The Beast's Virgin Claim

I whimper to the force of his kiss and my nails dig into the tender skin of his forearms as his hands skate down my sides to snatch my ass cheeks and roughly knead them. His fully erect cock grinds against my abdomen and I permit him to do as he pleases just like Phobos allowed Moira.

Uncontrollable tears once more gush out of my eyes to the thought of my male. I had only ever kissed him, he is the only male I had ever been touched by but here I am in the arms of another just like he held Moira to his chest. This sickens me to the pit of my stomach so much that I can barely breathe but what am I to do? I will be tainted to Phobos now and he would not be able to bear that his possession has been touched by another and this pleases me.

Karel is abruptly ripped away from my heat by familiar tattooed arms and Phobos stands there beside me his eyes untamed and feral whilst his claws are sunk deep into the male's bleeding gaping throat who is dangling up in the air. I calmly scrutinise the way my mate robs him of existence right in front of my eyes and the wolf chokes and gags on his own blood whilst his friend drops the cup holding liquor and flees with terror drowning him as though he has witnessed a provoked monster. Monsters are very real and my male is the Alpha.

"Drakho." Phobos spits out through his gritted teeth his bloody claws plunging deeper into the unconscious Karel. "Take this vile male back to your tent, his life is mine." He growls deafeningly as his beta bows and picks up the male who Phobos tossed to the ground like a piece of trash. My eyes trail after Drakho who drags Karel after him, I have knowingly sent an innocent male to his death but why do I feel nothing about it?

Phobos seizes my jaw in a painful grip and forces me to meet his irate eyes that are getting more incensed with each passing second. "Fucking look at me. What was that, Theia?" He roars his chest heaving as he endeavours to restrain his outrage and I recoil at the loudness of his voice.

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"Let go of me. Do not touch me." I murmur coldly my voice shaking barely a whisper as I rip my face away from his cruel fingers. Kneeling I pick up the cup Karel's friend abandoned in dread and gulp down the remaining of the drink. The poison flooding my veins soothes me and hushes the storm of my heart so I shall consume more.

I stride back towards the campfire and pick up another bottle on the way taking a full mouthful from it. Please help me forget everything, I do not wish to remember anything tomorrow for that way I can continue to be happy. My hopeless eyes scour for another target another male I can kiss to break him as he heartlessly hurt me.

I begin to acquire the sexual attention of every male that is around me and this infuriates Phobos even more for he circles me like a predator barking at every wolf showing them whom I belong to. His beast and he stand as one as they claim their territory in front of all but this does not please me. It irritates me for all of this has been simulated since the day we reunited nothing of his love for me has been true. Perhaps he had always felt for Moira more than he felt for me and I had somehow overlooked it. Maybe it might have been secret glances between them or more shared kisses. Friendship or mate bond? My male made a choice and I will make mine.

"Give me the bottle." His voice is calm but I catch the mounting ire steaming beneath waiting to be unleashed.

"No, it is mine." I clutch it tighter to my chest and take a fast step rearward. This is all I have as protection from him if he takes it away from me I cannot shield my heart from him anymore. I take another quaff wrapping my eager mouth around its head and he growls lunging forward yanking it off from my hand and furiously hurls it to the ground with tremendous force that it shatters glass pieces flying everywhere.

He maniacally marches towards me with purpose and I threaten him. "Don't you dare come near me, I will kill you with my own two hands." But of course, he is an uncompromising male who never cares about my feelings and this time his madness swallows him whole for he pounces on the fleeing me and casts me over his shoulder carrying me away from gossip and astounded wolves who had witnessed our battle.

I resist him all the way pounding his back with my fists kicking his belly even giving him profound wounds with my claws making him bleed but nothing works for he reaches his final destination and brutally hurls me upon the bedding of our tent. As I scramble to get away from him knowing what he will do to me he traps my trembling body beneath him with his as his lips destroy mine in a vicious punishing kiss that bruises my mouth and tongue but he does not stop despite my struggling and my muffled cries of refusal. This nauseates me.

"You still smell like him." He snaps before ramming his tongue deeper fucking my mouth and I choke on his unrelenting organ that slithers down like a venomous snake.

I weep forcing my face from him but he merely snares my jaw in a hurting clasp his gaze dark and mad generating hysteria to seep out of me. "Stop defying me or I will fuck your mouth with my cock instead to eradicate his smell on you and not in a pleasureful way. I am barely holding on, Theia. Do not fucking provoke me further I am warning you."

"And I smell Moira on you." I spit out staring up at him with tear-filled hateful eyes. Belated understanding of the situation we are bound in descends upon him but there is no guilt that I am faced with only unbridled rage.

"So that is the explanation for your vulgar actions. You followed me."

I turn away from him my tears soaking the pillow beneath me but I do not answer him, my heart is undergoing intolerable sorrow that I cannot handle. I will not have a therapy session with this barbarian who lacks proper emotion.

"I was consoling her, each time she gets intoxicated she sees me as Ondra. Her male. It is not me she thinks she sees but him. It is the least I can do as her Alpha and I promised Ondra that I would-" I do not want his useless justifications, I won't hear it.

"And I was comforting Karel, he was lonely so I allowed him to taste my mouth and feel me up just like Moira did with you. If you hadn't come we could have gone further.." I taunt him in between my wails, he will face my wrath and I surely will face his tonight.