The Beast's Virgin Claim

Ragon follows her departure with those upset eyes and a clenched jaw, he knows he has made her cry but his misery to her betrayal surges above all other emotions or thoughts for him. "Come, I will dress you." Elriam gives him her hand which he is agile to clasp onto accompanied by a groan of pain. She guides into her cabin and he follows her limping along the way.

Drakho snarls taking a sharp step forward wanting to harm Ragon again but I stop him. "You will return to your cabin as well. If you hurt that male again I will see to it that you are punished Drakho. Leave now."

His chest heaves as he attempts to reign in his emotions that run wild each time he sees his female with Ragon. "Yes, Luna." He utters whilst turning around and heeding my orders.

I let out an exhausted sigh and shift my gaze to the darkening sky. Those four are unpredictable in a way, their road to happiness shall surely take a long while but I truly hope that they each find that with each other. I wish the best for them and though their road seems hard at this moment they will survive it together, I just know it. The moon makes no mistakes.

"Theia." My male's beckoning voice startles me and I turn to regard him. "Come inside. Let us talk." He opens the door wide for me and I offer him a nod whilst climbing up the stairs and entering the warm cottage.

"Have you made your choice?" I ask whilst sitting on the couch and my male pursues me like a tenacious hunter tracking my every movement. If I move farther away from him to put space between us he merely shifts towards me to close it. He is not permitting me to run from him.

"Yes. Would you like me to tell you or show you?" He asks with a hoarse grunt as I shudder to the warmness of his breath that kisses my frigid flesh melting it into a puddle of impassioned desire. When I do not answer him he leans forward to graze those misbehaving lips over my jaw bone his eyes never once leaving mine. "Tell or show?"

"Both," I reply courageously my eyes drifting to encounter the way his sneaky pink tongue leaps out his mouth to sample his lower lip with an immense thirst to sip my nectar.

"I do not remember offering that option."

Bending closer towards his ear I murmur in a suggestive tone that triggers his heated panting. "I create my own options, Alpha Phobos." And that is all it takes for my male to pounce on me like a caged beast starved of his favoured meat for years.

I am harshly driven back onto the feathery couch confined beneath his herculean being and my male is brisk to slither his filthy hand underneath my clothing to brush his zealous fingertips up my dripping pussy lips. My back curves over the cushion an unashamed mewl parting my moist lips and he ingests it all in.

Every fervid sound that leaves my sweltering being, every pleasure-filled facial contortion, every flushed look and how my cunt dampens further to his lascivious touch.

He yanks down the neckline of my attire to thoroughly bare my heaving breasts to his dangerous blues that paralyze me, his rapid breathing pauses to stillness the beats of his heart halts to the treasure he owned all along but never dared to see or touch. My cheeks crimson wildly as I watch him stare down at them with awe and surprise. "I-I know they look different now. Are... they to your liking?"

Phobos shifts those serious stormy blues to regard me with question. "How can I not like your breasts, Theia? This ripe luscious transformation of your body is truthfully killing me." A smile threatens to paint my face as he carefully begins to knead my breasts with his electric large palms that can barely arrest each boob in them. His eyebrows are furrowed with keen interest for he is testing them.

He is attempting to comprehend their differences in weight, texture and appearance. My avid hips involuntarily buck and begin to thrust upward my greed to have this male is truly ungraspable.

Understanding that I wish for some friction he propels his knee onto my leaking cunt enabling me to grind against the bone whilst he continues to study my teats. He satisfies my pussy like giving candy to soothe a weeping pup. But I crave a longer and a...bigger candy.

"Phobos," I whine needily with an all-consuming ardour whilst I rapidly rotate my hips thrusting my cunt forcefully against his knee my breasts bouncing as I pleasure myself.

"Yes they are very different now but I wonder..."

"You wonder what?" I ask panting restlessly as my body becomes more sizzling for I am being embraced by the desirous flame of his impatient fingertips.

"If they taste the same." He growls boisterously as he lunges downward with a ravenous longing that compels him from within.

"Phobos wait-" Before I could stop him he seals his wide parched mouth around my right puffy areola and sucks brutally which has me mewl out for I am chained by a bottomless unfathomable pleasure. "Oh, Goddess! I am still lactating you barbarian or have you suddenly forgotten that I feed your male?"

But he does not care, he has his delectable dinner sprawled out beneath him and the king shall dine as per his right. Phobos swallows eagerly his adam's apple bobbing as he drinks my silky white milk that pools out my nipples to dribble down my breasts.

He slurps it all up with his voracious tongue not allowing a single drop to be wasted but puddle into his insatiable mouth and I squeal with delight my toes curling inward as he nurses on me. I hadn't foreseen this, I knew this male was feral but feeding on my milk I truly did not assume he would do it.

The sounds of his raspy moans as he feasts on my breasts have me redden all the way down from the tips of my ears as he ruthlessly squeezes each teat forcing my sweet milk out just so he could consume more.

My fingers latch onto his locks for support to jerk on it hard as he rams his knee faster and harder onto my wailing cunt that clenches painfully demanding him to nourish it by providing its favourite dish, his cock.

"Fuck." He grunts out as he proceeds to pump and drink from my left breast satisfied with what he obtained from my right. My nipples have grown longer more thicker and this he finds appetizing for it spills into his mouth effortlessly.

"Phobos I want you," I whisper shoving at his chest unable to endure the continuous pulsing of my pussy he can feed on me while fucking me, can't he? I reach for his zipper with trembling fingers and he once more snatches my wrist preventing me from going any further and I wince at his uncompromising grip.

Tears are agile to brim in my nordic blues and I shake my head glancing away from him turning my head to the side in displeasure as he sits up, setting me free from the partial weight of his powerfully built body. I seek to rip my hand from his but his grip on me only tautens further so he can bow down to brush his lips tenderly over my pulse.

"It is not what you think. Look at me. Look at me, Theia!" There is a surge in the loudness of his voice and I flinch at his sternness weeping noiselessly as I meet his loving gaze with my blurry eyes. "I know you think I find you and your body to be undesirable and that is why I do not fuck you but you are foolish to even doubt it for that is not the truth.

You are the only female in this world who can make my cock hard in a matter of seconds."

"Then why? Why will you not sleep with me?"

"Because I am terrified out of my mind. I am fucking scared and I know you cannot see this but this rotten fear only seems to increase with each day that is birthed. If I fuck you Theia, I might lose control. I cannot read emotions you know this and I might take you so brutally and hard that I might injure you in the process.

I might even slaughter you without knowing...you do not understand." I sit up with a deep frown of concern as it takes its spot in my mind and heart.

"I will not know if I am pleasuring you or hurting you. I will not know if you like what I am doing to you or if you loathe it. I will not be able to see the profound adoration you always held in your eyes each time I was inside you, we will not be able to have that mental connection. It would feel like I am fucking you against your will at one point in time and I do not ever want to feel that way.

When I glimpse into your eyes I see nothing, I encounter this empty darkness that haunts me. I should have spoken to you about this in the last months but this is my storm to contain not yours. I intentionally put space between us so I can make sure that I will not bruise you in any way, it has nothing to do with you but everything to do with me.

How would you feel if I was inside you and you witnessed nothing but an uncaring emotionless expression from me? You would come to despise me over time, Theia. You would think I feel nothing for you and would never want me again I am sure of it. I will not and can not lose you for a second time."

"You are mistaken, you stupid male! How could I ever think that way?" I wail.

"Drahá. My freesia, my moonlight, my sunflower. I do not deserve to call you such names. You do not deserve to have a male like me who cannot even tell what you are feeling or aid you with your emotions. But I want you to know this and never doubt yourself again. I love you.

I love you with the totality of my being. I breathe for you and I exist purely because of you. I am not perfect in any way and I am not worth your love but I will do anything to make sure you are happy and safe. Whatever you want, whatever you need you can have it all. You said you wanted me, then you can consume me until I am left with nothing but fragments of my essence.

The moon, the stars, the vast skies ask from me anything and I, your Phobos shall lay them all at your feet my queen. This...this is my choice."