PHOBOS KING OF BEASTS CH 49: Epilogue: My Phobos

My steps are light as I strive to muffle my heavy excited breathing while tiptoeing into the warmth of our bedroom. Tadeas wriggles eagerly in my arms as soon as he sets his wide ocean blues upon his father who is sound asleep whilst I attempt to carry both my mischievous little beast and the moist lemon cake smothered with freshly whisked cream in my arms. 

The silky blanket has pooled down to shield my male's nude lower waist as he sleeps on his belly using his brawny arms to rest his head instead of our goose feather pillows. I gently lower our pup onto the bed and he is swift to waddle on his feet at full speed towards his father with keen enthusiasm. This is Tadeas's favourite part of the day, meeting either Phobos or me in our room for we usually do not bring him in here much. 

"Papa!" He squeals with delight nudging himself into his father's herculean being using his tiny head to pave a path yet Phobos does not wake but merely shifts a little and lifts his arm enabling his male to snuggle into his side. 

"Papa Winnie." He presses his teddy bear onto his father's cheek wanting to show him that he brought Winnie along with him. He wants his father to greet the toy that I once cherished with the fullness of my heart growing up.

"Good morning, Winnie. I hope you slept well with Tadeas." Phobos murmurs sleepily still keeping his eyes closed as our male lets out a string of high-pitched giggles elated that his father has greeted his bear. 

My moon blessed tosses his left limb to arrest his male to his flesh and once he has it loosely secured around the little one he drifts into slumber including Tadeas whose drowsy eyes flutter close as he prepares himself to sleep once again this time lulled by the body heat of his father. 

These two are at it again! Phobos possesses a really good body heat compared to me for my flesh is always cold and this Tadeas often dislikes. He loves sleeping cuddled up to Phobos most of the time especially when he wakes up in the middle of the night. My mate is the one who leaves the comfort of our bed to put him back to sleep and so Tadeas has gotten used to napping with him. 

I bend down to set the wobbly cake on the side table and perch upon the bed beside Tadeas to peek down at my two precious males with a soft smile painting my face. "I did not bring you here to go back to sleep Tadeas," I whisper while delicately spanking his bum in scolding but he only nestles further into his father who instinctively tightens his hold on him relishing in his male's closeness. 

"Phobos! Are you going to be sleeping the whole day as well?" I ask poking his cheek with the tip of my forefinger only for him to abruptly seize my wrist catching me off guard and yanking me down upon the bedding. I collapse beside Tadeas who is snoozing amid the both of us while Phobos stretches his left limb over our male to encircle it around my waist dragging me closer toward the both of them. 

"Sleep, my moonlight." He murmurs his voice throaty and low, traces of sleepiness lingering underneath. Sneaky fingertips pierce through the minute slit of my blouse to caress the stripped flesh of my bloated belly that has the entirety of my being quake to the sparks he arouses with just a mere touch. 

"Why are you so exhausted today?" I ask running my fingers through his locks allowing my nails to scrape his scalp which has him lean further into my touch as a raspy groan of bliss escapes his ripe lips. 

I receive no answer from him but he squints his eyes open allowing me to get a sight of my favourite pair of lustrous blues as he meets my searching gaze. "There you are. Good morning." I chuckle. If I tell him my truth that I find him extremely adorable this moment he would presumably pounce on my flesh to prove to me that he is masculine and bestial definitely not adorable. 

"Morning." He gives me a broad lazy grin that has my heart flutter and my breath hitch as I study the rugged magnificence of his gifted features. How can someone look so divine as soon as they wake up? This male is truly blessed for whenever I awaken in the morning my hair resembles that of a bird's nest and my face...oh well I'd rather not think about that. 

Phobos peers down at his male who is now sucking on his tiny thumb sleeping soundly with his bum raised slightly into the air. A hoarse chortle escapes my mate's lips as he leans down to brush his lips over Tadeas's head affectionately. "He was quite lively when I went into his room yet when he nestled into your side he went right back to sleep."

"That is all right, he can sleep for a little while longer. It is not as though he must attend to his Alpha duties." 

"And what about you, Alpha Phobos? Do you not have duties to attend to today?" I tease and the playfulness is swift to vanish from those stormy blues of his as he stares straight into my fearless ones. His clasp around my waist tautens his fingers innately inching towards the swell of my ass cheeks and I gasp feverishly as he kneads them a hint of warning lingering in his darkening orbs. 

"If you attempt to stir me up this way one more time I will have you for breakfast instead." He snarls baring his pointed canines at me and I shudder at his open revelation that he will mercilessly devour me if provoked further. My keen cunt clenches painfully at the thought of having his gigantic cock ram deep inside me but not yet. He needs to receive his other presents first before he can unwrap me.

"Maybe I will stir you up." I grin mischievously. 

"Theia." He growls lustily but controls himself when he catches Tadeas flinch and whine in protest as his miniature palm clutches onto his father's finger instantly seeking protection. Phobos cradles his male's head and sets it upon the pillow whilst covering the entirety of his little being with the blanket being very careful to not wake him up in the process. 

Indeed Phobos is stern with Tadeas in many ways especially when it comes to discipline and obedience where our male often faces a little of his father's wrath. But still, he prefers to be close to his father because the security, comfort and assurance he seeks he tends to receive it mostly from him.

Our little one gets often uneasy when a part of him alters like when he first began to crawl much faster than the other pups or when he began to walk way earlier than the others. It is as though he knows he is different from the rest and this truth somehow unsettles him where he often ends up bawling for hours. 

Each time I try to soothe him in Phobos's stead I am only met with more piercing cries of distress from him which shatters my heart making me doubt myself and I end up crying with him too wondering if he dislikes me. But my moon blessed always reassures me each time I get upset that this is not the case that once Tadeas gets accustomed to the constant changes in his being he will seek my comfort out more. 

We never really understood why a young pup such as him was behaving that way but Phobos is the only one who can pacify him during those hard times of course and his beast is the only one who can communicate with Tadeas's essence. They share a bond that runs deeper than any other.

Lumina informed me that it is the same in her home as well that Kal is somehow attached to Deimos more and often seeks his presence wherever he goes and is wildly possessive of him. Now that her female is almost two years old she hopes that Kal's attention would eventually pivot towards his sister and that he would focus on protecting her after all they are only around four years apart. 

"I have something for you," I whisper faintly leaning to the side to carefully pick up the cake. 

"What is it?" He questions with interest keeping his eyes on the sleeping pup.  

"Happy birthday, Phobos." I smile softly leaning forward to kiss his cheek as he diverts the totality of his attention towards me. My male's eyes enlarge with subtle shock as he gapes at the cake speechlessly, he hadn't foreseen it. "You forgot that today was your birthday didn't you?" 

"Yes." He expresses his truth while gradually getting up to sit in front of me his vibrant globes calmly studying the layered cake clutched tightly in my hands. 

"I kind of expected that by your behaviour from last night, that it had completely slipped your mind."

"You are the only wolf who celebrates my birthday, my freesia. Even my parents did not do so as I did not really wish for it, you know this." 

"It is an important day to me, Phobos. It is the day my male was born with half my soul how could I not celebrate this?" Though we have been together for so many years we barely celebrated his birthday properly for our relationship at the beginning was quite unstable. Some of his birthdays or even mine we honoured them in sheer silence because of our quarrels and others he was not home often occupied tending to his responsibilities or had to travel outside of the pack for trades or negotiations. 

I had repeatedly asked Phobos since last week if he would be home today and if he had anything planned. When he said he would be here I sought out to make this day special for him. This would be the first birthday we would celebrate as a family too. 

"I keep forgetting." He mumbles beneath his breath while yawning as his shoulders sag with the weight of his fatigue. I shall boil some ginger tea for him later on and make him take a short nap at noon.

"That is all right, I will just keep reminding you but you better not forget my birthday you beast." I boldly threaten him as the tips of his lips twitch with amusement whilst he gazes at me with a tilt of his head. 

"And what will you do if I indeed forget your birthday?" He questions with a playful tone as he unhurriedly crawls towards the heat of my flesh on his palms and knees like a predator on a hunt which has my grin widen and my nordic blues dilate at his relentless pursuit.

"I will spank you," I respond with my head held high as soon as he has his arms positioned on either of my sides confining me to his flesh. The flame of his breath grazes against my icy lips melting them into a puddle of need to be kissed by the very same predator. 

"Is that so? Then do it, I dare you." He urges accompanied by a husky growl as he grasps the supple meat underneath my thighs and jerks me beneath him in one firm haul.

"Phobos! The cake." A high-pitched giggle rips out my throat my heart thumping under my ribcage whilst he lowers himself upon me his pelvis sinking right over my cunt. 

He leans closer to skim his lips against the reddening outer shell of my ear his frenzied breath that caresses my quivering flesh evokes a sizzling wave of goosebumps down my spine. "Now I really want to misbehave." 

"So I can spank you?" I ask with a raised eyebrow while balancing the cake with my hands holding it above his head praying it does not tumble down. 

"No. So you can try to spank me and I spank you in return for attempting to do so as punishment."  

"You really just want an opportunity don't you? Because I am being on my best behaviour these days and you do not punish me until I give you a reason to."  

"Indeed." He smiles down at me while setting his forehead against mine to glimpse at my swollen belly much bigger than the other females at five months for I am carrying not one but two pups inside. 

"How are these two doing this morning? Are they giving my queen any trouble?" He asks while placing his palm over my stomach massaging it in sluggish circles as his globes soften to the immense fondness he carries within them. Phobos is more excited than me for their birth all I can think of are the endless feeding, lack of sleep, body pain and two pups wailing at the top of their lungs for numerous nights. But all he can think of is how our home shall get warmer and more chaotic. He does not wish for that quietude or peace anymore he just wants the imprint the four walls of our home with laughter and joy. 

"Pretty good. They allowed me to get a lot of my chores done for the day, I even got to bake this cake for you."

"Chores? What did I tell you, Theia?" He flashes his teeth at me in reprimanding showing me his upsetness of me going against his wishes.

"You cannot expect me to simply sit back and rest every day, Phobos. I do not like not doing anything." His eyes narrow even more as he considers my words and they relax as a sigh of resignation leaves his mouth. He knows he cannot fight me on this. 

"The soles of your feet, do they hurt? Shall I massage them for you?" He clads his lean fingers around my right slender ankle and raises my leg to get a good look at the sole of my foot. Once he has inspected it he performs the same evaluation with my left.

"I am fine, I merely sat down on the couch while the cake was baking. But my arms seem to be hurting now." I laugh as he quickly snatches the cake from my hands setting them free while delivering a devoted kiss over my forehead.

"Thank you for the cake, my female." 

"I have three presents for you today."

"Three? I am being too spoiled by you arent I?" 

"And I will keep spoiling you till the end of your days just as you pamper me, my barbarian. Now come, let me give them to you. I have been desiring to witness your reactions that I cannot wait anymore for this." I excitedly toss my legs over the bed while capturing his wrist and towing him behind my flesh as he stumbles after me with his unclothed being. 

"I see you will not give me time to dress either. I wonder whose birthday it is today that my queen is this eager." He chortles the sounds of his heels colliding with our timber floors tailing after me.

I steer him towards the living room and shove him upon the couch as he collapses onto it with wide yet mischievous eyes while bending forward to place the cake upon the table opposite to him. I wonder why he is not tasting it for this male of mine adores sweets yet here he is carrying it around like it is a plaything. 

Phobos tilts his head upward to relax it against the headrest of the couch and sensually parts his legs for me gazing into my dilating orbs with a raging heat that engulfs me whole. He is bare from head to toe nothing concealing even an inch of his burly enticing flesh and my ravenous globes slurp up his masculine being from his fleshy pecks to the ridges of his protruding abs that flex wickedly to even the tiniest of movements and ultimately to his veined thick cock that is gradually stiffening under my gaze. He likes it the way I am openly salivating after him for this he finds tantalizing. "I would have awoken much earlier if I knew my female was going to take initiative and dominate me this way." 

My cheeks flush heavily to his intentional teasing as a knowing smirk lingers upon his enchanting face. I scurry into the study room and quickly pick up two of his presents that I had hidden there and scamper back to where the beast is seated waiting patiently so he can entice me into the trap he has laid bare and when I am finally hooked into it he would undoubtedly drag me to his body to scarf down my flavoursome meat. 

"Three presents," I inform him once again my voice shaky and I shall admit that I sound utterly breathless this moment. The rhythms of my heart quicken as I behold the fierce raw desire that he refuses to mask but shows openly for me to detect it. He wants to eat. 

"Three presents." He nods confirming that he has understood yet his blues are distracted for they slither down my neck to gaze at the outline of my voluptuous breasts that have once more grown enormous in size. He never fails to ingest every inch of my being over and over for every night yet his belly is never satisfied, his hunger never sated and his thirst to sip my cunt never quenched. He is and shall always be in need of me. 

I slowly draw out the bouquet from behind me and offer it to him, his eyes shifting from my inviting tits to peer at the fresh pony of wild freesias. "First gift," I murmur bashfully as the tips of his lips twitch to draw out into a broad smile. I gasp as he deliberately skims his avid fingertips against mine when plucking them from my grasp. 

My male steers it up towards his nose and takes a long whiff while closing his eyes appreciating its intoxicating scent. "All I smell is my female." He utters his voice low and immensely gruff permeated with his dripping desire for me. "You are the only wolf to ever gift me flowers since you were a pup."

"Do you remember what I told you the very first time I gave a bouquet of flowers to you?" I ask with a tender smile as my mind sends forth beautiful images of that day. Phobos had been very surprised but he was also pleased by my thoughtfulness.

"I shall bring you flowers every time I come to visit so wherever you are or go flowers with their looks and scents shall remind you of me. This is what you said." My smile softens as he whispers the exact words I conveyed to him, it was sort of an informal oath that came from my side I suppose for I indeed gifted him flowers whenever I could and each time he would accept them with delight. "It is quite amusing I must say."

"What?"

"First you smelt like a sunflower to me void of any scent then it transformed into one of freesias. Always a flower, my flower." He rasps and my heart swells to his truth. His flower. Always his. Raising his serious hooded eyes to regard me he beckons me closer to him gesturing me forward with his forefinger. "Come."

Without another word I take tiny yet cautious steps towards him and bend down to his eye level as per his indirect instruction. Phobos plucks out the loosely hanging freesia from the bunch only to guide it towards my locks and insert the stem into the silky thickness forcing it to sit upon my ear. He takes a good look at me, my face and my features as the sweet-smelling flower acts as an ornament.  

"Beautiful." He whispers hoarsely his searing breath fondling my quivering lips. Before he could capture me and yank me down to him to paint the blank canvas that is my cunt with his seed I swiftly lunge myself rearward away from his quaking limbs that tremor under the weight of his appetite. I am intentionally starving him for when he gets his third present the king can feast. "Theia." He snarls with irritation for he knows exactly what it is I am doing. 

"Pateince is a virtue, Phobos. Did you not teach me this?" 

"Come here." His voice is throaty filled with a tremendous greed to be inside me, to feel the tight drenched yet scalding walls of my cunt clamping around his cock milking him dry.

"After you receive your second present." I giggle taking further steps backwards as he strives to lunge for me so he can pounce. The calculated distance I form between us has his annoyance and impatience that are mingled together surge to new heights.  

Bending down I pick up his next present and offer it to him as his facial expression contorts into one of bewilderment with a deep frown resting amid his brows as he examines the plain-woven fabric that is blanketed with a white cloth to give him the feeling of surprise as he unwraps it. "Is this a canvas?"

"Indeed, it is your second gift. I truly enjoyed creating this piece it is my favourite Phobos. I hope you can feel my bottomless love for you." I whisper wringing my fingers together with anticipation as he removes the cloth baring the dried canvas to his keen ocean blues. 

My male's eyes enlarge with amazement whilst he studies it his jaw tensing as his emotions within rile him up in reaction to the painting. "This is...this is-" He is unable to finish his sentence as he stares dumbfounded at the art clutching the edges tightly with his shaking fingers as he exhales a deep breath. He is finding it arduous to breathe this is the visible effect of my present on him. 

"It is you and me in front of our tree, have I drawn your juvenile features well?" I have painted a giant picture of Phobos and me from when we were younger. It is of our laughing faces as we sat by our tree in the castle gardens under the rays of the warm sun a place we spent most of our time in. I had precisely depicted how I saw Phobos when he was a juvenile from my eyes, his tall lean frame with much less prominent muscles and his more toned-down features. He was not as big as he is today but he still had that towering physique. 

"Drahá." This is all he is able to reply to me as his eyes glisten with sentiments as he stares down at the canvas holding it so very delicately as though it already has a special place in his heart. 

"It was the beginning of our journey, Phobos. We were guided by the moon not everyone can be childhood friends with their mates growing up. That garden, that tree, the castle I treasure each memory we formed there with the entirety of my heart." 

"Then do you wish for me to claim half of the castle from Deimos?"

"Half of the castle? What do you mean?" I ask confusedly. 

"That castle belongs to both of us, Deimos and me. The east wing is under my name but I never did have interest in that place for it held no importance to me not as much as our pack lands. But looking at this I see how much that place means to you. And since you adore it so much I shall claim it. If you wish you can build a second home there." East wing? That was where Phobos's former room was located. I remember the east wing it was quite unlit and eerie but also serene. It was a vast space amounting to numerous empty rooms. 

"You would do this for me?"

"Anything for you. Just say the word and I shall call Deimos tonight."

"Would he not mind?"

"Of course not, we are brothers. And though the land the castle is built on is his the castle itself wholly does not belong to him. Our parents spilt it among the both of us and it seems to me that you wish for it."

"I-I...do. Our pups could have their own rooms there each time we go to visit and it would be nice to stay for a while at the castle as a family." I utter. 

"Then so be it. I will claim the east wing tonight and you can do whatever you please with the vacant rooms. I am certain Lumina would be thrilled if you informed her of your plans." I smile tenderly at his lack of reluctance to provide me with anything I demand. 

"You know what I was wondering Phobos?"

"What?" He urges me with a subtle tilt to his head showing me that he is listening.

"What if I too was a juvenile? What if I was your age when we first met, have you not wondered how things would have been much different between us at the castle?" My male's orbs light up to my question which gives me my answer. He has thought of it...countless times. 

"Things would have been much easier for me...for us." Phobos offers me his large calloused palm that I instantly clutch onto as he ushers me towards his lap positioning me by my waist in a way that I am straddling him. 

"I think it would have been thrilling at least for me," I mutter as my teeth plunge into my lower lip my cheeks scorching to his spellbinding gaze. "What do you mean easier?"

"Well as juveniles we certainly would have been under our parent's control and wouldn't have been able to make decisions for ourselves. When I say easier I meant easier to appease my enormous appetite." 

"How so?" I ask breathlessly as he grasps onto my curvy hips lifting me up a bit to settle my soaked thong-clad cunt onto his leaking cock that is jabbing against my opening. He need not open his mouth to explain anything the raging storm in his eyes discloses to me his truth. I would have been under his mercy at all times to be ruined over and over again. 

"I am confident that your parents would have put you on house arrest to keep you from me for they would have surely understood that I would claim you before you were of proper mating age."

"And what would you have done then?" My question comes out as a whimper as my male grasps the plump globes of my ass to brutally knead them spreading them apart whilst rolling his hips onto mine propelling my dripping cunt back and forth upon his scalding cock moisturising his long meat with my body fluid. Goddess visualising what he would have done to me for years until I turned twenty-one...I cannot even put it into words. 

"I would have crept into your room when the darkness of the night was birthed to watch you while you slept."

"J-Just watch?" I ask moaning against his burning lips as he hastens the pace of his wild humping the massive head of his cock teasing my tingling clit each time he thrusts his sinful hips onto mine. 

My male groans hoarsely to my question his impure mind coming up with different things he would have done to me in unholy positions and spots. "At first yes, but then you would have seen me watching you from the shadows. And then you would have attempted to run from me to seek protection from your brother."

"And what would you have done to me?" Yes, I would have run from him not out of fear or disgust but to acquire that thrill of being hunted down by the beast only to be ruthlessly ravished after being caught. 

"I would have relentlessly chased you around that expansive chamber of yours and if you cried out for help I would have clamped my palm over your mouth to shut you up."

"Then?" I ask driving my hips faster against his erection my hands hooked upon his shoulders for support as he dips the tips of his fingers into my sodden pussy feeling my dampness that has him grunt with ardour. 

"Then I would have savagely stolen your virginity from you only to return every night and fuck you against every piece of furniture you owned in that room." 

"Goddess yes," I whine arching my back shoving my needy cunt further onto his humungous cock as he rips apart my blouse to uncover my breasts to him yet his breath audibly hitches when he catches the red lace string that encircles each boob with his teeth. My cheeks flush even more as I watch him observe the lingerie for I have never worn anything like this before. "Lumina gifted them to me."

"Them?" He asks shifting those dark blues stormed by a fiery want to clash with my shy ones that strive to maintain eye contact with him. When he looks at me like this I cannot help but want to be naughty. 

"I am wearing matching-" I gasp shakily for before I could end my sentence he roughly yanks down my pants to expose what I had concealed beneath. "Phobos this is your third present, you are supposed to unwrap me slowly so you can savour it not like this," I whine. 

My male blatantly disregards my words only to plough his fingers through the creamy layers of the lemon cake and tear out a huge chunk of it. "What are you doing?" 

"You baked me a cake and I am going to eat it." He declares so very casually and without prior warning of any kind he smears it all over my breasts and neck making me squeal out with surprise. And then his sizzling mouth is on me eagerly tasting the cake along with my heated flesh as he circles the tip of his tongue around my areolas that are coated with the frosting. I watch the way his throat moves as he gobbles down the cake that now carries the fragrance of my being and the flavour of my flesh.

"Fuck." He grunts out as his fingers clamp around his swollen tip whilst he jerks himself off to my pale flesh adorned with spicy lingerie and cake preparing himself for entry his impatience leaving me utterly out of breath. He leans forward to harshly tug on my teats with his teeth as I shove my fingers through his hair drawing him closer to my chest. "Tell me more. About the things we could have done together if you were my age." His voice is muffled by my bouncing breasts that sway erotically to the way he gorges each of my boobs that beguile him even further.

"We could have gone on cute little dates. To the movies, to parties even to bars. I could have proudly claimed to everyone that you were mine." I pant crying out as his lips stroke the sensitive marked skin of my neck whilst his tongue seeps out his filthy mouth to lick my flesh clean from the remnants of the cake.

"And then I would have fucked you against a wall in a sheltered place as the finale to our dates. I would have impregnated you within the first few months after we met, would you have liked that?" He grunts out as he positions his cock smudged with his delectable precum at my entrance and I spread my legs wider for him. My mouth salivates with a compulsive hunger to suck him I would rather have him in my mouth right now.

"Yes, I would have liked that. I suppose I would have been the first among all my friends to lose their virginity."

"Definitely." He assures me with no hesitation whilst girding his warm palm around my neck squeezing slightly to show his dominance over me and my fluid splutters out my cunt dribbling onto his tip. "I am going to fuck you now, Drahá like I would have if we were of the same age when we met and we can pretend we are juveniles hiding from your mother." 

The situation he makes me envision turns me on even more my arousal drowning me in the waters of sin as I impatiently lean down to smash my fleshy lips against his whilst he rotates his glans against the tight rim of my hole merely tantalizing not entering. "Yes, just like that fuck me Pho-"

"Surprise!" The front door is abruptly cast open as a female shrieks noisily with glee making me scream out in a mixture of shock and embarrassment whilst I endeavour to scramble away from my male's lap. Oh, goddess please tell me this is not happening.