hold your hair in deep devotion

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/42513249.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/F
Fandom: LOONA (Korea Band)
Relationship: Kim Jungeun | Kim Lip/Son Hyeju | Olivia Hye
Characters: Kim Jungeun | Kim Lip, Son Hyeju | Olivia Hye
Additional Tags: hyelip, Smut, Girl Penis, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Arranged
Marriage, Knotting, Degradation, Breeding, Mention of Impregnation,
Pregnant Sex, beta!jungeun, alpha!hyeju, they call each other mommy
and daddy, its self indulgent
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-10-20 Words: 11,035 Chapters: 1/1
 hold your hair in deep devotion
by dprhyunjin

Summary

A sweet disposition between a hopeless romantic Beta and her Alpha.

Notes

paying for the mama fic war crimes with this very self indulgent fic. i absolutely loved
writing this, specially the sweet parts dhwdsaj please enjoy!

See the end of the work for more notes

Jungeun bit her lip, eyeing the rows of delicious cakes on the glass display. She was fiddling
with the collar of her shirt nervously, contemplating to herself for almost a few minutes now.

This was her last resort. She spent half the day attempting to bake a cake, creating a huge
mess in the kitchen and almost burning their humble abode down. It was an insult to injury
that she found herself in a bakery, hugging a bouquet of flowers that was almost half her size
against her chest, careful not to crush the delicate petals and its wrap.

Was this supposed to be how the life of the married is? She almost burst out in tears when the
cake sadly came out half risen but fully burnt.

It was for their first anniversary.

It was a bit last minute that she decided to do something and that’s mainly due to the fact that
she didn’t know whether or not that would be deemed necessary.

In the first place their relationship is only an arranged marriage between a Beta and a pure
blooded Alpha. It didn’t sound so ideal or even viable when it was put on the table. A pure
blooded Alpha is better off with an Omega that will create a golden child and grow up to
highly contribute to society.

Jungeun had heard it countless of times and she dutifully shared the same sentiment but
businesswise, it was the best decision according to everyone involved.
Business is business. It was a bit dystopian that something so life altering such as tying the
knot was decided in one meeting.

At first, she didn’t take the news so well, her life suddenly coming crashing down and her
hopes and dreams ruined. Perhaps, it’s the curse of being such a hopeless romantic but then
again, she didn’t even know who was putting a ring on her finger.

She didn’t have so much of a choice when years of hard and honest work was threatened to
plummet downhill and burn into the ground. She didn’t have the heart to ruin her family’s
business. Besides, it was an Alpha dominated industry and being a family of only Betas, it
would be hell trying to bounce back and build themselves from the ground up without any
help.

So, with gritted teeth, she decided to push through it.

It was with the daughter of her father’s business partner and the next heir to a well known
company.

Son Hyeju.

Surprisingly, she was younger. Jungeun was honestly expecting that she was going to marry
an old man and become miserable for her whole life until his last breath.

Hyeju was also a little shy and jittery for a pure blooded Alpha. A bit stereotypical, yes.
Jungeun could still remember how red her face got when they shook hands at their first
meeting. Honestly, she still believed that her spouse hadn't even felt the touch of a real
woman prior to their marriage which was a bit funny, considering until now, they weren’t
even sleeping in the same bed.

So, that only means they haven’t even done the thing that married couples do. Well, they
haven’t done remotely anything that a couple does and it feels as if she has been suffering a
dry spell for a year now.
Their parents did tell them that they could always go around and date other people in secrecy.
Who knows if Hyeju was seeing other girls?

She highly doubts that though. The poor Alpha couldn’t even look at her for a good second,
often scratching her neck nervously mid conversation and answering with two to three words
maximum.

Besides, it was pretty weird to date someone then see the person you are married to at home.
Yes, they were living together and she was thankful that most of the time they were out of the
house due to their work.

She wouldn’t call them close but she wouldn’t call them unacquainted either. They were civil.

Now that she thought of it, Hyeju often did the work around the house. She wondered how
everyone would think that a pure blooded Alpha was the one serving their wife instead of the
other way around?

There were times where Hyeju would cook whatever dish she would list down when asked.

Jungeun thinks she’s handsome with her sleeves rolled up all the way to her elbows,
eyebrows furrowed as she cut up whatever was on the chopping board—but she would never
say that out loud.

She would admit that it was sweet though. Hyeju would always watch her take the first bite
and it was a bit amusing to see her usually indifferent eyes turn into something such as an
expecting puppy.

Another thing that she found sweet was Hyeju would never fail to put her go-to shoes by the
doorway every morning because of her prior meltdown regarding it.

Jungeun could still recall being so exasperated that she couldn’t find it, rendering her late for
work and a probable victim of traffic; and poor Hyeju being the convenient target of her
frustration caused a discord in a Tuesday morning.

She could consider it a marital argument—though, it was definitely one-sided with how
maturely and gently her spouse had diffused the situation. She honestly felt bad for projecting
onto her because said shoes were just in an unpacked box tucked inside her closet.

After that, Hyeju had definitely taken the time of her day making sure that her shoes were
somewhere she could easily see.

It was thoughtful.

Alphas didn’t really have such a good reputation to her ever since she could comprehend the
hierarchy. They were usually cocky and arrogant, acting as if they own the world and failing
to see how society has freely given them a huge privilege to succeed the second they were
born.

Hyeju was different. She was caring and gentle and definitely handsome and—

Right.

The cake.

Her problem was she didn’t really know what to get without looking as if she was trying too
hard about a silly little day. It would be a bit embarrassing to put so much effort on something
that the other party didn’t care about or possibly remember.

Jungeun cleared her throat, getting the middle aged woman behind the counter’s attention.

“Finally ready to order?” The lady asked with a cheery tone, adjusting her nameplate.
She felt a little embarrassed thinking about how long she stood idle. It was a good thing that
she was the only customer in line.

“Yes.” She nodded, pointing at the simplest chocolate cake that her eyes laid on. Everybody
loves a good chocolate cake, right? “I’ll get this one.”

“You know, it’s funny. Someone with flowers came in and bought a cake too.” The woman
chuckled as she opened the glass display. “She was in a bit of a panic.”

“Really?” She replied, deciding to indulge in the small talk to let her nerves settle down.

“Uh huh. She almost bought everything because she didn’t know what her wife would love.”
The other hummed, her eyes crinkling in entertainment. “Could you imagine how she could
possibly carry all of that?”

Huh. It seemed as if she wasn’t the only one having a rough day. It made her laugh,
shrugging her shoulders in comfort.

“My advice to the younger generation is to marry someone they know like the back of their
hand.” She continued, carefully sliding the cake out of the rack and balancing it on her hand.
“It’s easier that way!”

Ouch.

Jungeun let out a sigh of amusement. Well, that was her plan too but here she was, buying a
silly little cake for someone she barely knew but was tied to by legal bounds.

“Should I write something?” The woman asked, raising both of her eyebrows. “A greeting,
perhaps?”
“I think it’s fine as is.” She flashed a small and polite smile while shaking her head. “It’s for a
wedding anniversary.”

“Oh! Really?”

Jungeun nodded shyly, seeing the woman’s eyes lit up, her shoulder rising in excitement.

“Congratulations to the both of you then! I’m sure they’re lucky to have you.” She smiled
brightly. “Do you have any kids?”

Kids? She couldn’t imagine. Hyeju can’t even hold her hand for show without getting a
sweaty palm and acting all flustered.

She swore she was a virgin with how she acts.

“Ah, no, not yet.” She replied without any second thought, her eyes focused on the way that
the baked goods were being packed so nicely.

Yet?

This is the cake’s fault for sending her brain into this state of disarray.

She cursed under her breath.

“We’re, uhm, still busy with our business.” She started to babble for no particular reason at
all, her mouth almost moving on its own. She didn’t even know why she found the need to
defend herself. “Kids are a bit of a huge commitment and I think we’re not ready for that
yet.”
She did want to have a few kids of her own but that seemed out of the question now. They
would probably have one just for the sake of having an heir and it pretty much made her heart
sting that she didn’t want to think about it too much.

The woman laughed, finally tying the ribbon neatly. “Definitely. I have three kids and they
are sucking the soul out of me.” She jested, sliding the box of cake in front of her. “But
they’re my bundle of happiness and they melt all my stress away!”

She only gave a smile. It must be nice. She thought as she started fumbling with her wallet to
pay for her purchase.

After paying, she quickly went to her car, putting all the gifts on the passenger seat. She
couldn’t help but frown, tapping the steering wheel as she drove off.

Will Hyeju even appreciate any of this? It’s the first time she got something for her.

It’s just a little something, Jungeun. She scolded herself.

To be honest, the words of the lady in the bakery were bothering her. Lucky? Hyeju might be
miserable on the inside for all she knew. She might only be waiting for their finances to settle
down and some silly documents to be finalized before filing for a divorce.

The talk of marriage and kids was definitely a sore spot for her.

Ugh. She didn’t know where to stand. Surprisingly, she wasn’t even that miserable about
their setup anymore but why does her heart feel heavy when she thinks that her Alpha feels
that way?

If she was an Omega, she would have probably gone under the water and drowned just
thinking about all of this. They weren’t even mates. She couldn’t even smell her own Alpha’s
pheromones nor did she give off any kind of scent.
She didn’t even know if she could give her a child, knowing how hard conceiving is between
a Beta and an Alpha—a pure blooded one, at that.

She was a Beta and that might possibly be the biggest problem in their so called relationship.

She pursed her lips, her heart continuously sinking.

The drive back to their condo was relatively quicker than what she would have preferred. She
wanted to stall for a bit, knowing that her other half wouldn’t come home until the evening.
Hyeju even left in a rush before she could wake up so she assumed that she might have a
hectic schedule ahead of her.

She made her way inside of the building, balancing the flowers and the cake in both hands.
Thank god that there was someone to operate the elevators. They greeted each other with a
few polite bows before exchanging what floor she was headed to.

“Is there a special occasion?” The man asked as he pressed the button.

“Uh, it’s our anniversary.” She replied timidly. “Just a little something.”

Quizzically, he looked at her before laughing heartily which confused her. Did she look
funny? She wanted to consciously adjust her clothes but she already had a handful.

“Best wishes.” He smiled, his wrinkles evident from the way his lips stretched and how his
eyes turned into crescents.

A familiar ding was then heard, the doors sliding so smoothly and welcoming the pristine
hallway before she could even open her mouth and reply. She gave him a thankful bow, quick
on her feet and on the way to their unit.
She forgot to clean the kitchen! She was reminded out of nowhere and she knew that the
Alpha wouldn’t be too pleased if she left it that way.

“Huh?”

She stopped on her tracks, seeing a familiar figure in front of their doorstep.

“Hyeju?”

“Oh, uh,” Hyeju swallowed, her throat bobbing as she shuffled on her feet. She was still in
her work clothes. “I forgot my keys.”

Jungeun was stunned. Hyeju was also holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand and a box of
cake. They were almost a mirror of each other. The only difference was that her Alpha had a
few little balloons and a giant one that had a bold ‘Happy Anniversary!’ printed unto it. It
was floating beside her and it definitely looked a bit silly.

She started laughing, shaking her head in amusement. It was a genuine one. She couldn’t
remember the last time she laughed like this. “What the heck?”

That’s probably why the man was laughing and judging from the way that the box of cake
was packed, they even got it from the same store. Perhaps, the woman was talking about her
spouse all along.

Was Hyeju really willing to buy everything just to make sure that she liked something?
Funnily enough, it made her heart skip a beat.

Hyeju looked at her intently, a little late at noticing the gifts that she was holding. She was
moving her eyes back and forth between the two of them while her cheeks started to get
flushed. “Uh, this… this is–“
Jungeun blinked a few times. The younger one cleared her throat, composing herself.

“I just thought of celebrating our anniversary so I clocked out of work early and got you a
little something.” She finally spilled, looking away. God, her ears were so red. “I’m guessing
you had the same thing in mind.”

“What’s with the balloons?”

“Someone in the office told me that they always get one for their wife if they're celebrating
something. They couldn’t stop talking about how much she loves it.” She explained in a
mumble before her gaze slowly went back to her own wife, her eyebrows arched. “Is… is it
too much?”

She didn’t know if she was allowed to feel this elated. “No, not at all.” Jungeun said as she
shook her head, her feelings getting the best of her. She was definitely tearing up, her fingers
playing with the wrap of the bouquet to try and push it back. “I think it’s cute.”

“Why are you crying?” Hyeju asked with a soft gasp, her expression contorting in worry. It
seemed as if she was ready to envelope her in a hug if she didn’t have anything on her hands.

“I don’t know.” She murmured, trying to wipe off her tears with her sleeves.

The Alpha gave an understanding nod. “I think it’s best that we go inside and sit down.” She
merely suggested. “I’ll make you a cup of coffee, well, only if you would like something to
drink, of course.”

“I would appreciate that.” She sniffled before her eyes widened in realization, shaking her
head vigorously. “On second thought, I think you shouldn’t! I mean, yes, I would appreciate
it but the kitchen,”

Hyeju only tilted her head in confusion.

Jungeun found herself sitting on the couch out of her will, watching as Hyeju made her a cup
of coffee from their newly cleaned kitchen. Their humble abode had an open floor plan so she
could see her working around their marble counters.

Hyeju had cleaned the area for a good twenty minutes and half of that amount was spent on
convincing her wife to take a seat and let her do the work.

Anyway, Jungeun couldn’t help but stare. Her Alpha had her sleeves rolled up as per usual.
She could take a little peek of her collarbones and a hint of her chest due to the fact that she
had a few buttons loose.

Jungeun loved this look on Hyeju the most—white dress shirt tucked in her slacks, her belt
cinching her waist and her glasses propped on the bridge of her nose. There was a sense of
familiarity to it. It was probably due to the fact that she has seen her in this picture perfect
scene for almost a thousand times now.

She was also distracted by the way that the ring on her spouse’s finger was glinting due to the
hanging lights. It made her fixate on her pretty and slender fingers and how it wrapped
around the mug.

She shook her head, feeling as if she was being a bit of a creep with all the ogling she has
been doing.

She focused on the two bouquets on the coffee table, picking up the one that her Alpha had
gotten for her. It was the first time that she had seen it up close, her fingers delicately running
through the different shapes and sizes of the petals.

It took her a moment to realize that it was a variety of her favorite flowers. She snapped her
head towards the other, her lips slowly parting while her cheeks heated up.
Hyeju was already heading towards her, a cup of coffee in hand.

“How did you know?”

“Know what?” She replied, placing the mug on the table before sliding it in front of her.

“The flowers.” Jungeun mumbled. “They’re my favorites.”

Hyeju scratched her cheeks sheepishly, taking a few seconds to find her words while she
awkwardly stood in front of her. “I asked your mom.” She finally spoke up, her cheeks as
warm as the cup of coffee that she whipped up. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“When?” She raised both of her eyebrows in surprise. “She didn’t tell me.”

“Early this morning. I picked her up and we went out for breakfast.” Hyeju replied. “I told
her not to tell you.”

“Is that why you left early?” She asked.

The Alpha only nodded.

Jungeun chuckled, feeling warmth spilling across her chest. “Come sit with me.”

“Okay.” Hyeju murmured before sitting down, careful to put a respectable space between the
two of them.
Well, if you could count being on the other side of the couch a respectable space. It almost
seemed as if she was avoiding her like the plague.

God, she’s such a virgin. Jungeun almost laughed out loud. She wondered if she was just like
this with other women too. Although, thinking about it leaves a sour taste in her mouth.
Jealousy? Oh god, no. She hoped not.

She believed that it must be because her brain was conditioned to the fact that they were
married and that meant they should be committed to each other.

“At least come a bit closer.” She hummed. “I’m your wife.” She humored but there was a hint
of shyness from the way her voice quieted down at the last syllable.

Hyeju nodded timidly before she shimmied a few inches closer, still careful not to let their
shoulders bump into each other. Jungeun waited for her to get comfortable, watching as her
legs spread until their knees were almost touching.

She cleared her throat once she caught herself staring at how her pants hugged her thighs.
“Thank you.” She said, carefully putting the bouquet back on the coffee table. “I honestly
thought you forgot.”

The Alpha started fiddling with her fingers, playing with her ring. “How could I forget
something important?” She murmured, eyes fixated on the way that she was fidgeting. “I’m
your Alpha.”

Jungeun could only feel her ears heating up at her words. It was awkwardly delivered but her
statement seemed to have a massive effect on the way her heart drummed inside her ribcage.

“Please expect more from me.” Hyeju continued, finally looking up with a pout painted on
her lips. It was almost a scene out of a movie from the way that her eyes sparkled and stared
at her in expectation.
What was this prince-like behavior that she was exhibiting? It was almost as if it was out of
character. Jungeun had to double take, her voice stuck inside her throat as she continued to
drown in her orbs.

“It doesn’t matter if our marriage might only be for the sake of the business. You’re still my
wife and it’s still my responsibility to take care of you whether you like it or not.” The Alpha
said as she took her hand and held it, keeping it close to her heart.

Jungeun swallowed the lump on her throat. God, she could feel her whole skin burning and
her stomach filled with fleeting butterflies. She looked at their hands and the way it was
pressed against her chest.

She could feel that her heart was also beating as hard as hers—calling out for her name,
waiting for a reply.

It’s the first time that the Alpha had been vocal about their relationship or anything at all. She
didn’t know what to say. Was this the real her? The real Son Hyeju without the reservations
and any hint of hesitation?

“Hyeju.” She called out weakly, squeezing her hand. “I honestly don’t know what to say.”

Hyeju looked at their intertwined fingers before her eyes widened when she realized that they
were holding hands. She let go as quickly as humanly possible, her whole face suddenly
turning into a shade of bright red. It crept all the way to the column of her neck and the tips
of her ears.

She opened her mouth, only for no words to come out. She honestly looked like a fish out of
water, trying to find a somehow logical reason for her very romantic proclamation.

Jungeun couldn’t stifle her giggles, her shoulder shaking with each sound of amusement. This
was in character. It ruined the serious atmosphere but she was glad it did.
“Don’t blame me if I kiss you.” She said in a mere whisper, reaching out to trace the beauty
marks on her cheeks with a gentle finger. “You're just too adorable right now.”

“The twins are asleep, daddy.” Jungeun scolded softly, feeling a pair of gentle hands dancing
on her sides, running through her curves before squeezing her hips. She was washing the
baby bottles with warm water when her Alpha had decided to surprise her with a few light
touches from behind. “You have to behave if you don’t want them to wake everyone up.”

Hyeju only hummed, wrapping a strong arm around her waist and pulling her close until her
chest was pressed against her back. She propped her chin on her shoulders, watching as her
hands moved skillfully, cleaning every nook and cranny with precision.

“We’ll be quiet.” She said, rubbing her stomach in a soothing manner. A pout was definitely
painted on her lips from her voice alone. “Please, mommy.”

“Did you have a bad day at the office or something?” Jungeun chuckled. She instantly melted
against her hold, letting their heads bump into each other. “Go take a shower first.”

Who wouldn’t relax and just let their body lean in against their lover’s broad frame? Hyeju
was warm and strong and ever since she had marked her a few years ago, she could distinctly
smell her scent—even if it was faint.

It was ashy and a bit peppery. It was very aromatic and it often rubbed off in her clothes. She
didn’t mind that it did. She was working from home a lot and with the twins being
rambunctious little brats and her being easily overwhelmed, having her scent to go by
reduces her stress and anxiety.

“No.” Hyeju replied as she started to place a few kisses on the column of her neck. She
pressed her nose on her scent gland before a blissful sigh escaped her lips. “You just smell
good. I could already smell you from the door.”
Now, Jungeun was still a Beta. Sure, some of her fellow Betas are gifted with a sensitive
sense of smell but sadly, she wasn’t one of those. It was just an odd case that she could smell
her Alpha after they mated. It was highly dizzying at first but it gradually went to a level that
she could stand in a room with her and now she couldn’t even go a day without it.

Anyway, she couldn’t smell herself, no matter how much she focused and fixated on it. She
didn't even know that she had a scent of her own to begin with. Hyeju said it was a mix of
light coffee and a pinch of sugar though—not too sweet and a little bitter.

Although, she honestly didn’t mind if she wasn’t blessed with a godly sense of smell when
her lover would tell her with a pair of twinkling eyes how much her smell would bring her
great comfort and how delectable it was.

“So you didn’t have a bad day?” She asked, her tone coming off as cheeky and teasing. She
was still getting kisses on the expanse of her neck, the tickling lips focused on stamping itself
on her nape. “I was going to do something about it if that was the case.”

Hyeju paused, her gears turning before she laughed softly, their bodies vibrating against each
other as she thrummed. “I had the worst day ever.” She murmured, kissing the back of her
ear. “It was awful, mommy. Should I spare you the details?”

“No, tell me all about it.”

“I better not.” She humored, her hand already slipping inside of her wife’s loose blouse. It
earned her a displeased hum. “You’ll be stressed too. Very stressed.”

“Really?” Jungeun scrunched her nose, stifling a sigh when the warmth of her palm splayed
on her bare tummy.

“Yeah.” Her Alpha replied, a hand already traveling upwards and cupping her breast. She was
braless and she mumbled a tiny gratitude for it.
She couldn’t hold back the whimper that scratched out of her throat when she started rubbing
on her nipple, teasing it until it was hard and erect. The other bud scratched the fabric of her
shirt, making her bite her lip.

She was losing focus from all the rough tugging that alternated between her tits. She quickly
turned off the faucet, knowing full well that she would forget that it was running if things
escalated.

Hyeju already had two of her hands massaging her breasts, her shirt lifted up to bunch under
her chin. She felt exposed like this, her whole body heating up and thighs pressed against
each other to somehow relieve the throbbing between her legs.

She was rolling her nipples between her fingers before pulling on it, abusing the poor buds
until it was tingling for more.

“Can you turn around for me, mommy?”

Jungeun instantly faced her, her cheeks all red and eyebrows furrowed. It made her other half
laugh, giving her a quick and chaste peck on her quivering lips.

“It’s finally good to see you.” Hyeju playfully chimed, stealing another kiss. It was softer and
tender. “I missed you.”

“Usually, that’s the first thing you say to your wife when you come home from work, daddy.”
She tilted her head, her arms looping around her neck. It was merely playful banter. “Is it
now a second thought to you? Are you telling somebody else that you miss them?”

The Alpha’s eyes went comically wide. “No way!” She exclaimed, holding her waist tightly.
“You know I only have my eyes for you and our kids. No one else can compare.”

This is one of the million things that she loved about Hyeju. She would proclaim her love
without hesitation, shout it as loud as she possibly could for the whole world to hear.
“You know that.” She mumbled, her shoulders rising up in embarrassment.

Oh, also, the way that she would become flustered after. It never gets old.

Jungeun giggled, patting the back of her head and running her fingers through her hair. “I
know that, daddy.” She replied, a wide smile sneaking on her lips. It was contagious. Who
knew smiling at each other while she was flashing her tits in the middle of the kitchen was
romantic? “Should we go to the bedroom?”

“Here is fine.” The younger hummed, her hand gliding on her smooth skin before she groped
her breasts again. “You don’t mind, right?”

She shook her head, letting her head rest on her shoulders as she went back to teasing her
sensitive nipples. She was moaning softly, her panties certainly stained with her slickness. It
clung to her folds, making it a bit uncomfortable as she shifted on her feet.

“Come here, mommy.” Hyeju placed a hand on the small of her back before leading her to
the island counter. She tapped her thighs, her hands sliding up her hips and supporting her
weight. “Up.”

Jungeun carefully sat on the counter, her palm feeling the marble underneath her. She was
face to face with her lover and said lover had a dopey smile playing on her lips. “What are
you smiling about, daddy?” She placed her hands on her shoulders, her fingers tracing the
seam of her crisp white button up.

“Just thought you were pretty.”

She only hummed, giving her soft cheeks a light pat before leaning in to kiss her. She let their
lips melt together before she moved, deepening the kiss and heating it. It took her a few bites
on her lower lip before she could slip her tongue inside, the wet appendages quickly dancing
around each other.
“Mm,”

The older pulled away, trailing kisses down all the way to her jaws. She bit the flesh before
kneading it with her tongue to nurse it.

“Mommy,” Hyeju sighed breathlessly as her lips went down to her neck, marking every spot
that it would land on. Her wife pressed her nose on her scent glands before biting it, making
her groan. “A-ah, fuck,”

Jungeun furrowed her eyebrows from the sudden onslaught of her scent. It filled her senses
and it made her dizzy but it sure did have an effect on her libido. She pulled away, covering
her nose with her fist as her glazed eyes lost their focus.

“Too much?” The Alpha asked softly as if her pupils hadn’t dilated. Oh, god, how she wanted
to mark the woman in front of her, litter her with bites and bruises to the point that it was
impossible to hide but then again, their twins are curious about every single little thing.

One time she did a deal on her and the twins thought she hurt their mama because of all the
love marks and bites. They didn’t talk to her for a day. She didn’t want to have a do over.

Jungeun shook her head, rubbing her shoulders in assurance. She was unaware of the fact that
her chest was heaving in want, her scent doing things to her body. “I’m fine.” She ran her
hand on her chest before it cupped her own breast. “Need your mouth, daddy.”

Hyeju paused, biting her lip as her stomach did a jump at her statement. “Yeah, sorry.” She
whispered, leaning down until she was met by her perky tits. “Let’s take care of that.”

Her Alpha finally enveloped her mouth on one of her nipples, gently scraping her teeth
before she lapped it with her tongue.
“Ah!” She gasped when the suction started, her fingers finding its way to her hair and
grabbing a fistful. This was one of her most sensitive spots, her hips bucking whenever she
bit the swollen bud. “Daddy,”

Hyeju was holding her still, her palms splayed on both sides of her ribcage as she continued
to suck on her tits as if she was a deprived infant. She would groan whenever her hair would
get pulled on, her scalp burning in the most pleasurable way.

“Feels good—!” She blurted out, her neglected nipple finally getting the stimulation it was
craving for when her lover switched sides. She was sure that she was creating a pool of slick
on the counter, her legs desperately trying to close itself to somehow ease her throbbing cunt
but the body between her prevented her from doing so. “Ah, fuck, your mouth feels so good,
daddy,”

“Thought we wouldn’t be noisy, mommy.” The younger chuckled, burying her face between
her breast and leaving a few wet kisses while her fingers played with her spit stained nipples.
It was already red and swollen from all the sucking.

Jungeun hiccupped when she pulled on it roughly while she straightened up, her back arching
along with her hips. Her clothed cunt was suddenly pressed against her stomach, what little
movement bringing her sweet, sweet friction. It was a blessing that the buckle of her belt
would dig on her clit whenever she swirled her hips.

“Look at you, mommy.” Hyeju hummed, letting her chase her own pleasure. She was simply
standing there, still abusing her nipples for her own entertainment. What a sight. “I thought
Betas don’t get heats.”

Her wife had her eyebrows arched and her lower lip caged between her teeth. She couldn’t
reply properly, not when her sinful moans and whines were getting the best of her, spilling
out and filling the kitchen.

The Alpha finally stopped fixating on her breasts, her hands running on her back and pulling
her in until their chest were pressed together. “I can’t believe you don’t know how sweet you
smell right now.” She hummed, her lips hovering on her scent glands. “It’s crazy.”
Jungeun could only loop her arms around her shoulders, her nipples rubbing against the
rough fabric of her shirt. Hyeju had started kissing her neck, careful not to leave too much of
a long lasting mark.

“Daddy.” She sighed sharply when sharp teeth started nipping on her pulse point. God, she
needed to be fucked out of her wits or she would go crazy with all the teasing foreplay and
certainly humping her wasn’t enough. “I’m getting impatient.”

Besides, she still had to steam the baby bottles and adjust a few things for her business
presentation the following day.

“What do you want me to do, mommy? Do you want me to eat you out? You can ride my
face.”

She shook her head, hiding her face on her shoulders. “Skip all of that, daddy.” She
murmured, her voice muffled. “Just fuck me.”

“Without the prep?” Hyeju asked in concern, pulling away to face her. She was definitely
worried judging from her expression alone. “I might hurt you, mommy.”

“Trust me. I can take it.”

Jungeun didn’t know if she overestimated how wet she felt or she undermined how big her
Alpha truly was. She was struggling to breathe, bent over the counter while her length slid
inside of her painfully slowly.

She couldn’t remember how many times Hyeju had told her to relax while rubbing the small
of her back, trying to ease her in.

“Mommy.” Hyeju choked out, her nails digging on her hips as she stared at where they were
connected. She was split on her cock, her entrance fluttering around the girth. She wasn’t
even halfway in and it seemed as if they hit a roadblock. “It’s too tight.”
“Ugh, fuck, you don’t need to remind me,” Jungeun hissed, biting her tongue. She was
clenching and unclenching her fist, trying to brace herself. “I know that.”

“Relax.” She said for the nth time, reaching out to hold her hand. She gave it a squeeze as she
attempted to slip an inch or two. It was received with a sharp wince. “I can’t fuck you like
this.”

“I’m trying–f-fuck, I’m trying, daddy, you’re just too big,”

“Now it’s suddenly my fault.” The Alpha laughed, putting her hand on her tummy before
pulling her up until their bodies were flushed together. “Bending over doesn’t help, mommy.
No, not at all.”

“It was sexy for a moment.”

Another hearty laughter. Hyeju kissed her shoulders, planting wet and soft kisses on her neck.
“It was but so is any moment with you.” She whispered next to her ear while her hand made
its way to the back of her legs, hoisting her weak limb in the air so she could angle herself
better. She started thrusting in shallowly to test the waters, rewarding her with a sharp moan
and a tight squeeze on her forearm. “Is that better, mommy? Is this okay?”

“Better.” Jungeun replied breathlessly, her head falling on her shoulders. She closed her eyes
tightly and bit her lips, a few whimpers slipping out whenever she would push her length
further. After what seemed to be forever, her ass finally met her pelvis. She felt full, her
pussy split open to accommodate her entirety and it made her reel in a balance of pain and
pleasure. “Oh, god, Hyeju.”

“It’s okay.” Hyeju mumbled weakly, placing her lips on her temples. She was holding back
her own sounds, her dick pulsating and twitching inside of her warmth. Her walls were
milking the soul out of her and it made her knees buckle. “You’re taking me so well. It feels
so good, mommy.”
She started thrusting with a slow and shallow pace and it punched out quiet little moans out
of her. Jungeun could only whine as she rocked her body, her eyebrows becoming more and
more knitted together with each snap of her hips. She was merely adjusting, her shoulders
tensing up whenever the tip would hit her spongy walls.

“Mommy, so fucking tight.” Hyeju whispered sharply, her nails digging on her flesh. Well, it
was more of a guttural growl as her movements began picking up. She was relishing the way
that she would tighten up whenever she would fully sheathe in, her length crushing and
molding her leaking cunt into the shape of her. “Ah, fuck!”

“Quiet–h-hng, be quiet, daddy, the twins,” Jungeun said through gritted teeth, trying to piece
her voice together without it being broken up with a high pitched moan. Hyeju was starting to
jackhammer into her and it was most likely because of her primal instincts that were starting
to take over. She was an Alpha after all. “They might wake up,”

The last thing she wanted to do was explain what mama and dada was doing in the kitchen to
a nosy pair of toddlers.

The Alpha only hummed and if only her lovely wife could see how much her eyes had
darkened, she would have been scared shitless of the thought that she might not be able to
walk for a full day.

“I’ll be quiet.” She said, letting go of her leg before both of her hands made its way to her
hips. She held it tightly, pulling her back to her cock every time that she would slide out and
push back in. “I’ll be good.”

Hyeju had emphasized her word with a rough slam of her hip. Jungeun jolted with a loud
gasp and it almost felt like her whole skeletal system had jumped out of her. She didn’t even
have time to recover because she was getting fucked so hard on their stupidly cold marble
counter.

Her Alpha had bent her over a few thrusts ago. A heavy hand was pressing down on her
shoulders to keep her from thrashing around. She was trapped in her new position and she
didn’t have any strength to fight back. Well, not that she had plans to.
“Fu–oh, fuck!” Jungeun hissed before she instantly covered her mouth. Okay, maybe bending
over does help because she was reaching a new deep and her nipples were rubbing against the
counter and it was making her drool in raw pleasure. She was simply taking it as if she was
merely a hole to satisfy her and she wasn’t complaining about it. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,”

“Feels good, mommy?” Hyeju asked in her dazed deliriousness and it almost sounded too
innocent for someone who was drilling their wife in the kitchen. “I’m doing good, aren’t I?”

“Yeah, yeah, fuck, so good, daddy, fucking me so well,”

“Yeah? So good?” She laughed breathlessly as she leaned in, her chest pressed on the
expanse of her back. She was crushing her with her weight, both of her hands gripping her
waist while she rutted her hips as if she was trying to delve and break into her womb. “You
don’t mind if I knot you then?”

Jungeun inhaled a sharp breath at the thought, her walls fluttering around her length. It made
her gush with slick, her pussy squelching scandalously when her cock pushed it back inside
of her. Her body wasn’t even meant to take knots but she was too far off her logical reasoning
that she couldn’t prevent an eager nod and the rasp voice that came out of her.

“Yes, please,”

She could already imagine the searing stretch and her hot tears streaming down her face but
being deeply filled up to the brim was a takeaway that she would gladly die for.

Hyeju hummed in satisfaction, kissing the spot behind her ears. “Good, good.” She
whispered, her voice coming off as strained and it was evident that she was going to spill
anytime soon. “Gonna carry my pups, mommy?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Jungeun choked on her own moans. She wasn’t too worried about getting
pregnant since the chances of it were pretty low to begin with. It was even considered a
miracle that they had twins. “Please, daddy,”
Suddenly, there was a warm hand caressing her tummy. It contrasted the way that she was
getting railed.

“I’ll make sure that you’ll get knocked up, mm?” The younger said, her palm pressed against
the softness of her stomach. Her hand started sliding down all the way to her mound before
her fingers pressed down on her swollen clit. “All pretty for me. You’re such a good
mommy.”

“Hyeju–“

Jungeun gritted her teeth, her eyes instantly rolling to the back of her skull when she started
the onslaught on her poor clit. It was electrifying, her throat making sounds of its own and
out of her volition. Every thrust ran from her spine all the way to her fingertips and she was
sure that she was leaking all over her dick and her thighs.

She was definitely close.

“Mommy, fuck, so tight, god–fuck, a-ah, sucking me in,” Hyeju caged her tongue between
her teeth, her canines piercing the soft muscle. She hid her face on her shoulders. She was
losing her composure, a low growl crawling out of her with each delve of her cock in her
tight canal. “Your pussy is the fucking best,”

Jungeun wanted to raise an eyebrow but it remained furrowed together, her teeth pillowed on
her bottom lip as she felt the familiar pull on her lower abdomen. Why was her Alpha talking
as if she ever had another pussy beside hers? Anyway, she was proud of being her first and
last.

“Close, mommy.” She muttered, feeling her walls flutter and wrap around her length with
every pattern that she made on the sensitive nub. Her wife was writhing underneath her, her
shoulders starting to tense up as an indication. “So fucking close. I’ll breed you so–f–fuck, so
fucking good,”

Meanwhile, Jungeun could feel her knot expanding and it was making her spread her legs
ever further. Usually, she would mentally prepare herself for a few more minutes but she was
too close to the edge and reaching her high. She just needed a little more. “Need–h-ah, your
knot, daddy, please, fuck, I need you,”

“I’m here, mommy,” Hyeju sighed breathlessly, her thrusts getting more desperate and
sloppy. She craned her neck to catch her lips into a searing kiss, their tongues instantly lolling
out and dancing with each other.

After a few more snaps of the Alpha’s hips, a groan knocked her off of their lip locking and
her knot finally caught inside of her. Well, it barely did but it didn’t stop her from stuffing her
up with her load. Hyeju knew not to move too much or she’ll spit her out and hurt her more
than it already did.

“Fuck—!” Jungeun hissed, her eyes rolling back as her orgasm hit her amidst the painful
stretch. The muscle on her thighs had tightened before she started to convulse, making a wet
mess from where they were connected. She let her forehead rest on her forearm while her
shoulders rose in both discomfort and pleasure. “Oh–oh my god, it–fuck, hurts, daddy, it
hurts,”

Her eyes had started to blur with tears and it didn’t take long for it to stream down her face.
She was pretty sure she was drooling all over the counter, her toes forever curled as the
familiar warmth filled her abnormally stretched cunt.

“S’okay, mommy,” Hyeju grunted, kissing her shoulders and her temples before burying her
face on the crook of her neck and taking in her sweet scent. She was even tighter than before,
her walls milking her to the very last drop. “You’re taking it so well. I’m sure we’ll have
another pup.”

“Feel–hic, feel so–a-ah, stretched, daddy,” Jungeun hiccupped, her mind blurring into nothing
but white as the pain started to subside with each assurance whispered. She felt in bliss from
how filled to the brim she was of her cum and how her knot was dutifully keeping it inside of
her. “So full,”

The Alpha cooed, running a hand on her wife’s damp hair. She fixed the loose strands,
placing soft kisses on her warm cheeks. “I love you, mommy.” She hummed, her cock
twitching and spurting the last of her release. They were still stuck to each other. It might
take an hour for her knot to let go of her. “Bear with me for a little.”
“Mm,”

“Mama,”

Jungeun instantly fixed her shirt at the soft and lithe voice that pulled her away from her
trance. She stood up straight, barely seeing their twins over the counter. God, it almost feels
uncanny that there were two more Hyejus in their house. The first twin was staring straight
through her while she held her sister’s hand who was half asleep, rubbing her eyes and trying
to make sense of her surroundings.

Thank god they were both still somehow fully clothed.

“Baby, what are you two doing up so late, hm?” She asked as softly as she could, masking
her bubbling nervousness. She couldn’t move with the knot inside her. “Are you thirsty? Did
someone have a nightmare?”

A little shake of a head.

“Was noisy, could hear mama and dada,”

Jungeun shot daggers at a snickering Hyeju, a goofy grin painted on her lips and her whole
body vibrating from the way she laughed. She sighed, leaning against her frame and wincing
when her knot stirred inside of her.

“Really? We’re sorry.” Hyeju said, her hand soothing the woman’s tummy. She gave her a big
smooch on the side of her face. It was definitely teasing. “Mama is just too noisy. The babies
woke up.”

The little girl suddenly glared at her while her twin was hiding behind her back, technically
falling asleep while standing up. They probably thought they were fighting from all the noise.
Ah, the innocent mind of a child. Despite the two being a copy of their dada from head to toe,
they were totally both mama's girls and were very protective of her.

“Is mama okay?”

“I am, baby. Mama is okay.” Jungeun flashed a sweet smile. “Go back to bed, okay? Mama
will tuck you back in later. Dada is just going to talk to me about something really, really
quick!”

A sleepy nod. The both of them watch as they groggily trudged towards their bedroom with
their tiny little steps. They were still hand in hand, making the couple look at each other and
laugh endearingly.

“I told you they’ll wake up, daddy.” She huffed, playfully hitting her forearm. “Seriously? I
was the one who was noisy? You were the one who sounded like you were in a rut.”

Hyeju only chuckled but the sudden warmth that crept on her cheeks was telling.
Nevertheless, she pulled her close, placing a few kisses on the side of her face.

“You love it, mommy.”

Hyeju grumbled as she stirred away from her slumber, her eyes still shut tight while her
eyebrows met in the middle. She wanted to lay on her side to somehow get comfortable and
go back to sleep but there was a weight on her lower body that prevented her from doing so.

She slightly cracked her eyes open, seeing a familiar shadow against the dim lights of their
bedroom. She instantly knew who it was, every inch engraved in both her heart and in her
brain.
“Mommy, what are you doing?” She tried reaching out for her, her hand ultimately finding
her supple thighs. She gave it a gentle squeeze. “Go back to sleep.”

A whine.

“Don’t go back to sleep, daddy.”

“Huh?” She sleepily replied, her consciousness slowly drifting itself back to being dormant.
She suddenly choked on her own spit when she felt a familiar warmth wrapping around her.
It wasn’t a hug, by the way. She was talking about how her dick was being swallowed by a
tight cavern and oh, how it took her breath away. “Mommy–!”

“Fuck, so big, you’re–h-ah, god, splitting me open,”

Now, Hyeju was definitely awake. She could see her lovely wife on top of her, her features
contorted in pleasure while both of her hands reached for her knees to use it as a leverage.
She was slowly bouncing up and down, relishing the length that was piercing her cervix.

Her wife was so fucking gorgeous and she was wearing one of her shirts. It was making her
feel a lot of things. Oh, and the slightest baby bump that protruded was definitely doing
something to her sanity.

Yeah, she knocked her up last time. They might really have been testing their luck but she
wasn’t one to complain. She would even like more pups. It was truly a wonder, even for their
doctors.

God, she couldn’t fathom how she was deemed worthy to marry such a beautiful woman. She
couldn’t care less if she was a Beta, even when everyone keeps on telling them that her genes
were wasting away and she was better off with an Omega. She loved her to bits and pieces,
no matter what she was. God, she could be some scary and domineering Alpha and she
wouldn’t care if she gets pegged every night.
Jungeun was hers and hers alone. She was glad that it all worked out in the end.

“Careful.” She hissed through gritted teeth as she tried her best not to let her head fall on the
pillow. She ran her palm on her thighs before it rested on her growing tummy. “You might
hurt yourself and our pup.”

“I’m fine.” Jungeun said breathlessly, placing her hand on top of hers. Their rings were both
glinting under the light. “Prepped myself.”

Aside from being sensitive and moody, there were always times like this during her
pregnancies. It was probably due to her hormones being all over the place. Again, she wasn’t
complaining. This was one hell of a way to start the day.

It doesn’t matter if it was only three in the morning.

“Mm, so mommy touched herself?” She asked, watching in awe as she rode her to her own
pleasure. “Could have woken me up earlier.”

“No, you always take too long with the foreplay.” A huff. Jungeun had a pout on her lips.

She wanted to kiss it away so bad.

“Of course, I don’t want to hurt you, mommy.” She laughed softly, shimmying until she was
propped up on the soft pillows. She wanted to see her as clear and as intimate as possible.
“And I love making your pussy all red and wet before we fuck.”

Jungeun frowned but from the way that her walls had fluttered around her, her words had
gone straight down. It made her laugh again, her hand reaching out to the side of her head to
give it a gentle pat. She took her hand before she pulled her in, kissing her knuckles softly.

“Feels good?” She asked.

Hyeju hummed, eyes twinkling with love and adoration. Oh, she really was smitten by the
goddess on top of her. “You look so beautiful. Do you know that, mommy?” She asked, her
voice coming out a bit strained and short-winded. “Pretty mama carrying my pups.”

Her wife hit her shoulders as her cheeks started to redden at the flood of praises. “Our pups.”
She corrected, squinting her eyes.

“Oh, that’s right.” She teased as she slowly sat up, her hand on the small of her back to secure
her on her lap. Once they were face to face, she gave her a tender kiss on her lips and her
forehead. “Ours.”

The Alpha then started thrusting upwards as she pulled her close. She could feel her baby
bump pressed against her own stomach and it made her heart flutter and her dick twitch. God,
she would definitely give her more pups to carry. Another plus side was that she smelled a lot
sweeter and more homey during pregnancy and it filled their whole house.

“Daddy,” Jungeun whined, wrapping her arms around her shoulders before burying her face
on the crook of her neck.

“Ah, fuck, move your hips, mommy. Fuck yourself on my cock.” She groaned through gritted
teeth as she started picking up her pace. She couldn’t help the sharp curse that slipped out of
her lips when the woman obediently complied. “Yeah, mommy, that’s it, just like that,”

After a few minutes, they were finally at rhythm. Jungeun was moaning so lewdly, her nails
digging and scratching through the fabric of her shirt as she met her thrusts. Her sounds were
merely spilling out alongside the echoes of their skin slapping. Who could blame her? She
could feel the tip roughly hitting her sensitive spot before it slid further, punching the deepest
end that it could reach.
Thank god the twins were with their grandparents for the weekend.

“H-h-hnnhgg, so good–! A-ah, daddy, more, please, please, please,” Jungeun sobbed, her
fingers finding themselves threading through her soft hair before she suddenly grabbed a
fistful. It made the other hiss, her next thrust translating into something rougher. “Fuck, yes!
Harder, daddy,”

“You sound like a bitch in heat, mommy.” Hyeju growled, grabbing both of her hips in a
death grip. She slammed her on her length over and over again until she was drooling, her
head falling back while her plump lips were permanently parted. “Mindless little slut. Do you
want to get knocked up again?”

The woman choked on a moan, her pussy leaking a load of slick at the degradation. If her
cunt wasn’t squelching so scandalously before, it was now. “I–m’your–hnggh, your bitch,
daddy,”

“Fuck.” Another guttural growl. She might have just gone crazy. She pushed her into the
mattress, positioning herself between her legs before jackhammering into her. Well, she
would fuck her as if there’s no tomorrow but she was still worried about their baby who
might be experiencing an earthquake right now. “Yeah? Mine? Just mine? You’re my slut?”

Jungeun dumbly nodded, her legs starting to shake. She was holding onto her shoulders for
her dear life, her body jumping from the powerful thrusts that was slowly pushing her into an
orgasm. “Yes, yes, yes, only yours,”

“Love getting your pussy fucked like a whore, huh? So fucking filthy, doesn't even matter if
you're carrying a pup. You'll spread your legs for me anytime and anywhere.” She chuckled
mockingly when she was rewarded with another absentminded nod. “And you even want me
to fuck you harder when you’re getting loose. I can’t feel your pussy anymore, mommy.
Tighten up. How can I feel good like this?”

Of course, it wasn’t true. She was almost seeing the pearly gates of heaven just from the way
her walls were almost milking her dry. She could even drool all day just thinking about how
impossibly tight she was.
Jungeun only hiccupped, her words all jumbled inside her clouded mind. She tried clenching
around her, her cunt sucking her in and wrapping her length with a vice grip.

“Oh–oh, god, mommy,” Hyeju grunted, her hips stuttering at the newfound tightness. She
tried her best to pull away all the way to the tip before she slammed back in with a growl.
“Keep doing that and I’ll really break your pussy until it’s gaping.”

“I think m’gonna cum, daddy.” She managed to warn her with a weak smack on her chest,
her words only pushing her into the edge further and further. She could feel a hard hitting
climax just around the corner, ready to crash into her and send her flying.

“Go on, mommy.”

Jungeun only nodded, her body going lax as she focused on the raw pleasure that was making
her whole body quiver. She whimpered loudly before she grabbed both of her arms, her nails
digging on her skin as the tight band finally snapped.

She was squirting all over her. The sheer force of her release pushed her out. It made a mess
all over the sheets and on both of their thighs.

“God.” Hyeju arched her eyebrows as she quickly wrapped her fist around her pulsating
cock. She jerked herself off, her lips caged between her teeth as she watched her writhe and
spray all over her. It only made the slide of her hand relatively easy. “Mommy, let me cum all
over your pussy, yeah? Spread yourself for me.”

A nod.

Her wife then spread her red folds with her fingers, showing off her fluttering and swollen
entrance. She was still releasing a few weak spurts as she pushed her own fingers in and that
alone could send her feral.
Hyeju sighed shakily as she finally reached her own climax, her cock twitching before it
released ribbons and ribbons of her thick load on her abused cunt. She groaned softly when
the woman kept pushing her warm cum inside of her with her digits.

“God, mommy, you’re too much.” She whispered, planting her hand on the side of her head
so she wouldn’t fall and crush her with her weight. She kissed her cheeks before her lips
pressed on the side of her lips. “I think I’m getting hard again.”

Jungeun shook her head, her hands finally going back to her sides and becoming limp. “I just
came.”

“Suck me clean, pretty please. You made a mess all over me. It’s only fair.”

The puppy eyes must have worked. No, It totally did the trick when her wife was now
between her legs, looking at her with a pair of doe eyes. Jungeun’s pretty lips were wrapped
around the base of her cock, her nose almost pressed on her stomach.

“Holy fuck.” Hyeju laughed, a smirk almost forever etched on her features. She was all
puppy eyes earlier and it was a bit of a whiplash to see her pupils all dark and dilated. “You
look like a total bitch right now, mommy.”

Oh, how she wished her lovely wife was on her knees instead so she could fuck her mouth
until she was crying and begging for air. Well, the bed was too comfy to get out of. She’ll
probably do it later in the living room. It wasn’t everyday that they had the house to
themselves.

Jungeun bobbed her head a few times before she pulled away, her mouth wrapped around the
tip. She ran her tongue on the circumference before digging on her slit.

“Fuck yeah.” The Alpha groaned, her head falling back and hitting the headboard once she
started sucking. She had her hand on the side of her head, pushing her back until her
cockhead hit the back of her throat before pulling her off with a pop. She repeated it again
and again, her toes curling alongside her soft moans. “So fucking good, mommy.”
Meanwhile, Jungeun was drooling and gagging all over her cock, letting her use her mouth to
her own pleasure. She knew that her abnormally unhinged jaw would be sore after this but
seeing her lover all delirious and desperate for her warmth was making her forget all that.
That was a problem for later.

“Your lips are so pretty wrapped around me. Fuck, it’s crazy. You’re making me go crazy.”
Hyeju huffed. “Can’t wait to cum all over your face and fuck you after.”

She popped her out of her mouth, her fingers wrapping around her length and pumping it to
compensate for the lack of action. “Huh? After?” She asked with a raised eyebrow, her voice
all hoarse and croaky. It was the perfect time to tease, her lips littering lithe kisses all over her
dick. “You’re pushing your luck here, daddy.”

“I’ll call in sick for work.” There was a huge grin on the Alpha’s lips. She watched in awe as
she traced her veins with her tongue. “You’ll have to deal with me for the whole day.”

“Hm.” Jungeun nuzzled her length, the tip staining her cheeks with precum. She gave the
head a few kitten licks before slapping it on her tongue. “You totally don’t have to do that. I
might be ruining your schedule.”

They both chuckled.

“I insist, mommy. Maybe I’ll call in sick tomorrow too.” Hyeju hummed, cupping her cheeks
before hooking her thumb on the side of her mouth. “Can’t really pass on something like this.
It makes me want to cum inside all of your holes and on every inch of you.”

Jungeun paused for a moment before she whined. She knitted her eyebrows together, the
image of being showered and filled to the brim with her load making her pussy throb hard.
“You’re so lewd.”

“It’s not my fault I have such a beautiful wife.” She tipped her head to the side before she
grabbed her own dick. She pushed it inside of her mouth, angling it to press on the insides of
her cheeks until it protruded. “I can’t help it.”

The woman instantly started sucking her off again, picking up on where they left. She
hollowed her cheeks, placing both of her hands on each of her thighs before moving her head
back and forth, each bob taking in more inches until she engulfed her entirety. She gagged
but she remained still, her eyebrows meeting in the middle as she fought the urge to cough.

“Be careful.” Hyeju reminded her again but it seemed to fall on deaf ears. She curled her toes
when she felt her swallow, her throat closing in around the sensitive head. “M–mommy,
hnghhg, fuck, that feels so fucking good, please,”

Jungeun repeated the routine again and again until the other was squirming underneath her,
her hips bucking in sensitivity and her hands cradling both sides of her head. She didn’t know
whether to push her away or let her.

“Fuck hngggh–fucking close, mommy, hah, m’gonna cum,”

That also fell on deaf ears. Hyeju forcefully grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her off
of her length. She held her breath before she started convulsing, her ears only hearing statics
and her vision almost turning white. Her dick twitched for the last time and finally shot her
release out of her slit. It landed all over her pretty face. It was in one of her eyes, her plump
cheeks and her swollen lips. Some of it dripped down her chin and into their bedsheets.

She was panting heavily, her whole body going limp against the headboard. Okay, maybe
cumming back to back wasn’t such a good idea. She felt a little weak, her chest heaving up
and down in an unsteady rhythm as she tried catching the breath that was knocked out of her
lungs.

“Hyeju, it got in my eye,” Jungeun called out for her with a tiny huff. She was contemplating
whether or not she should wipe it with the back of her hand. It was sticking to her eyelashes.
“My god. You’re going to make me go blind.”

Hyeju forced herself to straighten up, her mind still buzzing and her limbs numb but she went
to get the box of tissues on the nightstand. Of course, her wife was top priority here. She
pulled out a few before she reached out for said wife and wiped her eyes.

“I’m sorry.” She said softly, holding her by her jaws and tilting her face. She examined her
features, the streaks of cum contrasting against her skin. The sight made her run her tongue
along her teeth before it dug on her canines almost out of habit.

Jungeun was too much.

“Are you seriously hard again?”

She looked down.

“Well, I did promise to fuck you after I make a mess all over your face, mommy.”

Oh, what a way to start a long, long, long day.

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