CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58

Yu Jin’s POV

He was still shaking against the door when I scooped him up like he weighed nothing (because right now he did) and carried him through the penthouse. His arms looped around my neck on instinct, face buried in my shoulder, hot tears soaking my collar.

"I can’t," he kept whispering, over and over, like a broken record. "Yu Jin, I can’t, I’ve never, I swear I’ve never let anyone, I’m not, I don’t. Look bro"

"Brooo?!" That got me cracked up.

"A few days ago I was your little omega and now we’re going on full bro?"

"Shh." I kicked open his bedroom door, tossed him onto the mattress. He bounced once, tried to scramble back, but I was already crawling over him, pinning his wrists above his head again.

He looked up at me with those wet, red-rimmed eyes, chest heaving, cock soft and spent between his legs but still leaking little drops of slick like his body hadn’t gotten the memo that he was terrified.

"I’ve only ever topped women and you’re the first man I topped, don’t fucking play with me," but he choked out, voice cracking. "My whole life."

I kissed him to shut him up. Hard. Messy. Swallowed every sob. When I pulled back his lips were swollen and trembling.

"You can," I said. "And you will. Tonight you’re mine in every way you never let yourself be."

He started crying harder.

I flipped him onto his stomach, dragged his hips up until he was on his knees, face shoved into the pillows. He tried to crawl away; I hooked an arm around his waist and yanked him back.

"Stay."

"Put your hips up for me"

"Why?" He asked

"I want to use them, be good!"

Then I spread him open again and buried my face in his ass like a starving man.

He screamed into the sheets, whole body locking up. I licked inside him slow and deep, tongue curling, sucking at his swollen rim until he was dripping down my chin again. Every time he clenched I pulled back just enough to blow cold air over the wet mess, then dove back in harder.

"It hurts," he sobbed, muffled by the pillow. "Yu Jin it hurts so much, please stop, please..."

I didn’t stop.

I ate him out until his thighs were shaking uncontrollably, until the sheets under his cock were soaked with slick and tears, until he was pushing back against my face even while he begged me to stop.

Only then did I flip him over again.

He looked wrecked. Hair stuck to his forehead, face blotchy, mouth open on these little gasping cries. I crawled up his body, shoved his shirt up under his arms, and latched onto one nipple without warning.

He arched off the bed with a broken wail.

I sucked hard, teeth grazing, tongue flicking, then moved to the other one and did it again. His nipples were already puffy and red from earlier, so sensitive he jerked every time I so much as breathed on them.

"Arhhhhh" he gasped, hands clawing at my shoulders. "No one’s ever touched them like this, I didn’t know they could, fuck, Yu Jin, it’s too much...it feels so good"

Then he pointed to one of his nipples again and asked me to suck on it, and I slowly circled my tongue around it.

I bit down just hard enough to make him scream again, then soothed it with my tongue, then blew cold air until he was writhing.

I kept switching, mouth on his tits, hand between his legs, three fingers sliding back into his sloppy hole without resistance now. He was so open, so wet, every thrust made obscene sounds that echoed in the room.

He kept trying to close his legs, instinct, shame, whatever. I forced them wider, hooked them over my shoulders, and went back to eating his ass like it was my last meal.

He lost language for a while. Just sobbing, babbling, my name and please and stop and don’t stop all tangled together.

At some point I dragged him to the edge of the bed, stood on the floor, pulled his legs up until his ankles were by his ears, and tongue-fucked him so deep he started dry-sobbing, no tears left, just raw, broken sounds.

I flipped him sideways, spooned behind him, one arm under his neck, the other lifting his top leg high so I could lick into him from a new angle while I rolled one sore nipple between my fingers.

He was shaking so hard the whole bed was vibrating.

I rolled him onto his back again, climbed over him, knees on either side of his head, and fed him my fingers, the ones that had just been inside him. He sucked on them without thinking, desperate, moaning at his own taste.

Then I slid back down and latched onto his tits again, sucking bruises into the soft skin, marking him everywhere while my hand worked four fingers into his greedy, swollen hole.

He was openly weeping now, big messy sobs, but his cock was hard again, leaking onto his stomach in a steady stream.

"I didn’t know," he kept crying. "I didn’t know I could want this, I didn’t know I could feel like this, I’ve never been fucked, never, not once, Yu Jin please, I’m scared.... My ass"

" You know what it feels to be fucked and then abandoned right?"

"I’m sorryyyy arhhhh... it hurts."

I kissed him quiet again, slow and deep, tasting salt and slick and him.

"I’ve got you," I whispered against his lips. "You’re safe. You’re mine. And I’m not done opening you up yet."

I flipped him one last time, face down, ass up, chest pressed flat to the mattress. Spread him wide and dove back in, licking and sucking and fingering until he was limp, boneless, just taking it with these tiny overwhelmed whimpers.

When I finally pulled away he didn’t even move. Just lay there trembling, hole gaping and glistening, thighs soaked, tits red and bitten, face buried in the ruined pillow.

I leaned over him, kissed the back of his sweaty neck, and said, voice rough with restraint:

"This was still just foreplay, Park Min."

He made a sound like a dying animal.

"I’m gonna fuck you now. And you’re gonna take every inch while you cry and tell me how you never knew you needed this."

He didn’t even try to fight anymore. Just nodded into the pillow, broken, surrendered, and whispered,

"...please."