He merely boosts it to his nose taking a long sniff of it showing me how precisely he used it to relieve himself uncaring to how I may feel or think. This male is truly dirty. "It belongs to me now, Theia." Opposing this I stand on my tiptoes hopping on the pads of my feet with my right limb elevated to capture it from him but he only lifts it higher and higher further away from my reach. Knowing my subsequent efforts shall only go to waste I give up slackening in his hold to meet his eyes yet he seems rather engrossed for I discover where they linger. On my bouncing breasts, they rashly seduce him urging him to suck and sample. "Feed me, my female." He groans as though the torture of his body is unbearable as though only I can ease his bodily discomfort. He wants what I want. I do not wish to obstruct this, I will not do so. Timidly clasping his wrist startling him in the process I lead him towards my volu

If your male found your lips to be undesirable would you wish to question him about it? To hearken his truth spill out his mouth of why he seems to find you so? The numerous scandalous assumptions of you which he deems to be true would your heart be able to handle them? Perhaps one could but I knew I would not be able to survive those sharp accusing blues of his so I chose to flee and hide from my mate. Somehow it felt like it was my fault he believed my past to be that way but at the same time, I was infuriated with him. If we did not grow up together as childhood friends and met by fate as strangers I would try to understand him. But Phobos knew me the kind of female I truly was with all my flaws and imperfections. Instead, he chose to consider lies and rumours rather than believing his moon blessed. Instead of asking me my truth he blatantly assumed my lack of virtue that my lips had held plenty of cocks and that somehow that shot an arro

"If you try to go against my wishes I will scream." A warning I give to him as I clutch the cake and Kal's present tighter to my chest my eyes despairingly seeking a way to flee from him. A sigh of relief passes my lips when I regard the recently decorated flower arch and the buzzling garden packed with chattering wolves and melodious music. "We will discuss this later." There is a finality in his tone directing me that I am not to quarrel with him on this.  "I do not wish to," I reply as a deep reverbeating growl of disapproval departs his chest. He finds my obvious disregard of his authority frustrating. If he thinks I am one of his wolves he can simply order around then he is terribly wrong. The first to greet me are Deimos's and Lumina's wolves who are kind to welcome us on their lands overjoyed with the rare presence of Alpha Ares's first born male. I smile at them warmly appreciating them for their heartfelt g

Knowing the picture has been taken I endeavour to remove myself from his grasp but his hold on me only grows more crushing. He does not wish to let go relishing the position we are in. "Let go of me Phobos." I spit out looking around us for we are quickly garnering attention. It is a scene they have not witnessed before. The wolves are curious.  "Why do you keep pulling away from me Drahá?" He questions his eyes purely focused on me. He does not care if others are watching us and listening to our argument he deals with what he finds important to him.  Struggling against his chest digging my nails into his meat does nothing only provokes his demand to know my truth. "Answer me."  Deimos and Lumina are now studying us with confusion as the cheer in my brother's eyes dissolves replaced by a dark scowl. There is a change of his demeanour as the tips of his lips tilt upward to unveil

"What is it?" I question the startled male while casually stirring the minced boar stew making sure I do not over boil it in order to retain its natural flavour. Phobos had always requested me to make it for him for it was Luna Aphrodite's best homemade dish and he missed it. He stands by his bedroom door as though he is almost hesitant to enter the kitchen. "Will you be standing there all morning?" I ask once more urging him to come and take his seat for breakfast. Phobos takes gradual steps forward towards the table to drag his chair out and perch upon it ocean blues set firmly on my flesh.  When we returned a few days ago after Kal's party I had still kept him away from me. Yes, I conversed with him now and then compared to the complete silence during the last two months but I still remained detached. He needed to learn how the way he treated me made me feel how challenging I found it to forgive him and that a kiss was not going to s