The Beast's Virgin Claim

"No, but it hurts a lot though only for a few minutes I do not like it." He sighs as though he feels sorry for me that I have to go through this. His hold on me toughens as he leans down to set his lips on the top of my head as I smile bathing under the radiance from the embrace of a lover.

"Are you scared to attend the infertility healing ritual later on?" He asks. Vdce has invited me to this service where they send a direct prayer to the moon to bless my womb. It will be kept secret from the pack and it only needs to be done once but I heard from Phobos it will not be easy for me to go through. I do not know much of the details but I hope it brings positive outcomes and the moon shall hear our appeal.

"A little but you will be there with me by my side, yes?"

"Yes, I will not let you out of my sight I promise." He mumbles into my ear his lips caressing my cheek as I whimper to the unpleasant stabbing sensation and snuggle into him demanding his touch to soothe it. He sets his palm against my belly over the sweater and presses down.

"It hurts Phobos," I whine clenching my eyes shut tears of discomfort brimming in my eyes.

"Hush, I am here my moonlight." He says thrusting his nose into the crook of my neck inhaling my scent whilst his moist lips brush against my pulsating mark. I clutch onto his shirt tugging at the material grunting in distress, just a few minutes but the hurting is truly intense.

He tenderly rubs my stomach as I calm welcoming the beats of his heart that hammer beneath his chest. His upsetness I feel it, he does not like to witness me in pain he cannot bear it for that is how much he treasures me and I hope that me being barren has done nothing to make him falter from the way he feels for me.

After a few minutes pass and I am released of the pain I peek at him from beneath my lashes. He has his eyes anchored to me he has been watching over me carefully taking part in my discomfort. "Better?"

"Yes."

"My strong queen." He says faintly hooking his forefinger beneath my chin raising my face to set his lips on mine. I gasp at the breathtaking sparks that burst within me as our lips encounter the other. My cunt instantly dampens my fluid trickling out to coat my inner thighs and his nose flares as he detects my want. His grasp on my hips hardens as he scrutinises the way my sweater rises to expose more of my pale thighs to his ravenous eyes.

Seizing onto courage I shamelessly deepen our kiss opening my mouth to tangle my fleshy slippery tongue with his and he groans angling his face to the side so I can travel deeper into his greedy mouth. This is easier than I thought it would be, for my male has fallen directly into the trap I lured him into. My attire has done the deed.

Holding onto his shoulders I toss my legs on either side of his herculean body and mount him like a bitch in heat straddling his brawny flesh and he grunts hoarsely to my sudden weight yet he still does not force me off him or show dislike of the situation, he is bound by passion the intense want that he had kept on a leash for the past months. My male is succumbing to my bait and losing control all because of a mere sweater and I wish to seize the opportunity. I should have done this much sooner but I honestly did not think it would work.

Phobos's thick fired up long cock jabs against my belly, pleading for my attention. "Theia." He moans throatily sinking his teeth into my lower lip and I whimper as his voracious palms grip onto the plump globes of my ass kneading them roughly only to return and give each a harsh spank that has my cunt moisten further. He is not thoroughly touching me only doing so from over the wool of the sweater as though it is the barrier he is seeking protection from.

"I am not wearing anything beneath," I whisper heatedly into his ear sucking on his earlobe teasing him and he snarls uproariously at my words whilst his cock twitches to the way I wantonly say it. Binding my hands around his wrists I escort him towards my naked awaiting flesh lurking beneath my clothing and lay his left palm on my breasts and his right over my drenched pussy. "Touch me, Phobos. Please." I beg with a desperation I do not wish to be made love to this moment I want to be fucked raw and filled with his warm creamy seed.

Finally feeling his hands skin to skin I cannot help myself anymore, I truly cannot go on like this without his sinful touches that rouses my soul. I begin to grind my cunt over his slick fingers urging him to thrust them into my weeping hole for they remain still over my dripping pussy lips not working to pleasure me.

"Drah." He gnarls huskily lurching forward to immerse his canines into my throat his palms clinging onto my slender waist dominating the pace of my rapid severe grinding as he elevates his hips to hump his clothed cock over my pussy not complaining about how I am smearing my cream all over him

Yanking down his pants as much as I can I wrap my palm around his massive inflated cock that ejects his sheer precum and I stroke his veined mighty girth swiftly pumping him from the root of his mass all the way up to his glans. My male's resounding grunts of bliss are muffled by my neck whilst I mewl brazenly my hips bucking sensually as the pad of his dirty thumb massages my swollen aching clit. Yes just like this...more I need more.

"Your sweater. Lift it." He commands in a commanding sonorous voice and I immediately pay heed to his demand hoisting my sweater all the way up to my neck revealing to him the totality of my stripped crimsoning flesh. "Stay still."

My cheeks flush wildly as my moon blessed bends forward to curl his filthy mouth around my erect teat as I remain still not attempting to make a move so he can have his fill. My back arches my cunt allowing gurgling noises to slip out due to the increase of my liquid and I stir my breast further into his devouring mouth as the peak of his tongue laps up the tiny nipple his teeth chewing into the nub savouring the tiny piece of sensitive meat.

His sucking is cruel and harsh bringing forth a delectable mix of pain and pleasure and he bites into me only to let go with a noisy pop that inflames my arousal. I squeal as his right palm kneads my fleshy breast tweaking the nipple whilst letting go with a firm slap to it his dilated eyes appreciating the way it bounces to his brutal smack. Be rougher with me Phobos, just like this.

Shoving my fingers into his lush dark blonde locks I crush my mouth against his, a fervent passionate kiss I give him hoping he shall sense the enormity of my need. When he opens his mouth and plunges his tongue into me with an indirect command to suck I do so without shame encircling my lips around his organ milking it as though it produces sweet nectar.

Phobos once more begins to viciously hump me his cock pounding against my cunt and he startles me with another rigid savage strike to my ass cheek, the sound of it reverberating through the four walls of our cabin. Yet the burn of his slap that follows has me cry out in delight I am such a naughty female.

"You like it when I spank you, Theia?" He asks with a grunt as the folds of my pussy stroke the sides of his erect penis coating his humungous girth with my dense slimy liquid.

"Phobos." I whimper out for the throbbing of my cunt is intolerable, I need him inside me. I want to be fucked barbarously.

"I asked you a question, my freesia." He bares his teeth to me in disapproval of me ignoring him as I quicken the velocity of our humping my hardened nipples grazing against the sharp material of his shirt whilst he continues to rub my clit that feels like it is about to burst.

"Yes, I like it," I mewl placing my forehead against his gazing down at his straining cock as I pump it preparing it for penetration. When I settle the tip of his penis against my vaginal opening my male freezes under me and fleetly grips my wrist halting any further advances.

"Theia. No." There is a warning that is held in the tone of his voice that I choose to neglect. When I attempt to greedily ease a little of him into me he groans as if he is in agony as though I were torturing him but once more stops me as tears of frustration brim in my eyes. Why?! Why does he not want it? Why does he not want me as I want him?

"No. Sto-" Before he could reject me once more with his words I smash my lips against his seeking to distract him that way so I can hastily thrust him into me. If he is inside he will surrender to the needs of his beast and will not be able to defeat his craving or his monstrous appetite. But with the aid of his unfathomable self-restraint, he tears his mouth away from mine his jaw clenched with fury as he stares down at me with fierce eyes that send shivers down my spine. He is angry.

"ekl jsem ne." He raises his voice at me grasping my jaw in a crushing grip as I gasp flinching at the way he barked at me.

(I said no)

Does this male not find me desirable anymore? Has me being barren somehow made him not wish to have sex with me? My vision turns bleary to the anguish of my heart and I rip my face away from his cruel grasp unmounting him my lower lip wobbling as I pull down my sweater covering my nudeness from him. As I take unsteady steps back towards my room seeking comfort from the four walls once more my bicep is grasped from behind and I am swung around forced to confront the unkind male.

His chest is so very imminent to my face but I do not look up at him keeping my eyes on my feet, a pose of submission for I had just been scolded. "Theia." He calls my name with that softness only meant for me to hear and I let out a choked sob tears spew down my cheeks and I begin to cry. Phobos groans faintly dragging me to his chest whilst laying his palm over the back of my head driving me further into his heat my upset cries stifled by his body. "I am sorry. I am sorry for raising my voice at you, I did not mean it. Forgive me."

My fists strike his belly as I weep like a pup, I do not know why I am crying this much. He did not even do anything that bad I feel I am being overly emotional. Is it perhaps of the medicine? Phobos squats down by my feet peering up at me with an affectionate gaze.. When he boosts his right palm to stroke my cheek I move away from his touch which bothers him.