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Stray Gods - Chapter 42

Pairing: Gods!OT8 x !F!Reader

Genre: romance, friends to lovers, polyamory, mystery, supernatural, angst, fluff, smut

Wordcount: 6581

Chapters: [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] [11] - [12] - [13] - [14] - [15] - [16] - [17] - [18] - [19] - [20] [21] - [22] - [23] - [24] - [25] - [26] - [27] - [28] - [29] - [30] [31] - [32] - [33] - [34] - [35] - [36] - [37] - [38] - [39] - [40] [41] - [42] - [43] - [44] - [?] MASTERLIST

Summary: With no memory of who you were, you wake up in the woods, only to be found by eight unusually handsome men. With no information of the past, the guys decide to take you in and take care of you for the time being. But that time becomes years, and as time passes, you start to notice that there is something different about them... and something different about you...

Warnings: angst, praise, thigh riding, kissing, fingering, overstimulation, lovebites, bad/miscommunication, low self-esteem, swearing, name-calling, dry humping, college, degradation, gods, special powers, vaginal sex, oral sex (f&m), mentions of contraception (condoms&thepill), injuries, mentions of death (but no character deaths), virgin!reader, teasing, orgasms, poly relationship, semi-public sex, daddy kink, strength kink, grinding, I've probably forgotten some, so let me know if I did and I will add more as the story progresses.

Taglist: @eastleighsblog @tangerminie @swittyregan @septicrebel @jiimout @zandra-42@julciaqwerty @vampcharxter @mercurezed @thatgirlangelb @cookiemonstermusic258 @stayconnecteed @bubblelixie Want to be added or did I miss you? Just send me an ASK or DM

Lots of love and many thanks to my beta’s from wattpad: rocker7898 and sydneye2411. You guys made my writing so much better <3

A loud bang made you snap out of your thoughts. You were standing outside, alone, staring at the road.

You turned around. A big house was standing before you, the pavement leading from the driveway to the front door that had just been thrown open as several clearly drunk people came out, laughing, yelling, and acting silly.

Right.

You were at the party.

You straightened your back and put on a smile, determined to remove Minho from your thoughts and find Adam as soon as you could.

The house was crammed full of all kinds of people. There were people of all races and nationalities present and the diversity made you smile. Although you knew it would probably take you ages to find Adam, you didn’t mind it too much. The living room was being used as a dance floor. The music was so loud that you could barely hear your own thoughts. In the adjacent dining room, people were playing twister and beer pong, and some card games that you did not know. None of the people looked familiar to you at all.

You moved on to the kitchen, which was somewhat quieter and was mostly occupied by people chatting and drinking. The kitchen counter was filled with all kinds of different bottles and drinks, most of them you had never heard of. Even though you weren’t legally allowed to drink, you gathered that it wouldn’t do much harm if you poured yourself one. After all, most of the people attending the party seemed to be either your age or younger.

You picked up some of the bottles and tried to read their labels, although most of them were in languages you didn’t know.

‘I wouldn’t drink that one if I were you,’ a familiar voice warned you. You looked up. A girl with short black hair with bright blue ends, a nose ring, and ears that were pierced top to bottom grinned at you.

‘Sera?!’ you spoke, surprised at her appearance and even more so at the fact that you remembered her name. She grinned at you.

‘Impressive, you still remember me,’ she said with an approving nod.

‘Of course, I do! You were the only person besides Hyunjin who wasn’t ancient at the exhibition,’ you chuckled. Sera giggled. Her outfit was very different from last time. Clearly, the bright pink dress she had worn to the exhibition had been her way of making an effort. This time, however, the outfit seemed to suit her style more. She was wearing black ripped jeans, a band shirt with the sleeves cut off, and a sleeveless leather jacket over it.

‘Y/n, right?’ She said, saying your name unsure. You nodded with a smile. ‘Never expected to meet you here.’

‘Me neither,’ you said shaking your head.

‘So how do you know Anne?’ Sera asked, leaning on the counter interestedly. The mention of the name made you realize you never heard the name of Adam’s sister before but were happy to know it now, so you wouldn’t get caught in any awkward conversations.

‘She’s my friend’s sister. He invited me,’ you explained. Sera nodded understandingly.

‘Yeah, I remember Anne telling me about her brother, never actually met the guy though,’ she said thoughtfully. ‘She and I used to take English classes on the weekends. Dreadful, I know,’ she said, seeing your face. ‘But we bonded over our mutual hatred for the language, and thus became good friends,’ Sera explained. You laughed.

‘You know, you should try this one, this is the good stuff,’ Sera said pointing to a bright green bottle. ‘The one you’re holding tastes like vomit smells, trust me,’ she said, pulling up her nose. You eyed the bright green bottle unsure, the liquid looking like something a witch in a movie would use to poison her enemies. ‘Trust me, it’s really sweet and the alcohol percentage isn’t that high so you won’t get shitfaced too quickly,’ Sera assured you.

You decided to go for it and found two clean, unused cups still in its plastic wrapper on the bar, and poured Sera and yourself a drink.

‘Cheers then,’ you said, toasting your cup against hers before taking a sip. As Sera had promised, it tasted quite nice and sweet.

‘Told ya,’ she grinned when she saw your happy and surprised face. ‘So you didn’t take Mr. Hwang with you this time?’ she asked, leaning back against the bar and looking at you.

‘Erm, no,’ you said shaking your head. ‘He had another expo or something he had to attend,’ you explained, feeling slightly awkward. Sera nodded understandingly.

‘Speaking of absolutely smoking hot men,’ Sera said suddenly, looking at a spot somewhere behind you, ‘Who is that?’

You turned around to see who she was looking at and found Adam standing there, talking to another man animately. You looked back at Sera surprised.

‘You mean the guy with the blonde hair?’ you asked, unsure if you guessed right.

‘Hell yeah,’ she said, licking her lips, her eyes narrowing and the corners of her mouth lifting upwards. ‘Haven’t seen such a cutie in ages,’

‘Really?’ you responded, trying your best not to laugh. Sera raised her eyebrows at you.

‘Hey, I’m into westerners,’ she shrugged, looking back at Adam and grinning, ‘and especially if they have bad boy scars on their face, oof,’ she said, spotting the large scar on the side of his face that he had gotten as a result from his accident.

You couldn’t hold in your laughter anymore. ‘That’s Adam,’ you laughed, looking from her fixated look to the unaware Adam.

‘That’s Adam?’ Sera repeated your words, raising her brows again. ‘Anne made him sound like an old bore, but seeing him like this…’ she said, not finishing her sentence.

‘I don’t think he’s a bore at all,’ you said, and Sera looked at you again interestedly as she sipped her drink. ‘He’s really nice, funny, and smart too. We’re actually really good friends,’

‘Can you call him over for me?’ Sera said, batting her pretty eyelashes at you which made you giggle.

‘Sure,’ you laughed. You took a big gulp from your drink and handed it to Sera, having her hold it for a moment before striding over to Adam. Just as you were about to tap on his shoulder, the other guy left and Adam turned around.

‘Woah there, found you! Where did you come from?’ Adam said, a little startled at first but then laughing and smiling at you.

‘I arrived not too long ago. I was over there with my new friend, Sera,’ you said looking over your shoulder and pointing over to where Sera was standing. Sera waved enthusiastically at the two of you which made you giggle once more before looking back at Adam. His initial response was surprise, but then you noticed the corners of his mouth lift a little.

‘Let’s go over to her,’ you proposed, not waiting for an answer and grabbing Adam by his arm and dragging him over.

‘Hi, I’m Adam,’ Adam introduced himself politely to Sera. Sera grinned.

‘I know. I’m Sera,’ she said, smiling at him seductively, before handing you your cup that you had given her.

You took another big gulp of the tasty drink as you watched the two of them get acquainted with each other, grinning.

A sudden, prickly feeling tickled your neck and made you straighten your back for a moment. Confused, you looked down at your drink. It looked fine. Sera had been holding it just for a moment. There was no way something could’ve happened to it. You frowned, unsure of the feeling but deciding to ignore it, instead focusing on the conversation again.

‘So you’re the one who glued that teacher’s pens together!’ Adam said laughing. ‘I remember laughing so hard when Anne told me that story, freaking genius!’ he exclaimed.

‘What can I say,’ Sera said, flicking her hair behind her ear and pretending to be sassy, ‘I’m simply the queen of pranks.’ Adam chuckled at her remark.

‘So what are you guys drinking then?’ he asked, looking into your cups. You shook your head, letting him know you honestly had no idea.

‘Hexen Meade,’ Sera said simply. ‘Tastes a bit like those green froggy candies they have in America. It’s quite nice and it’s got the lowest alcohol percentage out of everything on this table,’ she said, showing him the bottle.

‘It’s 15 percent,’ Adam said looking up incredulously.

‘Like I said,’ Sera grinned and shrugged, ‘the lowest percentage on this table.’

Adam huffed but then decided to find a cup as well and pour himself a glass as well.

‘Not bad, right?’ you said as he took his first sip. He pulled a face.

‘Not bad but so sweet,’ he said with a contorted face. Both you and Sera laughed.

The three of you talked for a while and you tried to move into the background as Sera obviously flirted with Adam, who didn’t seem to mind at all.

‘Y/n,’ Sera said softly when you were halfway through your second glass of Hexen Meade, ‘don’t look now, but there’s this super handsome but super creepy guy in the corner of the kitchen that has been staring at you nonstop. Like there have been loads of pretty girls that tried to talk to him, but he seems to have brushed them off every time so he could stare at you,’

‘Where?’ Adam asked, turning around quickly and frowning into the dimly lit kitchen.

‘I said don’t- ugh,’ Sera said rolling her eyes.

‘Wait-’ Adam said, still frowning, as he looked in the direction Sera had pointed.

‘Y/n, isn’t that- isn’t that Mr. Lee- I mean your roommate, I don’t know his first name,’ Adam said doubtfully.

This time it was your turn to whirl around.

There he was.

In the corner of the room, Minho stood staring at you broodingly, his arms folded and a scowl on his face.

Your heart and stomach did a backflip when your eyes met his.

‘Lino,’ you spoke his name under your breath without meaning to. As if by a summoning spell, Minho came walking over to the three of you.

His face now bearing a perfect soft smile, one that you knew he only reserved for you. His walk was calm, his arms moving elegantly. But you knew were the only one who could see the stiffness in his walk and the fire in his eyes.

‘Lino, you’re here,’ you said, sounding slightly out of breath when he stopped in front of you. He smiled softly at you, his eyes finding yours like there was no one else in the room. Silently he put his hand in his pocket and withdrew it again, holding a phone in it.

‘I found this in my car,’ he said softly, handing your phone to you.

‘So that’s why I couldn’t reach you,’ Adam’s voice sounded, breaking the spell between the two of you. Both you and Minho turned to him, Minho’s fake smile much less detectable than yours.

‘Hi Mr. Lee, I mean professor, I mean, erm… what should I call you?’ Adam asked, smiling awkwardly and scratching the back of his neck.

‘Mr. Lee is fine,’ Minho said calmly. The irritation was well in his voice, but his words were threatening enough to make Adam shut up. Sera cleared her throat loudly.

‘Oh, Sera,’ you said, quickly turning to her and feeling your cheeks pinken, ‘this is Lino- I mean Lee Minho, he’s my housemate,’ you introduced them quickly and awkwardly.

‘Nice to meet you Sera,’ Minho said politely, and you detected no pretense.

‘So what should I call you then?’ Sera said, boldly not using any honorifics as she spoke. Minho chuckled.

‘I’m a professor at their school,’ Minho explained, nodding at you and Adam. ‘I know Y/n won’t address me wrong, but I usually prefer not to mix my private life with my professional one which is why I asked Adam to keep addressing me as Mr. Lee,’ Minho explained simply. You wanted to kick him. You had known he knew Adam’s name before. ‘But since you don’t go to our school, and you’re a friend of y/n’s I will make an exception and let you call me Minho,’ he winked. An angry fire lit up in your stomach.

‘Oh, but I actually do go to your school,’ Sera said. You looked up in surprise. A flashback of you sitting in the cafeteria not too long ago crossed your mind, where you had seen a girl with short black hair and blue tips. So it had been her…

‘Well then, now that I’ve said it, I can’t take it back, can I?’ Minho said charmingly. The angry fire inside of you rose and for some reason, you wanted to drag Minho away from her.

‘I gotta take a leak,’ you said bluntly, feeling too angry to continue the conversation and knowing you needed to get away as soon as possible.

Before you could see their surprised faces you turned around and strode off.

You had no idea where the toilet was, but you didn’t care. You needed to get away from them. Away from him.

The image of Minho winking at Sera popped up in your mind and once more you felt like punching her for no particular reason. Angry and confused, you ripped open every door you could find until you finally found a bathroom.

You spent far too long washing your hands, and patted some cold water on your neck, trying to get yourself to cool down a bit. When you finally thought you would be able to face them without balling your fists, you left the bathroom.

It wasn’t too hard finding your way back to the kitchen, but by now the party had become so crowded, you found it hard to get through the masses. Getting back took you almost as long as finding the toilet in the first place, but eventually, you arrived back at the kitchen.

Your eyes quickly found Sera, who was sitting on the kitchen bar table now. You grinned. Adam was standing between her parted legs, and even with the dimmed lighting and the scar on his face, you could easily see him blushing as she obviously flirted with him. One of her hands was on his shoulders and you could clearly see Adam struggling with where he was supposed to put his hands. You estimated that within the next thirty minutes, they definitely wouldn’t be talking anymore…

You grinned to yourself, happy for your friend that he had finally found a girl who liked him back. A girl who you knew and liked at that. You decided you weren’t going to disturb them and scanned the rest of the room.

Your insides turned to ice and your grin was instantly wiped from your face.

Minho seemed to have retreated to his corner again, giving space to the new couple just like you would’ve, but this time he wasn’t alone. A blonde western girl with the looks of a model stood talking to him, but this time he didn’t brush her off. He talked to her animately, seeming to be interested in her conversation and laughing with her.

You felt like you were going to explode. Fury raged deep inside of you. You wanted nothing more than to go over there and punch both of them.

But you didn’t.

You just stood there, staring, feeling a cold fire consuming your insides.

Minho looked up, but before your eyes could meet you turned around and strode off. Needing to get away from them, away from him.

How could he? How could he after everything he had said in the car? Everything he had ever done before?

With eyes blinded by rage, you pushed your way to into the living room, eventually finding yourself on the edge of the dance floor. The music vibrated through your body, both calming and fueling your fury. Everyone was dancing wildly, the cups in their hands empty as the contents clearly had given them the courage to move like that. You wanted it too. The thoughtlessness. The freedom.

You stepped onto the dance floor, immediately swallowed up by the crowd as they danced around you. You closed your eyes and let the vibrations of the music course through you, your heart beating in sync with the beat as you began to dance. People bumped against you, but you didn’t mind it, just as no one else did. A girl put her arms around you for a bit and danced with you as you let her, feeling nothing but the music and the cold fire inside of you. When the girl let go of you, another pair of hands grabbed your waist. An unfamiliar guy appeared in front of you, his light dim, but you let him take hold of you as he turned you around and made you grind onto him. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. The only thing you could see was Minho talking to that other pretty girl like she was interesting and special.

You could feel the guy’s breath on your neck, but you turned your face away from him, letting the music fill you up.

A rough hand suddenly yanked at your arm. Your eyes instantly flew open as you stumbled forwards. You could hear the guy behind you say something angrily, but his words were lost under the loud music.

Minho didn’t say anything but simply looked behind you, a look on his face that would turn even the most bloodthirsty of men away. Then his eyes met yours. Contempt, hatred, anger, fury, it was the same look you wanted to give him. But you couldn’t maintain eye contact. Without saying a word, he pulled you away, pushing people aside rudely as his iron grip around your wrist forced you to follow. He opened a door and pulled you in after him.

The two of you were standing in a small bathroom that you hadn’t found earlier, which barely had enough room for the two of you to stand in. Minho locked the door and let go of your wrist.

The both of you stared at each other with hatred.

‘So you're just taking any human now?’ he asked meanly.

‘I could ask you the same,’ you retorted coldly. His eyebrows creased slightly. ‘Don’t play dumb,’ you spat. ‘The girl you were just with-’

‘Was the birthday girl who was dying to meet you and waiting for you with me,’ Minho finished your sentence. You made an incredulous noise, wanting to turn your face away from him, but he leaned over you, putting his hands against the wall on either side of your head, closing you in and forcing you to look at him. You could see him exploding, see it erupting from inside of him, the bubble that had been building up for the past few weeks had finally popped.

‘You’re such a little brat you know that?’ He growled, his jaw tightening. ‘Hanging out with that ridiculous boy, hm? He is nothing, nothing compared to what we can give you. He’ll never understand you, never satisfy you.’ Minho’s voice was low as he spoke fast, his tone dangerous as his eyes seemed to stare into your soul. ‘You’re our Goddess, ours. You belong with us. You own us,’ he panted. His eyes darted from yours and then to your lips as his face seemed to inch closer to yours. The fire inside of you was still burning bright, but its flames had changed, making you feel hot instead of cold.

‘You have no idea what you do to us, do you?’ Minho whispered between clenched teeth. The words gave you a flashback to that short moment in your room with Han. He wasn’t the only one who had said this to you.

‘Ever since it started, since we learned you’re our Goddess-’ Minho said, inhaling sharply like he was in pain, ‘You have been driving us insane,’ he whispered, shaking his head but maintaining eye contact. ‘We long for you, we want you so bad, we can barely contain ourselves,’ he spoke in a soft, pained voice. ‘It’s like we’re addicts, and nothing satisfies us like you do.’

The flames inside of your chest spread, heating you up and making your core awaken. You could feel your muscles tighten involuntarily as your mouth suddenly felt dry.

Minho took a breath, the hot air caressing your lips and you could taste his breath on your tongue.

‘Don’t I deserve your attention?’ he whispered softly, his eyes revealing his pain. ‘Do those insignificant humans deserve it more than I do? Am I not worthy of you? Wasn’t it good the last time I played with you?’ he said almost begging. All you could do was stare at him, your lips parted, tasting his words as he spoke them, the revelation nailing you to the spot. Minho’s eyes darted from yours to your lips once more and he bit his lip for a moment.

‘You drive me insane, darling,’ he whispered, his eyes somewhat lidded, and you could feel yourself clench once more. ‘I feel like I’m going crazy, please, the others can’t even help me anymore, please,’ he murmured.

He was perfect. Had always been perfect. His dark, cat-like eyes mesmerized you. His perfectly straight nose, defined lips, soft skin, and messy grey hair…

You wanted it. Needed it.

Your lips clashed with his, your arms finding their place around his neck. You kissed him deeply, hungrily, aching for him as much as he ached for you. His tongue found yours and intertwined with yours, his taste making you moan softly.

You pressed your body against his, needing him more, wanting to feel more of him. Something hard poked into your thigh and Minho growled into your lips. Your stomach seemed to do a somersault and you twisted your tongue around his while tangling your fingers in his hair. Slowly you started to grind against his erection as you kissed him, reveling in every moan he let slip.

You could feel yourself getting needier and wetter with every second, your kisses becoming messier. You withdrew your hands from his hair letting them fall down to the top of his pants and hooking your fingers around his waistband. In a split second, he suddenly grabbed one of your hands, pinning it against the wall over your head as he withdrew his lips.

‘So you are a needy little slut then,’ he hissed softly, his half-lidded eyes sparkling. You instantly knew that this was what he wanted, what he had longed for. And you were eager to give it to him in any way he wanted it. He didn’t wait for your response but pressed his body against yours, pushing your back against the wall. With his lips on your ear, ‘What did you think you were doing just now? Hm?’ he taunted playfully. ‘You want me?’ he asked, his lips caressing the shell of your ear. You nodded eagerly.

‘Reaaally?’ he teased, his other free hand finding your throat and closing softly around it, holding it, but not choking you. ‘But I thought you were having so much fun with those human boys,’ he spoke, almost spiteful. You quickly shook your head.

‘No,’ you whispered quickly, a smile on your lips. Minho kissed the spot under your ear and you sighed.

‘Then what do you want?’ he whispered.

‘I want you,’ you sighed, as he sucked on the spot on your neck that made your eyes roll back.

‘What was that?’ he teased, his lips moving over the skin on your neck as he spoke.

‘Please, Lino, I want you,’ you begged obediently, feeling yourself clench around nothing, the play making you more and more desperate for him.

‘But you’ve been such a brat lately,’ he whispered, pulling his lips from your skin and facing you with a playful grin and lustful eyes. ‘I’m not sure if you deserve it.’

‘Pleaseee,’ you moaned, pouting and batting your eyelashes, while your free hand found his waistband once more, and then moving your hand over his bulge. Minho’s eyes closed, his teeth clenching as he let out a soft breathy growl that made you go feral instantly.

‘Please Lino, I’ll be good,’ you whimpered in his ear. This time it was your turn to tease him. ‘I’ll make you feel good, make me deserve it,’ you playfully begged him, as your hand rubbed over his bulge. You could feel him straining in his pants. You could feel how he was holding back trying not to lose it. His hand slipped from your throat and his grip on your wrist loosened. Intertwining your fingers with his for a moment, you brought down his hand before letting go of it. You kissed his neck once more, both of your hands now finding the edge of his pants and picking at the buttons. They instantly gave, almost bursting under the pressure of his hard-on, tenting the fabric to its limits. Minho’s eyes opened, locking with yours for a moment as he panted. You bit your lip teasingly as a grin appeared on his face.

‘On your knees then darling,’ he commanded. All too eager to obey, you quickly went down on your knees before him. The music outside was nothing more than a numbing drone. The chatter of the people behind the locked door sounded like buzzing. Now and then a dull thump could be heard against the walls, but no one disturbed you.

He didn’t have to tell you what to do. You wanted it as badly as he did, but you waited, impatiently, his finger tugging down the band of his underwear. His dick instantly sprang free revealing his veiny length, his tip coming close to your face. Your lidded eyes felt glued to him and you licked your lips eagerly, before opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue for him. He let out a groan, biting his lip and cupping your face with one hand while taking his length in the other, fisting it a couple of times before sliding it into your open mouth.

You eagerly took him between your lips, the sweet precum staining your tongue and making your core pulse. He softly let out a long moan as you took him into your mouth as deep as you could until his tip hit the back of your throat. Surprisingly, you didn’t gag but your eyes did water slightly.

‘Fuck, look at you,’ Minho muttered as he stroked your hollowed-out cheeks. ‘You look so perfect sucking my cock,’ he groaned as your tongue caressed his length. ‘My Goddess on her knees, all for me,’ he muttered. You withdrew your head slightly and he let out a pretty little moan once more. ‘You know how to please your God,’ he breathed, as you continued sucking him off, tasting his sweetness, feeling him throb in your mouth as your eyes locked with his.

‘You’ve been acting like such a little brat all this time just ‘cause you wanted me hm?’ he groaned. You hummed in agreement, sending vibrations down his dick and making him hiss. You took him in as deep as you could, eyes watering slightly but never stopping. It didn’t take long before Minho started panting again. He grabbed your hair, pulling it out of your face as he began softly thrusting himself into rhythm with you.

‘Fuck, darling, you make me wanna bust right here, right now,’ he groaned pantingly, throwing his head back for a moment. Spurred on by his words, you started sucking harder, your tongue running over the bottom of his length as you increased the tempo. Minho swore, looking down at you with a frown as he bit his lip, trying to hold back. But you wouldn’t let him. You wanted him, wanted to taste him. Wanted to show him that you wanted him fully. His pants became faster, as his dark eyes looked at you.

‘Ah, fuck, fuck, ah, fuck, I’mma- I’mma blow, fuck, ah,’ he moaned deeply, his teeth clenched and slightly bared, as he thrust himself into you sloppily now. Tears streaked down your face, but you didn’t care. You could feel him pulsing on your tongue and quickly took him as deep as you could.

Hot spurts of liquid hit the back of your throat. Minho groaned deeply and lowly, his eyes closed as he came hard inside your mouth. You quickly gulped down the bitter load, trying not to spill any as your small mouth seemed to be overloaded.

He slowly pulled back his cock from your mouth, his lips parted as he grinned at you.

‘Show me,’ he demanded, and you opened your mouth for him again, sticking out your tongue. Minho moaned. ‘Swallowed everything like the little slut you are,’ he muttered proudly. You closed your mouth and gulped hungrily. You weren’t satisfied just yet. With painful knees, you clambered up to face him again.

‘I think my dirty little Goddess deserves a reward for that,’ he said playfully. Even though you knew it wasn’t a question, you nodded eagerly. This time it was Minho’s turn to sink down to his knees in front of you. He bent down and pulled up the skirt of your dress. You looked down at him, feeling slightly embarrassed.

‘Oh darling, your panties are soaked already, just from sucking my dick,’ he tutted disapprovingly. His finger slid over the wet fabric, pressing it against your already sensitive skin. You inhaled sharply at the sensation. ‘How about I take these off for you, you won't need them anyway,’ he whispered, kissing the inside of your thigh and making you sigh. He peeled down your panties until they fell to the ground, having you step out of them. ‘Now, let me have a taste of that eager little pussy of yours,’ he whispered. He pushed up the skirt of your dress even higher as he latched his lips around your slit. You couldn’t help but let out a soft stifled moan. You could feel his tongue darting between your lips, taking a deep, wet swipe into your hole and making you mewl.

‘Tastes so sweet,’ he breathed, the hot air of his words blowing onto your clit. His lips wrapped around your sensitive pearl and his tongue flicked over it as he sucked softly. Instantly your knees almost buckled and you had to lean back against the wall to prevent yourself from falling over. The pleasure of it hitting you hard and you let out a gasp once more.

Continuing the stimulation on your wanting clit, Minho’s fingers moved to your pussy. Softly he massaged the skin next to your slit, the movement causing your slit to open. You mewled as the cold air hit your exposed and dripping hole. One of Minho’s fingers moved over your hole, massaging it softly too, but not entering you just yet.

You could already feel the pressure in your core building up, knowing you wouldn’t last long either before you’d come undone. His finger slowly slipped into you, deeper and deeper as he pressed into your most sensitive spots. You instantly became a moaning mess, the one finger left you wanting more. You could feel him stopping at his knuckle, arching his finger, and pressing into your g-spot before slowly starting to fingerfuck you.

Within a minute you were on the edge of your orgasm. Cleary, Minho could feel it too, as his finger fucked you faster, going as deep as he could and angling it so he would brush over your g-spot every time. He sucked harder on your clit, his tongue pressing against it as it circled endlessly over it.

The moment Minho inserted a second finger into you, stretching your hole, you came undone. You quickly clapped your hand over your mouth, just in time to stifle the moans, holding them back as best as you could, as you came completely undone.

Minho let you ride out your orgasm on his face and fingers until the last of the waves subsided and he withdrew his lips from your skin. He got up from his knees, wrapping one arm around you and using the other one to wipe his mouth on his sleeve. He kissed you deeply before pulling away from you to remove his shirt and tossing it away, leaving him in just his underpants. You could feel the heat radiating off his muscle-toned body.

Even through your hazy view of him, you could see his devilish grin.

‘You don’t think I’m done with you yet, do you?’ he whispered. You blinked your eyes, trying to get him in focus again as your sensitive walls still fluttered in the after waves. He pressed you against him and once more you felt something hard poking you just below your navel. Your eyes instantly flew open as you looked at him in surprise. ‘I’m not sure my brat taming is done here,’ he said suggestively. ‘How will I know you won’t act up again?’ he asked. You knew what his question really meant and you knew your answer would determine what he’d do next.

You were tired, your mind still hazy and your pussy still sensitive from your orgasm. But you weren’t done yet either.

‘You won’t,’ you answered challenginglly. Minho grinned at you for a moment, his eyes sparkling with lust before suddenly swiveling you around, pressing you against him and grabbing your throat once more, his hand closing around it without any pressure, just like the first time.

‘Haven’t had enough hm?’ He whispered eagerly. ‘Guess I gotta show you once again how only your Gods can satisfy you. How about I ruin you so good, you won’t even be able to think about those humans anymore?’ he asked, his free hand squeezing your breast through your dress for a moment before sliding down and brushing over your still sensitive clit. You gasped, opening your eyes and spotting yourself in a mirror you hadn’t noticed before. You could see Minho standing behind you, his face painted with lust as he relished in his play.

‘Want it,’ you breathed mindlessly, seeing his beautiful appearance in the mirror gazing back at you eagerly.

‘Yeah, you want it darling? Want me to fuck you? Want your God to fill you up?’ he teased, as you could feel him slipping off his underwear and lining himself up with your hole.

‘Yes,’ you breathed, trying to press your hips back onto his cock, but he pulled back while tutting.

‘Say it. I wanna hear you say it,’ he whispered in your ear.

‘Please Lino, fill me up, fuck me, please,’ you whined desperately.

‘Such a good little brat,’ he growled into your ear. Then you felt a pressure at your entrance. Instantly you tilted your hips, pushing them backward to give him better access. Slowly you felt him slide into you, stretching you ever so slightly, making you feel so good. He let out a long moan until he finally bottomed out inside of you, filling you up completely and making your eyes roll back into your head.

‘Fuck, such a tight little cunt for such a dirty little slut,’ he growled. He started withdrawing himself, making you bite your lips to hold back a moan.

‘Don’t,’ He spoke, and your eyes opened slightly, seeing his reflection, looking at you in the mirror. ‘Let me hear you,’ he breathed, stilling inside of you for a second.

‘They’ll hear,’ you whispered, your eyes darting to the door. Minho grinned.

‘Let them. Let them hear you. Let them know you belong with me,’ he spoke. Your heart did a somersault as his eyes locked with yours for a moment. Your pussy walls fluttered and Minho hissed, suddenly thrusting into you deeply. Instantly you let out an unfiltered loud moan as your eyes turned back into your skull.

‘Fuck darling, that’s it, let them hear it. Let them know where you belong. My Goddess, my dirty little Goddess,’ Minho growled as he roughly fucked into you. Heaven, bliss, and fireworks filled your body. His cock hit you in all the right spots as your oversensitive pussy took him in. An endless stream of loud moans left your lips, just as an endless stream of swears left his. Neither of you caring if anyone outside were to hear it.

‘Fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight, milking me so hard,’ Minho panted. ‘Feels so good.’ He continued his rough pace, his hips snapping against yours, creating lewd wet sounds that bounced off the walls. ‘You hear that, hear how wet you are for me darling?’ he growled. ‘Wanted me so bad, didn’t you? So naughty, even a perfect Goddess like you, acting like a little slut for me. You belong with us don’t you darling?’

‘Yes, Lino, yes,’ you cried out, feeling the veins on his cock pulsing inside of you as he fucked you relentlessly.

Without warning he suddenly turned you around and grabbed you by the back of your legs, lifting your feet off the floor like you weighed nothing. You wrapped your legs around him as he kept fucking himself into you as fast as he could while holding you up. This new angle made him thrust even deeper into you, his cock reaching the deepest parts of you and making you unable to hold back. You screamed with pleasure, the knot in your stomach tightening once more as he filled you up completely.

‘That’s it, that’s it, honey. Scream, let them hear it. You belong with us,’ Minho panted, fucking you deeply as squelching sounds filled the room. ‘We’ll take care of you. Make you feel good. You’re our Goddess. Ours,’

‘Yours!’ you moaned, your mind completely fucked out now.

‘And I’m yours, fuck. Fuck! I’mma-I’mma cum,’ he grunted, switching to a pace that seemed to be inhuman. You screamed with pleasure.

‘Fill me up Lino, I want it, please,’ you begged him, desperate now for your own release as well.

‘Fuck, ah y/n, fuck, you’re so fucking tight, fuck darling, I’mma cum, I’m-’ he growled, unable to finish his sentence. You could feel him pulsing inside of you. He brought you down on his dick one last time, completely bottoming out as he came hard, biting into your neck to stifle his own scream while his cum painted the deepest parts of you. Between the feeling of his load filling you up and the bite on your neck, you fell over the edge as well. You cried out his name as your second orgasm washed over you, much more intense than the first one. Your pussy seemed to milk him for all it was worth, spasming around his pulsing cock.

As both of your orgasms subsided he let you down, his cock still buried deep inside of you, however, cum started to leak out a bit.

He wrapped his arms around you tighter, pulling your still-shaking body against his hot sweaty chest as his pants turned back into normal breaths. You could finally feel his dick getting softer inside of you, causing more cum to leak out of you and onto the bathroom floor, but you didn’t care. You felt safe. Warm. Happy. You were sure you could feel your inner Goddess was satisfied and at peace. You buried your face in his neck, his warm, partially sweaty scent welcoming you. You belong with him. With all of them. And they belonged to you.

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