Only You Can Call Me~
In the opulent Jeon mansion~ the morning sun filtered through silk curtains~
Casting a warm glow over the nursery where Taehyung sat~ cradling their four-month-old son~ Jihan.
The omega’s delicate frame was draped in a soft~ open robe~
His chest bare as he fed their baby. Jihan’s tiny hands clutched at Taehyung’s swollen~ milk-heavy br*ast~ his lips suckling greedily. Taehyung’s face was serene~
A gentle hum escaping his lips as he patted his son’s back~ lulling him into a peaceful rhythm.
Downstairs~ Jungkook~ the alpha CEO of Jeon Enterprises~ sat at the grand dining table~ his jaw tight.
A servant nervously placed a tray of breakfast before him—perfectly arranged toast~ eggs~ and coffee.
But Jungkook’s piercing gaze flicked to the trembling maid.
He growled~ voice low and dangerous~
Jk
Taehyung serves my breakfast. No one else.
The maid stammered an apology~ but Jungkook was already on his feet~ his tailored suit accentuating his broad shoulders and commanding presence.
His alpha instincts flared~ a mix of irritation and something deeper—hunger~ not for food~ but for his omega.
He strode toward the nursery~ his polished shoes echoing against the marble floors.
Inside the nursery~ Taehyung didn’t notice Jungkook’s arrival at first.
His focus was on Jihan~ whose soft coos filled the room as he drank. Jungkook leaned against the doorframe~ his dark eyes locking onto the sight before him.
Taehyung’s fluffy~ melon-like br*asts~ glistening faintly with milk~ were a vision that made Jungkook’s mouth water.
The way Jihan’s lips tugged at the sensitive skin~ the faint drip of milk escaping the corner of his son’s mouth—it stirred something primal in the alpha.
Taehyung’s eyes flicked up~ catching Jungkook’s intense stare. A shy smile curved his lips~
Though a flush crept up his neck. he murmured~ voice soft~ not wanting to disturb Jihan.
Jungkook didn’t respond immediately. He stepped closer~ his scent—woodsy~ dominant—filling the room and making Taehyung’s omega instincts hum.
Jk
You know I don’t like it when others serve me~
Jungkook said~ his voice is husky~ eyes never leaving Taehyung’s chest.
Jk
That’s your job~ omega.
Taehyung’s breath hitched~ sensing the shift in Jungkook’s tone. He gently adjusted Jihan~ who was starting to drift off~ milk-drunk and content.
Taehyung
I was feeding him~
Taehyung whispered~ his voice a mix of apology and teasing.
Taehyung
He’s hungry in the mornings.
Jungkook’s gaze darkened~ his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
He said~ voice low~ dripping with intent. He knelt beside the rocking chair~ his large hand resting on Taehyung’s thigh~ the touch possessive yet gentle.
He murmured~ eyes fixed on the swollen curve of Taehyung’s br*ast~ a bead of milk forming at the tip as Jihan’s lips slackened in sleep.
Taehyung’s cheeks burned~ but he didn’t pull away.
He breathed~ a warning laced with want.
Jungkook countered~ his hand sliding higher~ fingers brushing the sensitive skin of Taehyung’s inner thigh. He leaned closer~ his breathhot against Taehyung’s collarbone.
Jk
And I’m starving~ Tae. For you.
Taehyung’s heart raced~ his omega instincts responding to the alpha’s need.
Carefully~ he shifted Jihan~ laying him in the nearby crib with practiced ease~ ensuring the baby was settled.
When he turned back~ Jungkook was already standing~ towering over him~ his eyes blazing with desire.
Taehyung whispered~ but the alpha was on him in an instant~ pinning him gently against the nursery wall. Jungkook’s lips crashed against Taehyung’s~
Hungry and claiming~ swallowing the omega’s soft moan. His hands roamed~ slipping beneath the open robe to cup Taehyung’s leaking bre*sts~ thumbs brushing over the sensitive ni*ples. A droplet of milk coated Jungkook’s fingers~ and he groaned~ breaking the kiss to bring his hand to his mouth~ tasting the sweet warmth.
Jungkook growled~ eyes half-lidded.
Taehyung whimpered~ his body arching into Jungkook’s touch.
He gasped~ torn between embarrassment and need. Jungkook didn’t hesitate. He dipped his head~ lips closing around one swollen ni*ple~ sucking gently at first~ then harder~ drawing a low møan from Taehyung.
The omega’s fingers tangled in Jungkook’s hair~ his head tipping back as pleasure sparked through him.
Jungkook’s tongue swirled~ savoring the sweet milk that flowed freely now~ his free hand kneading the other b*east~ coaxing more to spill.
He mumbled against Taehyung’s skin~ voice rough with possession.
Jk
Only I get to have this.
Taehyung’s legs trembled~ his omega scent blooming~ sweet and intoxicating~ driving Jungkook wild. The alpha’s hand slipped lower~ finding Taehyung already wet~ his slick søaking through the thin fabric of his shorts. Jungkook growled~ his control fraying. Bedroom. Now.
Taehyung nodded~ breathless~ letting Jungkook scoop him up effortlessly. They moved to their bedroom~ Jungkook kicked the door shut before laying Taehyung on the silk sheets. The alpha stripped them both with practice ease~ his eyes raking over Taehyung’s flushed body—his curves~ his leaking brea*ts~ the slick glistening between his thighs.
Jungkook didn’t waste time. He spread Taehyung’s legs~ settling between them~ his mouth returning to Taehyung’s chest~ drinking deeply as his fingers teased the omega’s entrance. Taehyung møaned~ hips bucking~ overwhelmed by the dual sensations.
Taehyung
Alpha… Daddy… more~
He pleaded~ voice breaking. Jungkook obliged~ sliding two fingers inside~ curling them just right~ making Taehyung cry out. His lips moved to the other br*ast~ sucking hungrily~ milk dripping down his chin as he worked Taehyung open. The omega was a mess~ writhing~ his hands clutching the sheets as Jungkook’s fingers thrust in time with his tongue’s relentless pulls.
Jungkook growled~ pulling back just enough to shed his remaining clothes. His cøck~ hard and thick~ pressed against Taehyung’s slick entrance~ and with one smooth thrust~ he was inside. Taehyung gasped~ back arching~ as Jungkook filled him completely~ the alpha’s knot was already swelling at the base.
Jungkook repeated~ thrusting hard~ his hands gripping Taehyung’s hips. Milk leaked from Taehyung’s br*asts with every movement~ staining the sheets~ and Jungkook leaned down to lap at it~ his tongue greedy.
Jk
Only you can call me alpha. Only you can give me this.
Taehyung sobbed with pleasure~ his body clenching around Jungkook as the alpha’s kn*t locked them together~ pushing them both over the edge. Jungkook’s release was hot and deep~ filling Taehyung as the omega came with a cry~ slick and milk mixing in a heady mess.
They stayed like that~ locked together~ Jungkook’s forehead resting against Taehyung’s as they caught their breath.
Jungkook murmured~ kissing Taehyung softly~ tasting the lingering sweetness of milk on his lips.
Taehyung smiled~ exhausted but sated~ his fingers tracing Jungkook’s jaw.
Taehyung
Only for you~ alpha.
And in the quiet of their bedroom~ with their son sleeping soundly down the hall~ they held each other~ bound by love~ instinct~ and the unspoken promise of forever.
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