Author Luna Liz
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PHOBOS KING OF BEASTS CH 45: My Choice
🕑 Added 2025-07-14 12:35:42 +0000 UTC
It was as though time had stood still as piercing tension enveloped us in a cloud of anticipation whilst we patiently waited for the two pairs of mates to make their final decision. They simply stared at one another as their chests heaved for they struggled to come to a conclusion as each was drowning with their own monsters who set fire to their minds and hearts. They were fighting a bloody war within themselves one which their gift from the moon had triggered.
"If you need time, as Alpha I can give you four that. Ragon and Elriam, you both can stay here for a while if that is what you wish. I shall give you my permission." Phobos spoke his voice was a thunderous storm in the eerie silence and I quivered to the dominance he radiated.
Ragon slightly twisted around to glimpse at the female whom he was shielding with his towering frame but she had her face tilted to the ground obscuring herself from others, her thick locks covered her stunning features as Elriam's shoulders shook and small whimpers departed her shut mouth, her heart stripped bare for all to see and we did indeed. We discovered the sharpened knife Drakho had plunged deep into her beating organ and the raw agony she felt for his betrayal. Her mask of strength shattered and tumbled to the ground to expose the vulnerable female breaking apart on the inside.
"Elriam." Ragon's voice was faint almost a calming whisper as he summoned her.
"It is not what you think, my female!" Drakho's clenched fists tremored and his shoulders slumped as he watched his moon blessed bleed to his sins. Of course, he did not consider his actions as a sin for on our lands it was not deemed so but for Elriam it was different. She saw her male's seed on another female's lips and that very haunting image would plague their mate bond forevermore, she can never forgive him for that.
Elriam's shaking palm clutched onto Ragon's shirt and weakly tugged on it. She needed him, she needed his warmth to weaken the pain of her soul and give her the relief she desperately sought after. Ragon instantly surrendered to her wishes as he fully whirled around and gently pulled her into a tight embrace his palm patted her back as she sobbed noiselessly in his arms.
It was instantaneous when Moira and Drakho let out roaring growls saturated with jealousy and possessiveness to their closeness. Moira's orbs enlarged in surprise and mortification as she clamped her palm over her mouth astounded by her own actions that were accompanied by her wolf's as though it had been the first time it had occurred for her. Ragon shifted his uncaring stony eyes to regard his female, the playful loving male was buried and replaced by a heartbroken callous one.
Moira visibly flinched to her male's pitiless gaze whilst Drakho kept his ablaze eyes on his female eyeing her as though she was the goddess on earth, his goddess. "What is your decision?" Phobos questioned once more as he got impatient wanting to return to our cabin so he could spend some time with his male who was dozing soundly nestled to my bosom.
Ragon peeked down at Elriam who had her face pressed against his chest and fleetly glanced at an upset Drakho who wanted for nothing more than to hold her and soothe her distress. "We shall stay for a while. I will be taking Moira and Argus back home with me and I suppose they need time to pack and say their goodbyes." It was not his only reason for choosing to remain on our lands, I am certain he thought that though Elriam and Drakho did not begin on good terms there was still a chance for them, unlike Moira & him. Ragon wanted to give them time to mend their fresh bond he believed his friend Elriam deserved that.
"Then so be it, I will speak with my brother. Drakho is my beta, he will show you to some vacant cabins you can dwell in."
"Thank you, Alpha Phobos," Ragon said as he gave my male a low bow of respect as Elriam took a step back from his heat and brushed her tears with the rear of her palms. Her cheeks held a mild hue of pink that indicated to us all of her embarrassment for she revealed her vulnerability for all witness.
"Elriam," Drakho whispered her name filled with tenderness pleading her to allow him to touch her. It must be torture to meet your mate for the first time but not be able to feel their flesh beneath your fingertips. She recoiled to his soft tone her need to feel him engulfing her from within as well but when her eyes found the terror-stricken breeder huddled with the rest those very eyes grew pained and raged with a vengeance.
"No. You will never touch me, I will never allow you to do so. I will remain here until Ragon stays and will leave with him. You sicken me." She spat and Drakho glowered at her as his female's hateful words struck deep rending the defensive guards of his soul as a thunderous snarl exited his lips. He bared his teeth at her in warning and she did the same with him. She would not back down even to the authority that emitted from him. But Elriam wielded her own sword for she was once Lumina's beta and later Deimos's top warrior.
"You can fight me all you want and for what you saw I shall apologize. But know this I will touch you, I will kiss you, I will love you." As his golden rimmed eyes studied her flesh from head to toe with an amatory slowness he declared, "And I will undoubtedly fuck you, my female."
Her breath hitched to his words and she swallowed down the feelings that bubbled up to his filthy truth. The impact he had on her was clear as a smoothened diamond, if she halted running for even a second from him he would arrest her in order to mercilessly ravage her being.
"You can keep dreaming." She stated as she turned away from him her gaze fixing on the little one in my arms and she finally greeted me with a warm smile and delicate eyes. Certain times I saw Lumina in her and as selfish as it may sound I wanted Elriam to stay. For if she did I knew I would have a friend for life.
"Phobos, can you help me get that container from up there, please? It is too high for me to reach." Standing on my tiptoes I call out to my male who is brisk to rise from the dining table and stride towards me with no protest.
My teeth sink into my lower quivering lip as I keep my back turned to him, my deprived ravenous body hums with an urgency to entice and ingest as he nears me and I am unable to retain my hunger for this master of control. Lumina advised me to seduce him and I have been endeavouring to do so with each passing day but this beast of mine does not cave in to his desires. He wants me with a keen voracity I know this but I am unsure as to why he forces himself away. Why, is the question and I truly wish to find out.
My male's left palm casually settles over my hipbone as though it is where it belongs whilst he drives his toned front to my back and I gasp breathlessly whilst the heat of his being sets me ablaze. Oh, goddess how much hornier can I get than this? I have been patient and understanding with him but how much longer can I last without his meat?
"Which one?" He rasps with an unfathomable deepness held in his voice and I shiver as my body senses the wicked fire of his ocean blues on it. He is looking at me and I want him to see what lies underneath my clothes for it will work in my favour as bait and I want to discern his reaction.
"The blue container," I whisper digging my nails into the wood of the counter controlling my urge to turn around and get on my knees in front of his humongous cock. I have never tasted him but I have learnt the different ways on how to give him pleasure. Lumina taught me and I truly wish to try it out with him. I want to see his face when he is on the brink of release and I thirst to sample his seed on my tongue. Is that shameless of me?
He unhurriedly obtains and carries down the container as I hold in my breath my aroused eyes steadily attached to the wall ahead. My breaths come out in searing pants whilst he sets the box over the counter with a faint thud.
"Thank you." My voice is unstable and breathless. Why do you torture me to this extent, my male? What sort of cruel sentence is this?
His clasp on my hip tautens and I whimper faintly with delight. I have gotten accustomed to his barbarity and roughness when it comes to feeding on my flesh to the point that I brazenly crave it. That I yearn for his aggressiveness and wild fucking. I have missed it so much that I cannot even put it in words.
"You smell nice, Theia." He grunts out as the tip of his nose glides up the delectable frail skin of my neck that I deliberately bare to him.
"I smell the same as always Phobos."
"No, your scent has altered for the second time. It is now fused with Tadeas's."
"Perhaps." I gasp out as his moist scalding lips press against my throbbing mark and in a matter of seconds jolts of electric sparks is sent straight down to my dampening cunt and it thrills me to the point my knees buckle under the weight of my drastic lust to be gobbled up. The last time I provoked him he bent me over the table but the punishment I was craving for never came. But today I will take what is my right to possess. I will make sure he falls in my trap.
A throaty groan of need is let out by him as he slowly rolls his pelvis onto my chubby ass whilst his right brawny limb eagerly circles over my waist whilst his palm fervently dives beneath my shirt to relax against my unclothed belly. "Have you fed him yet?"
"Yes, I did earlier in the morning."
"I still cannot believe you are a mother."
"That is because I am still a juvenile in your eyes am I not? When will you start seeing me as an adult wolf, Phobos?" A high pitched whine vacates my throat as he glides his ardent fingertips over my ribs towards the lower swell of my ample breasts. They have grown much bigger since I birthed Tadeas and the two weighty balls of meat dangerously tantalize my male for I have seen how he gapes at them when I wear tight clothing but soon enough he will love them with his skilled mouth as they demand.
"You know that is not true. I would not feed on your flesh the way I do if I considered you that way." He utters with a profound huskiness that has my needy cunt leak out more bodily fluid. Can he not smell it, the way my body hungers for him?
Resting the back of my head against his firm chest I tilt my face up to meet his dimmed destructive blues that have me at their mercy. Phobos's eyes darken even more as I sensually initiate our fucking whilst I commence to erotically grind my ass against his awakened savoury cock that sits upright jabbing onto my anus. Filthy male.
With a booming snarl that reverberates all around me, his right palm ascends at an indecipherable speed to clamp around my neck and choke me in a controlled yet delicate grip. He is warning me. I must be afraid, I must run for my life. But I will not do so. I will never leave his side again. I will meet his beastly passion, his unrelenting dominance head-on.
I suspend my grinding and begin to sinfully hump him. I love humping this male for I adore rousing the lengthy thick portion of flavoursome meat amid his thighs as only I hold the power to do so. "Theia." He grunts out with a deep frown to my torture for I am fierce and vigorous with my antics. The sound of my ass cheeks slamming against his thighs has my cunt clench with a carnal eagerness, it has been starved for too long and I shall make sure it will get its succulent feast today.
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."
"Just because I do not fuck you?" The way he says it with that tone of his has me freeze in my path to the main door. He knows. He knows what he is doing wrong and yet he continues to do so.
I spin around to meet him my discontentment with his male advancing with each second. "Yes. But also because of many other reasons."
"And what other reasons are they that you have suddenly felt that I am your male no more?"
"You do not love me anymore." My heart clenches painfully at what I utter, never in my life would I have thought that I would be made to feel and say such a thing.
Phobos scoffs as though he finds my words to be ridiculous and laughable. "I do not love you? Love is not always about sex and passion. Sometimes it is the little things that matter and you know this. I have shown you, my love in numerous ways. I was prepared to give up my life if it meant I could find you and you could return safely back home. I take care and provide for Tadeas and you."
"For me...love is you calling me by all the pet names you created that portray me to you. For me, love is you sleeping with me on our bed. For me, love is cooking together and spending time with one another. For me, love is a cabin filled with warmth and laughter a place I want Tadeas to grow up in. For me, love is having you close to me at all times and of course having sex with you. For me, love is what we once had but have lost along the way."
Phobos's breath hitches to my truth and I shake my head peering up at the ceiling with bleary eyes willing myself to not spare a single tear for the heartless male of mine. "Everything we once had, everything we have become...I despise comparing them but I seem to harbour no choice. You leave me with no choice. I have had enough of this, Phobos. I just want to be...happy. Are you not sick of this? This endless push and pull between us? Do you not seek for peace between us?"
"I am at peace and I am happy and will be as long as I have Tadeas and you. You both are the reason I stand in front of you at this moment. The reason I am alive and well."
"But I am not! I have neither and you as my male are denying me this."
"What do you want from me?"
"You! I do not want anything else but just you." I yell loud enough so he can not simply hear me but also feel me.
"You have me, Theia. You will always have me for I am yours. My life is yours. My soul is yours, everything I possess belongs to you." He cradles my face his eyes softening but I move away from him.
"No. You do not know it but I have lost you. Ever since I returned you have had this look in your eyes. This...fake distrusting look and it hurts me." I bang my fist against my chest and allow a sole tear to slip out. "It kills me, Phobos. You kill me."
"Drahá." I gasp studying him with shock and he smiles warmly taking another step forward towards my dying heart.
"What is this? Are you simulating your affection for me? Why would you choose to call me that right when I am breaking apart? So you can build me up strengthen me just so you can single-handedly ruin me again?"
"No, of course not. You have once more mistaken me and I shall-" This male is truly malicious. This time I will not be weak, this time I will not submit to his charms. This time I will be what I was born to be. A queen.
"I had always thought that my entire happiness was you was having you to myself but I was wrong. What I failed to see was that I needed to learn to be happy by myself. I needed to love myself foremost to put myself first above everything else most of all above the one who has my soul. Above you. You do not complete me you do not make whole, Phobos. I, Theia am whole with or without you."
"What does this mean? What are you saying? I do not understand. I will never let you leave me again if this is what you are implying. You belong to me!" He bellows stepping towards me at full speed and I continue to stand there observing his fear of losing me once more surfacing from behind barriers to shackle him.
"Do not worry I will never flee this land again, I will never abandon my duties or my wolves ever again but know this when it comes to you. I can leave you and our matebond even while being in the same cabin together. I do not want to hurt you again but more than that I do not want to be weak and allow myself to get wounded by your inhumane actions."
"Theia." He hooks onto my jaw forcing me to meet his terrified eyes as he endeavours to read me. He is scared, very scared and though it does not fully reveal itself I witness it clearly.
"I will give you a choice Phobos and while I spend my time outside you will sit in here and carefully choose one. I can give you time but I do not wish to for I have given you plenty over the past months."
"What choice do you wish for me to make?"
"One we can separate on mutually agreed terms. You and I can live our own lives but remain together under this cabin for the sake of our pack and our obligations. Or we can work our differences out, we can learn to communicate better and understand one and other. We can forge a new lasting bond one that Tadeas shall be a part of this time. We can return to being just Phobos and Theia and not Alpha Phobos or Luna Theia. Whichever you choose know that I am prepared for either." With those stern parting words, I turn to pick up my coat and stride out without another glance or a word whilst shutting the door behind me.
I have given him a choice all he needs to do is pave the path for our future. This here is endgame.
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Strolling out towards the core of our grounds I catch Moira clutching onto a small woven basket of chicken feed yet she does not do a proper job of feeding the birds for her interested eyes are nailed onto her male who stands far on the other side with his hands on his hips and his back turned to his female whilst noiselessly conversing with Elriam.
Moira thoroughly but unhurriedly scans him from the tips of his dishevelled raven hair down to his broad muscled back and bulky thighs clothed by a pair of pants that was meant to be loose yet clings to him like a second skin. Ragon is nothing like the males of our pack he is more refined less rugged and perhaps this attracts his female for she has never witnessed such a male before.
I notice the way Ragon's back tenses as his palms ball into tight fists that quake and his jaw clenches whilst he grinds his teeth. He is striving to keep composure for he senses the heat of his female's eyes on his flesh and he is finding it arduous to resist the flame of her filthy gaze. Moira's cheeks pick up a tint of bright red and she swiftly glimpses away peering down at her basket whilst those curious eyes turn into one filled with sorrow.
I should be happy. I should be content with the punishment she has received for her sins but I am not a regular wolf who can walk away with being pleased with her downfall. I am her Luna, I am her queen and it is my responsibility that I make sure that all my wolves are forgiven and saved.
"Moira,"
"Královna." Her eyes enlarge at my abrupt appearance and she bows deeply in greeting.
"Would you like me to take over for you? You can have a small talk with your male for I see it is something that you wish for."
She smiles a shattered smile one that jabs at my heart. "I do not deserve such a thing from him. I do not think he wants to talk to me either, he has not even looked at me for even a second."
"Ragon is a good male I know him well. He will do you no harm."
"That is not what I am afraid of. I...I do not want to regret anything of my past or my choices for I was certain of them. But I am so frightened that my mate will cause me to-" She stops herself from continuing and once more peeks at her present from the moon.
"Why? Why did you go against the moon when you chose to be with Ondra?" My question has her swallow with nervousness and she takes a few minutes to prepare her mind so she can tell me her truth.
"My parents died when I was thirteen, they poisoned themselves and till today I do not know the reason behind their doing. We were under Alpha Ares's rule at that time yet he was barely present on our lands. Suicide is considered a disgrace here and the weight of my parents' sins fell on me. I had no wolf to look after me and I was driven to the point of being starved for on our lands you fend for yourself. I was young and a shy female, I did not know how to hunt either and my wolf still slept within. I was weak and a lost cause abandoned by my family left to die but Ondra, he was there for me. He was my saviour, my protector and my best friend. He was my age and he took good care of me though there was no need for him to do so. We spent our juvenile years together he taught me how to survive, to smile and laugh till my belly hurt. The death of my parents that once destroyed me, he eradicated that very feeling itself and within he planted a seed of hope and love that bloomed with each season that was birthed. Our innocent friendship turned into something more. Something I could not and did not want to give up. The wolves here are offered a choice, they can either stay and wait for their mates to come find them or they could leave in search of their half instead. I wanted neither at that time. I only wanted Ondra for he was all I had. I loved him more than my own life and he loved me in return. We forsook our mates."
"You knew what the pack would have done to you both so you kept your bond a secret," I state.
"Yes. We wished to protect each other."
"And Argus was the fruit of your love."
"Argus was not planned. We never wanted to have pups for it was a risk we were not willing to take. But when I became pregnant we could not give him away we could not find it in ourselves to kill the pup in my belly." Her eyes grow blurry with restrained tears as she stares down at her feet, her emotions are at war she does not know how to feel or what to feel.
"But your connection with Ondra was not able to fill that emptiness in your soul, yes? There must have been a part of you that always felt devoid and your longing for something more powerful and intimate must have drowned you."
"Yes. Ondra felt it too and each time the mark he gave me faded he could not bear to look at me and I at him."
"Ragon is the one who shall be able to truly seal that voidness within you, Moira." My words have her stumble backwards as she shakes her head her teeth descending into her lower lip.
"I owe Ondra my life."
"And you owe Ragon a loyal loving mate for he deserves that. You owe him the entirety of your being, you can keep lying to yourself or you can begin a new journey with your alluring male." There is a teasing tone to my voice as I mutter the last few words and her eyes dilate in response. "Oh, we all know you find him to be so. He feels it too you know? The way you look at him?"
"Ragon!" Argus calls out interrupting our conversation while sprinting towards him at full speed as fast as his little feet can take him. As soon as he reaches him Ragon crouches down by his feet and ruffles his hair. It has been merely a week and those two were prompt to forge a close bond. I informed Ragon that Argus's dream is to be a top warrior and that he also holds the capability to be a strong beta in the future. In return, he promised that he will train him accordingly and make sure his dreams are fulfilled.
"Yes, Argus." Moira visibly shivers at her male's rich sonorous voice, the effects of the matebond are displayed apparently by her body.
"I heard that your pack has a castle."
"Yes, it belongs to Alpha Deimos and Luna Lumina. I will show you around once we get there."
"Can I play in the castle?"
"Yes, you can."
"Why?"
"Because you are under my care. I hold power and freedom to do as I please, the very same shall be granted for you as well."
"Then there is something I wish to eat."
"What is it? Whatever you want I will get it for you."
"Ice cream, mama says it is like a sweet that melts in your mouth?" Ragon chortles at his words and once more playfully ruffles his hair that has Argus bare his teeth at him, he does not like being treated like a pup and Ragon will not treat him as anything else but that.
"Of course, I will buy them as many as you want. But in return, you will leave your wildness here. Back there it is different you must learn to dress better and be more disciplined and civilized. It will be hard but I will guide you through it all. Deal?"
Argus scrunches his nose as though he smells or tastes something foul showing his displeasure concerning their deal. "Then no ice cream for you Argus. It is sad I must say for there are numerous flavours you can test and check if it is to your liking." Elriam beams down at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes that shines through.
"D-Deal!" Argus declares with determination earning wide approving grins from Elriam and Ragon. The little one waves Ragon closer signalling he wishes to tell him a secret and the male complies moving forward to lend the pup his ear. He whispers something that is undetectable yet it makes Moira's male turn towards her with a look of curiousness plastered all over his face.
His eyes flash wildly and he studies her from her uncovered ankles up to her slender calves and her broad hips. There is a sharp hitch to her breath as their eyes eventually meet and collide in a fiery way. She struggles to breathe to the way he gazes at her and I question what exactly that little devil is telling him. He might be spilling something dirty about Moira without knowing and I am sure this is the case for the fire in Ragon's eyes exhibit everything.
Ragon gives Argus a brusque nod as though he is promising him something regarding Moira. Elriam takes a few hasty steps forward that causes her to stumble on a fallen tree branch and collapse into Ragon's awaiting arms. She lets out a hearty laugh in embarrassment and he shakes his head teasing her for her clumsiness.
"You will take your hands off my female this instant." Drakho's blaring voice resonates all around us garnering the totality of our attention. He is seething his eyes fixed on Ragon's limbs that are encircled around his mate's waist. He was monitoring them from the shadows as always not interfering in their exchanges unless absolutely necessary. Unless she is touched by Ragon intentionally or not for it riles him up.
"Ragon can touch me as he pleases, it has nothing to do with you." Elriam is serene and her palm that lays on Ragon's chest that she used to steady herself stays there and she makes no move to leave his warmth.
"I am your male, Elriam." There is this plunging unhappiness in Drakho's voice his expression wounded by her words. "Why is it that you allow him to touch you but not me?"
"Why is it that you sought after bodily release from whores instead of searching for me?" Elriam fearlessly counterattacks with her head tilted upward her spine straight for she is aware she holds no blame, unlike her male.
"My duty bound me to these lands. I was going to start soon I swear it."
"You mean the pleasure you got from your whores tied you to this place." She states.
"Elriam!" He cautions her angrily earning a muffled snarl from her.
"Do not ever raise your voice at me again, it will not end well for you. Come Ragon I wish to speak with you about something in private. Let us go to my cabin I do not wish to see him even for another second." She captures Ragon's hand and ushers him away towards her cabin which only enrages her male further.
In a matter of mere heartbeats, two pointed knives are hurled towards their direction gliding through the crowd at an indescribable speed and one lodges itself deep into the rear of Ragon's right knee whilst the other is impales itself in between his shoulder blades.
He lets out a resonant grunt in discomfort and pain as Elriam shrieks whilst he crumples to the ground bleeding heavily. "Ragon!" She is brisk to kneel at his feet studying his wounds whilst Drakho extracts the third knife from his concealed clothing. Her smouldering eyes rise to land on her male very well knowing who exactly is the cause of this.
"Drakho! Ty idiote." Moira yells at him dashing towards an injured Ragon who tries to draw out the knives from his flesh. Her need to heal her mate has swallowed all her rational thinking all she sees is her male bleeding and she desires to assist him.
(You idiot)
"I warned you, Elriam. You mustn't provoke me. I do not know what kind of traditions you are used to but here we follow an eye for an eye. He touches my female, he bleeds." Drakho says casually yet he is cautious for he knows he will face her wrath but to me, it looks like he is waiting. Waiting for her to come closer so he can apprehend her in the invisible trap he has laid out for her one she is oblivious to but one we all can see.
She does not speak a word but only lunges for him filled with outrage and aggravation and he welcomes her wholly. Rather he foresees her movements before she could even attack and when she attempts to throw a powerful punch with her steel knuckles he snickers and grasps her by her wrist shoving her to the earth whilst mounting her being in a matter of mere seconds. His fingers capture her jaw and angle her mouth upward as he forces his eager lips onto hers.
Elriam's eyes broaden with a mixture of shock and wonder as she begins to reach for her own knives and once again her male foresees her potential actions. Arresting her wrists he locks her hands above her head whilst parting her legs with his knees and occupying the space in between with his athletic body. It is immediate how the fight perishes in her eyes for it is the first time she is feeling the sparks of the moon gifted bond and how it overpowers her body. She cannot fight it, she cannot fight him.
A single fierce thrust of his pelvis onto her mound has her whimper out as she clenches her eyes shut to his ardent aggressive kiss. "Your fury, your strength arouses me to the point that I feel my cock is going to explode. Why must you torment me this way, my female?" He moans into her mouth as her cheeks flush to his truth.
I let out a fatigued sigh in objection to this male's antics. He is showing to everyone present who she belongs to in a wild way in our way one I am sure she is not comfortable with for she looks as though she is about to cry. "Drakho. Nech ji jít." I order but he is so drunk by his lust for her that he does not abide by my command, he does not even hear it.
(Let her go)
"What the fuck? Let her go, you bastard. Your incivility appals me." Ragon bellows as Moira tends to his injuries sitting close beside him.
"Drakho!" The authority in my voice echoes all around us causing my wolves to whine and bow their heads in respect whilst the stupid male instantly rises his body tensing in response. "That is not the way you must treat your female be it our ways or not. You will treat her with respect for she is not birthed on our soil. Am I understood?"
"Yes, Královna." He bows to me and gives his female who is dazed by his fierce desire a lewd avid look. Elriam catches her male by his throat fleetly her eyes flaming with anger and his eyes darken with an aphrodisiac need that immobilizes him beneath his female's touch. Her dominance the strength she possesses that is equal to his tempts him.
"Touch me like that again and I will make sure your cock does explode for I will ram my knee into it." She irately threatens him with a flash of her teeth.
"I shall look forward to it, my female." He whispers breathlessly his eyes keenly watching the sway of her hips as she wanders back to Ragon. He will attempt to capture her again I know it.
"Ragon are you, all right?" I question worry coating my voice.
"Yes. I just need my wounds to be bandaged."
"W-Would you...like to come to my home? I can bandage them for you." Moira stammers her gaze adhered to his wounds for she is unable to meet his gaze. I do not know if it is shyness or nervousness.
"Elriam can do it for me. I do not wish to be touched by you any longer." Ragon disregards her with his vicious voice and she jerks back taking her trembling palms away from his flesh in rejection. Her lower lip wobbles and she gives him a shaky nod of acceptance. Getting up she quickly spins around on her heels and allows a fresh set of tears to stream down her cheeks. He is hurting her but she will take his brutality without protest for she thinks she deserves it.
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."
