The Beast's Virgin Claim

Our eyes are glued to one another and with my back arched, his hand around my throat I enjoy our wildness. Phobos seals his eyes relishing in the way our bodies clash in a delicious manner and halfway through his hips start moving on their own accord meeting my ass in the middle with harder onslaughts and I mewl in ecstasy. Yes, he will not be able to deny me now.

"Phobos," I call him needily my voice rich with need and he snaps his eyes open to peer down at me with a raw appetite instilled within them. Shyly I open my mouth wide for him and his orbs broaden slightly at my unabashed lewd actions. He knows what I want, he knows what I am asking from him.

My male\'s grasp around my throat constricts even further and my juice trickles down my inner thighs to tumble onto the wooden floor drop after drop. His thumb swipes over my damp lower lip and I open my mouth wider for him in submission to his indirect instruction.

He is speedy to lean down and thrust his tongue into my mouth as I lock my lips around his fleshy slimy organ to begin sucking just the way he likes it. Just the way he trained me to.

I moan as he severely fucks my mouth with that titillating tongue of his and I quickly turn around to bind my arms around his neck bringing him further down to me. Phobos grips onto my curvaceous waist and lifts me up to set me up on the counter as I part my legs for him to penetrate through.

He coils his long and lean fingers into my locks and positions my face to the side at a certain angle so I can take his tongue down my throat more smoothly.

I salaciously rotate my hips rubbing my sodden pussy against his enthusiastic cock and he growls into my mouth fisting my hair tighter. Just like this, be harsher with me Phobos.

Ripping away from his passionate yet fierce kiss I breathe heavily striving to catch my breath gazing at his pants as he moves those sinful lips to sample my neck, his canines nip at the fragile flesh sucking and tugging on the skin as though he is truly eating a fresh slice of meat and I curve my neck further to the side to offer him more of my flesh.

My fingers hurriedly seek to yank down the zipper of his pants and Phobos simply clamps his palm over my slim wrist preventing my movements yet he continues feasting on my exposed throat. I resist his hold and once more reach for his zipper only for him to send out a reprimanding growl that I intentionally choose to overlook.

I continue moaning and rubbing myself against him wanting more evidence of his passion on my flesh. Stroking his cock from outside his pants I sink my lips onto his collarbone.

"Theia." He warns snatching my wrist once more and I rip my hand away from his tugging at his shirt wanting it off. I want to touch him I want to feel the heat of his skin beneath my fingertips. Why is he making this so hard for both of us? Why is he just adding fuel to my insecurities?

"Take your clothes off."

"No." He replies with a shake of his head gently pushing me away, the ardour in his eyes fades replaced by his usual emotionless self and I know it. What I thought would surely happen will not. Disappointment, rage, despair trap me in a chamber of haze one that I am unable to flee this moment.

"I said, take them off!" I shriek boiling over with frustration my claws elongating as I tear into his shirt gaining a vociferous snarl of disapproval from him. Disobedience, he never does approve of that coming from me.

"Theia stop it!" I thrash my fists upon his chest crying out unable to endure the surge of my overwhelming emotions of being neglected. I shove him away with an enormous power that startles him and me for he stumbles back his globes broadening to my open display of madness and irritation. I draw up the straps of my blouse and button it up concealing my partial nudeness from him.

He takes a cautious step forward and I snap my head up flashing my war teeth at him in warning which causes him to halt in his spot. "If you find me to be distasteful for you all you need to do is open your goddamn mouth and tell me your truth."

Phobos stiffens at my words and his eyes spark and burn with wrath at my disrespect. "Don\'t you dare speak to me this way. I am your male and the Alpha of our pack, Theia."

"You are the Alpha yes but you are not my male." I spit out roaming around him towards the barren living room so I can gather my jacket and leave the cabin for just a few minutes. If I continue to remain here I will raise hell just to watch him burn.

"And shall we confirm this?"

"You affirm this to me every single day, you have been since I returned."