Pregnant for the straight CEO-Chapter 102

~Woo Min~

Junho was still sprawled out next to me, chest rising and falling too fast, skin shiny with sweat, his arm thrown over his face like he was trying to hide from what we just did. I couldn’t stop staring at the marks I left on his neck, his chest, that one on his hip that peeked out from under the sheet. My knot had gone down enough that I wasn’t dying anymore, but the rut was still there, buzzing under my skin, making me want to grab him again already.

He moved his arm, peeked at me with one eye, and snorted. "Stop looking at me like that, you creep."

"Like what?" My voice came out rough, throat dry from all the moaning I did earlier.

"Like you’re about to eat me." He rolled onto his side, facing me, and poked my chest hard. "You already came all over me, calm your alpha ass down."

I laughed, short and low, and grabbed his wrist before he could poke again. "You came first, remember? Loud as fuck, too. Pretty sure the guy next door knows your name now."

His face went red instantly, and he yanked his hand back to cover it. "Shut up! I did not.... "

"You did. ’Woo Min, fuck, Woo Min... ’" I mimicked his whine as best I could, high and desperate, and he lunged at me, slapping my arm over and over.

"I hate you, I hate you so much, why did I even.... " He was half-laughing, half-yelling, legs kicking at me under the sheet.

I caught his wrists again, pinned them above his head easily because he wasn’t really fighting, and leaned down close. "Because you wanted my big alpha dick, that’s why."

He groaned loud, dramatic, head flopping back on the pillow. "God, you’re so annoying when you’re right."

"Yeah?" I kissed his jaw, then lower, sucked on one of the marks I left. He shivered, tried to act like he didn’t. "Thought you wanted to make me feel good, huh? You said that before passing out like a baby."

"I didn’t pass out," he muttered, but his voice cracked when I bit his neck again. "I was... resting my eyes."

"Resting your eyes while drooling on my chest, sure." I let go of his wrists, slid my hand down his side, grabbed his ass hard enough he yelped. "You still owe me, Junho."

He glared up at me, but his hips rolled a little, pressing against my thigh like he couldn’t help it. "Owe you? I just jerked you off with my own cum as lube, you ungrateful bastard."

I grinned, shifted so my thigh was right between his legs, pressed up against him. He was half-hard already, no surprise. "Yeah, and it was great, but I’m still in rut, and you promised round two."

He bit his lip, eyes flicking down to where our bodies touched, then back up. "I said I wanted to make you feel good, not that I was gonna let you knot me like some desperate omega."

"You’re not desperate," I said, voice low, rocking my thigh slowly against him just to watch his breath hitch. "But you’re curious, aren’t you? Kept clenching around my thumb earlier like you wanted more."

His mouth dropped open, face going even redder. "I did not... " 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"You did." I leaned down, kissed him hard before he could argue, and swallowed the little pissed-off noise he made. He kissed back instantly, biting my lip, hands grabbing my hair and pulling like he wanted to hurt me and keep me there at the same time.

When I pulled back, he was breathing hard again, eyes dark. "You’re such a dick."

"Your favorite? ," I shot back, the same words he used earlier.

He rolled his eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck, but then he shoved at my chest, pushed me onto my back. "Fine. You want me to make you feel good? Lay there and shut up."

I raised my eyebrows, let him climb on top, straddling my hips. My dick was already hard again, pressing up against his ass, and he smirked when he felt it.

"Eager," he muttered, grinding down once, slowly, teasing. "Big alpha in rut, can’t control himself."

"Says the guy who’s already leaking again." I grabbed his hips, stopped him from moving. "You sure you want to be in charge? You’re shaking."

"I’m not shaking," he snapped, but his thighs were trembling a little, and his hands on my chest weren’t steady. "I’m just... deciding how I’m gonna ruin you."

I laughed, loud, couldn’t help it. "Ruin me? Cute."

He glared, leaned down, bit my shoulder hard enough I grunted. "Laugh again, see what happens."

I shut up, but I was still grinning, and he saw it, rolled his eyes again. Then he reached for the lube on the nightstand, slicked his fingers fast, no eye contact while he did it. My heart started pounding harder, watching him.

"You don’t have to.... " I started, but he cut me off.

"Shut up, I said." He shifted back, reached behind himself, and I heard the wet sound of him opening himself up. His face twisted a little, eyes squeezing shut, and he bit his lip hard.

"Fuck," I groaned, hands tight on his hips now. "You’re really... "

"Yeah, I’m really." He opened his eyes, glared at me again. "Stop staring like an idiot and help."

I grabbed the lube, slicked my fingers, reached down with him. He tensed when I pressed one in alongside his ass oh fuck it was so good, but then relaxed, breath hitching. His ass felt so good I started questioning every life decision I had ever made. It was soft, plumpy and I just wanted to eat him up, I wanted to suck that butthole until I was the only think it ever recognized. I kept staring at it admiring it but his face kept catching glances and he finally decided to speak to me.