Three months passed and Tae is 5 months pregnant now. The morning sun painted stripes across the unmade bed where Tae sprawled, her swollen belly rising with each breath—round and taut as a ripe melon beneath Jungkook's wrinkled palm. His lips traced the stretch marks branching from her navel, suckling droplets of breastmilk from her engorged nipple with a groan that vibrated through her flesh. "Fuck," he rasped against her damp skin, kneading the fat of her ass with his free hand. "Look at you—built for breeding." Tae arched into his mouth with a whimper, her leaking tits swaying heavily as she ground her slick cunt against his thigh.