The Beast's Virgin Claim

Art supplies overfill the cabinets from brushes, papers, paint to blank canvases waiting to hold their own journey. In front lies a small easel one meant to hold my ongoing work upon it and I can see it is made by him not traded for my initials are carved onto its two feet. "Remember I told you I wish for you to continue your hobbies, this will be your room for art.

You can come here to spend some time with yourself."

He saunters inside and stares up at my pieces with awe and the peaks of his lips twitch into a tender smile. "They are truly stunning. When you were in Italy I spent quite some time here endeavouring to comprehend the meaning they held and some I could figure out but the rest I just left it to my imagination." He is the only male who has been so encouraging and fascinated by my work. My one true fan.

"What is that side of the room?" I question gaping at the big dark wooden table with a chair nestled against it. It is much dimmer and gloomier compared to this side that is meant to be mine.

"It is my workplace. I shall come here to work on my tasks as Alpha, I know most males including my brother prefer to have one for just themselves but I wanted us to share it. We can spend time here together." He says while sitting on his chair and leaning his back against it. He crosses his brawny limbs across his chest and parts his bulky legs faking a stern expression on his face.

"Do I not look like a proper Alpha now? Yes, you may come in Theia." He waves me in jokingly and I giggle at his antics with a shake of my head.

"So this would be our place? For just you and me?" I think I know what I can give him as a gift, something he craves. Something he wanted but I never got the chance to do.

"Yes, neither Tadeas nor our pups will be allowed to set foot in here."

"Just us," I whisper my fiery eyes swallowing down the way his toned bicep muscles flex beneath his tight shirt as he shifts into a more comfortable position upon the chair.

"Just us, my female." He grunts out as I unhurriedly saunter towards where he is seated with a suggestive sway of my hips that he catches with those predatory eyes of his. My male willingly opens his legs further to accommodate me amid them as I let my fingertips slide across the smooth wood of the table.

Once I stand between his legs Phobos stares up at me with pure affection and a soft loving smile.

I want to change this look in his eyes into something more...carnal.

"I appreciate how you have set this room up. It will be easier for me to draw you now, Phobos." I swallow thickly striving to hide in my rising appetite to ingest this male. It is time to give him his gift.

"You wish to draw me? While I am working?" He asks with a subtle tilt of his head.

"No."

"I do not understand. How do you wish to draw me, Drahá?"

"Naked," I whisper indecently with flushed cheeks and I am brisk to sink to my knees in front of him. Phobos's eyes enlarge with shock as he looks down at me startled by both my truth and my actions.

"What are you doing, Theia?"

"What do you think I am doing, Phobos?"

"From here it looks like my female is going to suck my cock with her alluring lips but I could be wrong." His desirous boring eyes plunge into mine daring me to make a further move and I succumb to the dare. Trying to catch him off guard works only for a few seconds for after that he leads and turns the tables on me.

My cheeks burn even more as I draw down the zipper of his pants with trembling fingers. "You are not wrong." When I bare his thick veined cock to my greedy eyes that is already leaking with his arousal purely because of my lewd actions he lunges forward to grasp my jaw in a firm and steady grip his eyes flashing with a titillating need that ruins me, I am done for when he looks at me like this.

"There is no turning back if you start this you will keep going until the very end. I will not allow you to run halfway, Theia." I shudder to his masculine dominance to the indirect warning buried in those impassioned globes.

"I will not stop. I cannot take back a present halfway." I utter gnawing at my lower lip as I boldly meet his spicy gaze that ignites a scalding wildfire across my flesh.

He inclines back once more and spreads his legs farther from the other waiting patiently for my mouth to feast on his flavoursome meat. I was told to pump him to make him hard at first but looking at him right now there seems to be no need for that.

Before I could arrest the loose strands of my hair to settle them upon my ear my male does it for me capturing the entirety of my locks loosely in the palm of his hand he fists it while gently driving my head down towards his awaiting cock that is already dripping precum. He will take what he wants from me.

Not wanting to delay this any further I gradually take him in my mouth enjoying the droplets of saltiness that is absorbed by my tongue. Phobos hisses through his teeth as though this is not pleasurable for him but rather physical agony, his cock twitches in my searing drenched mouth and my male presses his head against the headrest panting wildly as his chest heaves to my urgent untamed sucking.

"Fuck." He moans huskily his half hooded darkened orbs fixing on my stuffed mouth and my ripe lips as his hips deliver one forceful thrust upward pushing his cock deeper into my mouth.