The Beast's Virgin Claim

They seemed happy together unlike us.

I witnessed the longing in Phobos's ocean blues when he looked at them a sadness that overwhelmed his conscious as though a part of him deemed he could never have that ever again. That he had lost it, that there were no more chances left for us to acquire that kind of future.

But he was so wrong, Lumina and Deimos had gone through countless trials and tribulations to get where they were and just like them we needed to fight for our love. I knew I would blindly fight any war if it meant that he would be mine but I was concerned that he would not do the same for me.

"Phobos," I called his name fondly, in a pleading tone urging him to look at me.

"So now you wish to talk with me, Theia?" There was a taunt to his words and I flinched to the defences that shielded his eyes. He wanted to safeguard himself from me, he would not share anything unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Yes. I do. Do you not wish to discuss my reasons or about my feelings?"

"Go ahead. Speak your truth, I shall listen."

"I will. Only if you look at me that is."

"I'd rather not." He kept his face steered away from my longing orbs. How was I to learn of the sensations of his heart if he kept my favourite pair of intoxicating blues away from me?

I tenderly laid my palm over the side of his face and tried to force him to look at me. "Theia." He snarled my name with irritation and once more seized my wrist yanking my eager hand away from his hot skin. "Do not touch me, not like that. Not anymore." If he thought that I would pay heed to his warning and submit he was mistaken for in no way could I go any longer without touching him.

Deimos and Lumina had ceased their games and stared warily at the both of us but I did not mind them, it did not matter if they got a glimpse into our rocky relationship. I just wanted to mend our bond but my male had grown cautious of me as though I was trying to damage him even more.

"Why are you acting like-"

"Like what? Insensitive? Abusive? Brutal? Which of them is it?" He asked in a hushed voice his tone stern but his actions were independent of his words. His thumb was seated over my rapid pulse his grasp on me tender as though he did not know if he wanted to drag me back to his heat or shove me away but I knew I held the power to influence him.

To lure him back into my open arms but it would take me time and he would not make it easy for me. I needed to treat him as I treated Tadeas with full attention, endless love and ample care.

"You know that is not what I mean."

"Tell me then, how am I supposed to act in this situation? Do you have any notion what another Alpha mate would have done to you if you betrayed him this way? We have certain rules and-"

"But you are not another Alpha. You are my Phobos are you not?" Each time I called him that way he knew what I was implying. I was speaking of our past, of the juvenile Phobos and the pup Theia.

He locked his eyes and a sigh of resignation passed his lips for he did not wish to converse with me anymore. Calloused palms gripped onto my waist so he could hoist me and settle me upon the seat opposite to him, he did not want me on his lap anymore. He did not want that kind of intimacy at that moment.

But I protested against his wishes as I squirmed in his hands and pushed at his chest showing him I would rather remain on his lap.

"Stop this, Theia. I am neither in the physical nor the mental state to play games with you I am barely holding on."

"You want to punish me, don't you? I know it is what you want." My parched cunt was brisk to dampen at the thought of him mercilessly ravaging me. I shamelessly craved his sturdy body, his fiery touches and those dominant kisses that melted me. My breath hitched when I caught his lustful desire sensually pool out for me to behold. Yes, he wanted to devour me right there indeed.

Phobos grabbed my jaw in a harsh clasp and leaned down as his deadly eyes plunged into mine whilst my skin cried with pleasure as his searing breath brushed over it evoking sinful goosebumps all over my needy being. I wanted him so bad that my soaked panties clung to my wet pussy lips. Sitting on his lap did not aid my arousal either rather it set it ablaze.

"Yes. I want to bind you to my flesh and then fuck you senseless rough and hard. I want to spank your pale cheeks until I find the redness of each to be satisfactory until you cry out imploring me to stop. I can do it right now in the room at the back but I will not. I will not touch you anymore, you will receive no pleasure or any form of punishment from me.

I will treat you with the respect you want as the pack's Luna and as Tadeas's mother." I frowned. To another, his words would have been pleasant to hear even respectful but to me, all I heard was his disregard of our special relationship. No wicked punishments? No lovemaking? But I get respect in return? I always had gotten respect from him well not all the time but he treated me well.

Then, what about love? Will he not love me either?