You don’t even realize you have sliced open your palms until your hand cups Namjoon’s face, leaving a bloody handprint. His nostrils flare at the scent of your blood and you gasp as he seems to slide in deeper.
You can barely catch your breath, you feel dizzy with pleasure. Namjoon grips your bloody hand, holding it to his lips, his long-pointed tongue licking your bloody fingers. Every swipe of his tongue has your cunt clenching tighter around him. You know that you are going to come again. Every thrust of his cock has you gushing around him. The scent of sex and blood is thick in the air.
“Such a sweet, sweet omega. Giving yourself to us.” Namjoon groans - his voice deeper than moments before - with a measured thrust making your toes curl, “Do you want to come?”
“Yes,” You moan, your voice sounding hoarse to your own ears, “p-please, it feels so good.”
“Be a good girl,” Namjoon’s hot, hot fingers slip between your bodies, his sharp nails pinching your clit hard, “Come for your alpha.”
You shudder as you come hard, your back arching as your hips press up against Namjoon. You cannot hear anything over the blood rushing through your ears. You swear you almost black out at the intensity of your orgasm, you’re so hot and sweaty, hair plastered to your neck.
Before you can catch your breath, you can feel Namjoon’s heavy cock begin to swell. It’s almost painful how he stretches you open and you can feel the tears gathering behind your closed eyes. He continues thrusting until his knot prevents him from moving, unloading hot sticky ribbons of come inside you. His come is so hot it almost burns, and his low continuous growl has your cunt clenching tighter around him.
You keep your eyes closed, waiting for the marking bite that never comes. You can feel the combined release of you and your alphas dribbling out around Namjoon’s slowly deflating knot. Once Namjoon completely pulls away, you feel cold, almost empty.
Panting, you lay there, motionless except for the rise and fall of your chest with each breath. You try not to let the disappointment building in your chest spill onto your face. It was hard though. They had called you Omega… you were sure they were your Alphas…. so why didn’t they mark you?
It hurt to think you had possibly just been used to get them through their heat and it wasn’t meant to be after all… but as their still warm come dripped out of your swollen cunt, you couldn’t help but feel overwhelming disappointment.
“Not tired yet, are you Omega?”
You blink away the tears you can feel building, bringing yourself back to the present with a gasp as you take in the sight at the end of the bed.
“I- wh-what?” You could barely form words as you looked from one pair of leather wings to the other. Yoongi stood to one side, dark velvety looking black wings spread out behind him. Beside him, Hoseok with bright red wings, golden veins seeming to light them up from within. Each of them sporting curling black horns. And standing at the foot of the bed, smoke and fire leaking from his toothy grin, stood Namjoon, his blue wings taking on a silvery tint in the light, his horns were obviously the largest, curling back behind his ears.
“No, our little Omega can’t be tired yet.” Hoseok says, smiling widely at the look of shock and awe that must be on your face. “We haven’t even marked her yet.”
Your eyes go wide at his words and you grip the sheet a little tighter as you stare at their sharp teeth. Imugis. Your mind flashes to the legends of the korean dragons your grandfather used to tell you about in your childhood. Water gods known for benevolence and good luck. But your grandfather also told you of the darker fables, the imugis that were cursed, that were dangerous and possessive, that had sharp claws and even sharper teeth.
“Come, our little Omega,” Yoongi curls his long claw tipped fingers, beckoning you, “it’s time for your marks.”
