The Beast's Virgin Claim

Chapter 89 - I Belong To You - Part?2?

"Is that so? I tend to learn quickly when I observe so showing it to me once is enough. This is nothing, you know how Deimos can cook up a feast for an entire pack." He chuckles. When he discourses of his brother his chest puffs up with pride and he constantly boasts of that male's abilities.

"Nevertheless you did not need to do this for me." I smile as I take a long whiff of the warm porridge's aroma.

"You are my female, Theia. Our relationship works two ways, I will spoil you the same way you do so with me. I will unhesitantly reciprocate everything I receive from you." He says with seriousness in his voice and I nod appreciating his sweet words and gestures. He is truly a thoughtful male.

Phobos gathers my locks in his hands and starts to comb them untangling the knots and smoothening the thick strands kindling confusion within me.

"What are you doing?" I ask taking a spoonful of the porridge shoving it hungrily into my mouth. The taste is exactly the same as I make it and it is the first time he has prepared this meal. I had always recognized this but Phobos is remarkably smart and gifted. The fact that he was able to flawlessly replicate my cooking by observing the process merely once makes me puff up with pride in him.

"I shall plait your hair, Drah."

"And who taught you this? Let me guess, Moira?" There is a taunt in my voice a tiny tinge of jealousy that mounts at the thought of him touching another female's hair.

"No. My mother did."

"Luna Aphrodite?"

"Yes. Deimos and I learnt a lot from her when we were young." He mumbles his fingers effortlessly weaving my long hair as though he has done this plenty of times before.

"That is nice to hear. Why don't you braid your own hair then, it is quite long too?" I snicker friskily as he bends forward to set his chin over my right shoulder and scrutinise me from the side with narrowed orbs.

"Do you wish for me to look like a female? Or are you simply teasing me?" He asks taking a big bite of my right cheek nipping the tender flesh with his canines earning a small excited squeal from me.

"I am only playing around, Phobos." I grin up at him.

"You better be."

"Or what?" My daring question has him boost his right eyebrow as though he is surprised by my clear defiance and this makes him want to tease me more.

"Or I will punish you." The roguish smirk on his face and his veiled guarantee of how delightful his punishment will be, have my cunt instantly wet. He knows just the way to make my pussy unashamedly dampen all he needs to say to me are a few filthy words.

"H-How will you punish me?" I ask breathlessly my chest heaving in anticipation to hear his answer. I want to know what he will do to me. I am...interested.

"With you on your knees and my cock rammed in your mou-" I tightly clamp my palm over his mouth with widened globes shutting him up looking to the side to conceal my reddening cheeks. I sharply hear his stifled laugh from behind my palm, he finds my reactions amusing. He said those words coarsely on purpose for he knew I wouldn't be able to handle them.

Clearing my throat meekly freeing his mouth I turn my back to him so he can finish braiding my hair. The raw sizzling passion that has begun to heatedly simmer between us has me quickly change the topic.

"This porridge is really good. Did you have some?" I speak devouring it more despite my bloated stomach showing me how full it is. This is the first time a wolf has cooked especially for me, I will finish it till the last drop.

"No, I did not."

"You did not eat breakfast?"

"We ate. My beast hunted our belly is full." He replies whilst binding my hair at the bottom of the braid to hold it in place.

"You must taste what you have made for me. Come." I take a spoonful of the banoffee oatmeal blowing on it to make it less hot so it would not burn his tongue. Holding it up for him he lets go of my hair bowing once more to open his mouth wide and gulp it down.

"Not bad." He utters his thumb tenderly rubbing the sides of my mouth cleaning the traces of the gruel that lingers. Satisfied that I am well fed and groomed Phobos arises stretching his limbs to take a peek inside the tent a soft grunt parting his lips. I swallow tensely the beats of my heart picking up as I set the bowl beside me and arise as well for I suppose he will have me now.

"What are you doing, Theia?" He asks a bewildered frown settled amid his eyebrows as he watches the way I slowly strip myself off the blanket exposing my bare flesh to him little by little.

"Weren't we going to- I thought you wished to go i-inside there and-" I rant restlessly as he calmly picks up the fur blanket from the ground and stretches it over my shoulders to conceal my nude being from the cool spring breeze.

There is an exhausted sigh that leaves his mouth for he has understood somehow what I was trying to say rather what I thought he was going to do with me. "I wished to spend some time with you today for we barely get to do that."

"But I thought you were hungry because I hadn't fed you well last night."

"I am starving indeed but I am not looking to hurry it for today it is just you and me, Drah. No pack ceremonies, my beast is fulfilled and I have no duties to attend to. Did you think I would simply cage you up in that tent and treat you like you are some sort of a breeder?"

"I thought that was what you wanted. Don't most males do that with their females during mating rituals?" I ask with a tilt of my head. Despite mating customs being quite common in packs, I am not sure how the males treat their mates for I was never taught such.

"Your innocence frequently tempts me I will admit yet it also enrages me with a passion at times and I know you are not to blame but your family." He expresses his truth whilst squatting down by the river to rinse off the bowl.

"My family? What about my family?"

"They suppressed you, Theia. At this age, you ask me so many questions with curiosity like that of a pup. It was their duty, your brother Cronus's responsibility to teach you certain things when you matured into a juvenile. Not just the matters of mating and the opposite sex, but also about fighting about defending yourself too."

"My family protected me," I whisper taking a stumbling step backwards away from the raging aura of my male. An escape I desperately seek for I sense he will be cruel to me.

"No, they killed your spirit. Your mother taught you to be feminine." He scoffs like he finds it humorous. "Feminity? Which pack in the world looks for that in a female? Your father on the other hand completely disregarded your existence giving the entirety of his attention to his heir and your brother sent his top warriors to fight your battles ones you were meant to conquer on your own. You were spoon-fed, pampered and sheltered all your life."

"You know nothing, Phobos." Mama, papa and Cronus did everything in their power to make sure I was not put in harm's way for no matter how much I avoided certain situations it always found a way to get to me.

"I do know. I watched it all through the years till you turned eighteen. With each passing day the strong warrior Theia I knew who possessed more capabilities than Vdce's trained females disappeared and was replaced by an easily frightened dependent female." Where...where is this quarrel going? Why are we suddenly speaking about all this?

"You have no idea how the males were to me when I grew up in that pack all because of how I looked. My family was simply keeping me safe."

"If you had trained with those females that Cronus guided himself I know for sure you would have left all those vile males lifeless by your feet. Instead, your family made you run to them and seek aid whenever you were in trouble like a weak female."

"It is not wrong for a family to protect their own," I murmur my lips wobbling as tears are quick to brim in my eyes and blur my vision to his harsh and stern words.. I miss them too much more than I can put into words and this male only pushes the impaled dagger in my heart deeper.