PHOBOS KING OF BEASTS CH 46: Our Family

Warm soothing brawny arms loop themselves tightly around my waist tugging me onto a hard toned chest that embraces me from behind where the slow beats of his heart evoke intoxicating shivers down the entirety of my spine. Moist plump lips caress the frail skin of my uncovered neck that willingly curves toward his loving mouth, a feathery kiss they gift to my quivering flesh that is always eager to receive his affection. 

"I love you." He grunts out nuzzling into my warmth like a little pup demanding attention. He inhales deeply with his eyes locked allowing my scent to be absorbed by his parched organs, my smell he finds to be relaxing as though it is the only thing that welcomes his essence with open arms.

"Oh, do you now? And how much do you love me?" I ask teasingly whilst folding the freshly washed clothes that have finally finished drying. The weather outside has gotten really frigid, a harsh frosty winter has cocooned our lands with dense cloaks of snow. We are now close to the beginning of the fourth year since he claimed me as his. 

"More than anything else in this world."

"Then are you implying that if you discovered something out of this world you would love it more than me?"

"Never." He snarls boisterously tightening his hold on me not even liking the very thought of it, it disgusts him. I will be the only female who shall dwell in his soul for the rest of his days to come. 

"You do not need to convey your love for me numerous times a day, Phobos. I am aware of it." This male has developed a new habit where he says 'I love you' at least six times a day since the night he made his choice. I love hearing it depart his lips of course for he was a male who did not say such things often but showed it.

"I do not want you to doubt yourself or us ever again." 

"You eased my insecurities Phobos. I am all right now." I whisper as a soft smile paints my face. I attempt to move from his grip so I can continue with my chores but he merely clutches onto me tighter not enabling me to make a single move away from his heat. "Phobos. Let me go." I whine squirming like a timid prey within his arms accompanied by a fit of giggles.

He holds out a small bouquet of wild freesias and I instantly cease my playful antics peering down at his present with interested blues. "It is a token."

"Of what?"

"Of my love for you. I picked them on my way home." He gradually spins me around by my shoulders to face him yet my eyes are glued upon the flowers he carries. I remember how freesia looks like but this is a different colour, one that I have never seen before. He must have plucked them in the wilderness for he has been frequently heading out there early every morning for the past months. 

"That is sweet of you." 

My moon blessed tugs out one freesia from the posy and raises it to delicately set it over my right ear whilst inserting the stem into my golden locks. His piercing dazzling blues wander over my features taking in my look and a tender smile itches to light up on his face earning a deep wild blush from me in return. When he looks at me like this, I cannot be daring and face him. I still seem to shy away from him at times. One can never truly get used to Phobos's wild rugged looks I suppose. "Beautiful." He murmurs whilst lovingly stroking my right cheek with his knuckles.

"Thank you. I think you are beautiful too." I utter with a broad smile as he lifts his eyebrow in question. "In a more...untamed way. Not feminine of course." I explain further to subdue his growing curiousness. 

"Thank goddess." He mumbles gaining a chuckle from me.

"Are Ragon, Moira and Elriam prepared to leave?" I ask. Despite Elriam knowing Drakho is her mate she refused to stay and made her decision to leave once and for all. She could not forgive him for what she saw him do.

"Yes, after some time once Deimos's jet lands on our grounds. They are waiting by the gates."

"How are Moira and Argus? It must be hard for them to leave the only thing they have known all their lives. It will be their first time flying, I do not know what I must do to make them feel better."

"They are none of your concern, Theia."

"I am their Luna!"

"Not anymore, Lumina is. They now fall under my brother's rule and I have no command over them as well."

"But-"

"Theia." There is a subtle warning in the tone of his voice that has me shudder, Phobos is not this unsympathetic and I know he feels unsettled at the departure of Argus for they share a close bond but he did declare that Moira and her male had no seat at his table anymore. 

"I understand," I respond with a brusque nod of acceptance. I am sure Lumina shall take good care of them and teach them the ways of her lands. It will be arduous for Moira and Argus to learn to be less wild and more civilized but I believe they will learn just like I did.

"Your breasts." My mate states out of nowhere his searching gaze adhered to my chest garnering the totality of my attention as I shyly tilt my face upward to regard my male who is studying my breasts with a low questioning frown.

"M-My breasts? What about them?"

"They seem quite swollen. Bigger than usual, why?" 

"It is nothing," I mutter turning away from his inquisitive boring eyes with crimsoning cheeks. This stupid male never fails to mortify me.

My jaw is seized in a firm yet mild grip as he forces me to meet his blazing ocean blues. "Do not lie to me. I want the truth, why?" He growls in reprimanding for my blatant lie. When I do not answer him he bares his canines at me in his final warning, either I tell him my truth or he will force it out of me.

"Tadeas is not drinking as much as he should and my breasts are producing more milk than needed. I need to pump out the excess this is why they are engorged but we do not have the machine here so I must do so on my own with my hands."

"Then why haven't you done so yet?"

"It hurts when I touch them, I thought when Tadeas feeds later today the pain will be alleviated." 

"Does it hurt too much?" His voice is filled with concern his eyes softening to my truth. 

"Yes."

"Why did you not tell me of your discomfort earlier on, my freesia? I occasionally feel that you do not wish to take support from me." There is a profound upsetness that he does not disguise both in the tone of his voice and his facial expression.

"It is not like that, Phobos. This is a female's matter I cannot tell you of such things."

"You know in our pack we do not care for these things. I detest it when you abide by your mother's upbringing in certain matters as such. I am your male, I do not wish for us to keep things from each other anymore no matter how small or how big. You can tell me anything and I will stand by you."

I chew into my lower lip working hard to reign in my stretching smile. His words hold his true feelings and I cannot help but feel a wave of warmth drowning my heart in crystalline waters for I love it when he opens himself up to me. 

Laying my palm over his tattoo of my essence I make a pledge to him and our bond. "I will never again hide anything from you, be it big or small. I promise." 

"Good this is what I wanted to hear. Come now, I shall do it for you then." He says casually whilst capturing my wrist and ushering me towards the washroom. My eyes enlarge at his words and I drag my feet behind him shaking my head in protest seeking to stop him.

"Must you embarrass me like this?"

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about, Drahá. They are not something I have not seen before or...tasted." The way he states it has me tremble with an ungraspable feeling that confines me as my mind sends forth vulgar pictures of the way he audaciously suckled on my lactating breasts. 

"This is different, Phobos. It is not a sexual thing, it might disgust you." 

"Nothing about you will ever sicken me. Moreover, my touch will only alleviate your pain." Yes, but it will also make me uncontrollably horny you silly barbarian, goodness why cannot he see this? 

Phobos moves me to stand in front of the sink my uneasy yet excited orbs plastered on his serious face. He is doing this out of care and responsibility but I find his fiery touch upon my keen flesh extremely...arousing. Ardent fingertips yank down the straps of my lavender coloured dress and I gasp breathlessly leaning rearward to press my back against his scalding front that radiates tremendous heat.

When his vibrant orbs meet mine in the mirror I gulp with anticipation. "Tell me what I must do." His voice is resonant and throaty as he battles for control, a bloody war has abruptly begun within him to the enticing sight of my voluptuous dripping bosom. 

"You need to massage and...pump them." 

"I need you to let me know if I am hurting you, Theia. Am I understood?"

"Yes."

My male unhurriedly folds the long sleeves of his shirt exposing his protruding veins to my arid eyes and I clench my quaking pale legs shut, my fluid-glazed inner thighs commence rubbing against each other in a necessity to decrease the aching throbbing of my cunt. I feel it, my gigantic appetite rising at the pit of my belly. His meat I want to gorge up ruthlessly without even a single spark of reluctance. We both agreed that we will start having sex again so why is he not taking initiative? Usually, this male pounces on me the first chance he gets so why hasn't he still sought after my flesh.

We have begun to sleep together on the same bed with my body crushed to his chest every night but he refuses to make the first move. Does he perhaps want me to do it? I have only ever done so a few times with him but goddess I am not sure if I can ever do so at this moment, I feel too bashful for that kind of boldness but what if. What if I got to my knees and sampled the meat that hangs seductively amid his thighs? 

Sensing the avid pads of his fingers that evoke goosebumps across my skin I startle awake from my thoughts and once more meet those gleaming eyes of his. He then begins to palm both my bouncy breasts his fingers fondling them in circles towards my bloated areolas and a sensual audible whimper vacates my lips. "Painful?"

"No."

"What about the pressure? Should I go stronger or lighter?" 

"Rougher." I pant watching him feel up my boobs with dilated half hooded eyes, the back of my head rests against his chest whilst my ears listen to the hammering of his heart. 

"That was not an option, my freesia." He laughs throatily but I vividly discern the immense arousal in his dimmed eyes that linger on my teats that are already leaking droplets of milk that mercilessly tempts my male.

My moon blessed positions the pad of his thumb and forefinger at the edge of the areola of my right breast to compress them together and I wheeze as my back arches into him my globes fluttering close whilst a blissful moan of relief and pleasure tears out my throat. The excess milk that my pup rejects to consume pours out into the sink and I catch the thirsty swallow of my mate from behind. 

I too swallow with a keen desire when I feel my male's painfully erect cock nestled against my ass pursuing a way inside my succulent cunt where it could attain release. When he tweaks my puffy pink nipple harder I screech with satisfaction my knees buckling as I grip onto the sink for support. My white creamy milk unexpectedly bursts out squirting all over the glistening mirror and this sight does not sicken him as I expected but adds fuel to his raging fire. His eyes flicker with a compulsive hunger to ingest and I begin to shake to the way he pinches my nipple once more forcing Tadeas's only source of food out.

"You are hard," I whisper erotically stroking the full thick length of his humungous cock with my ass cheeks. I whine with a thrill when he lightly slaps my dangling tit in warning his teeth unveiled to me. 

"What have I told you about teasing?" His low hoarse voice has my cunt spurt out my juices that leak down my calves. I spread my eager palms over his and add pressure to his massage making him fondle me in the way I like it, the way I need it. I do not know who is the real pervert between the two of us, him or me?

"Oh goddess, yes!" My toes curl inward and my palms unknowingly settle against the mirror my nails digging into the glass as Phobos does exactly as I demanded from him. He kneads my breasts more brutally forcing more of my milk to dribble down my heaving chest whilst he begins to barbarously hump me from behind losing his struggle with himself only to fully yield to our insatiable urge to devour the other. He gives in to his wickedness. 

His right palm coils itself around my neck in a firm grip holding me in place causing me to submit to his wildness whilst his left strokes and squeezes my breast with a roughness that almost has my reach rapture. 

"I am always endeavouring to be gentle with you, but you make it so challenging for me."

"I never asked you to be gentle with me. I asked you to be rougher and you refused." A fierce ruthless thrust of his hips onto mine has me cry out and him grunt huskily with pleasure from the base of his truth. A sonorous guttural sound that kindles an inextinguishable wildfire within me, this male is truly the definition of an untamed seducer one whom I cannot get enough of. One whom I am undeniably addicted to.

"Like this?" He asks breathlessly into my ear his sinful slimy tongue tasting the outer shell.

"Yes just like this. What have you done to me Phobos?" 

"No, my sunflower. What have you done to me?" 

As he fucks me mercilessly against the sink with our clothes functioning as the critical barrier between my sodden cunt and his rock hard cock my fingers drag up the hem of my dress so they can shamelessly sink into my drenched panties and circle my inflated clit.  He releases my neck to grab my jaw and harshly raise my face upward so our eyes clash in the mirror. 

"I want to see your face when you cum and I want you to witness your male cum in his pants all because of his filthy female. The males in our pack would never respect me if they come to know of this, that their Král becomes a juvenile at the hands of his female." He snarls as I circle my clit faster whilst fingering myself to the sight of his raw feral beauty, to the sight of his face twisting with gratification.

"Oh, Phobos." I whimper aloud my hips bucking meeting his thrusts in the middle and my male allows a vociferous growl part his mighty chest whilst his sharp teeth plunge into the tender flesh of my neck as we both reach euphoria as one. 

Phobos jerks wildly behind me discharging his semen into his pants with a clamorous snarl as my fluid flows out my content cunt to further dampen my already soaked panties. I take a good look at myself in the mirror my cheeks are flushed, my neck is bleeding to his possessive bite, my hair is dishevelled and my milk is smeared all over my breasts and belly and I like how I look. Phobos is always the artist and when he is done with working with the canvas that is my flesh, the masterpiece he creates often leaves me speechless. 

As our harsh and heavy breathing shifts into a slow calming one, I smile up at Phobos revealing to him just how much I enjoyed this. Our passion that I thought was dead was merely simmering beneath the barriers my male had put up waiting to be unleashed. 

"You liked it." It is not a question from him but a statement of ultimate truth. 

"Yes. I craved it for a long time."

"But you want more."

"I want you to lose control and feed on my flesh freely as you did in the past," I say whilst lifting the thin straps of my dress and fastening them in place over my shoulders. Silence greets me and I already know what is coming.

"How are your breasts? Do they feel better now?" He is brisk to change the topic as I expected and I sigh with understanding, he is still overwhelmed by his fears and insecurities. Perhaps he needs more time.

"I feel much better, thank you. But I suppose I must request Lumina for a milk pump." I mutter as his thumbs gently swipe my erect teats that jut out from beneath my dress. 

"There is no need for such things."

"There is a need, Phobos. I cannot keep pumping the extra milk out with my hands. We will need to bottle feed Tadeas soon and I need to store the milk for him."

"When it is time to bottle feed him you can ask Lumina but until then..."

"Until then what?"

"I shall do it for you but I now know that I do not prefer using my hands." I scowl in confusion at his words. What is this male saying, how else is he supposed to aid me then?

"I do not understand," I say as the tips of his lips tilt upward to reveal a subtle smirk. He leans closer to me his palms grabbing onto the sink and I take a stumbling step back as he traps me against the basin. 

"The next time Tadeas does not consume enough to empty your breasts, feed me the rest Drahá. I shall suck on them and drain them for you instead."  He once more swallows with that familiar thirstiness one that any kind of liquid will not quench except for the one that flows out my breasts. 

"Y-You liked the taste of it?" I ask panting feebly as my cunt moistens all over again.

"Yes." There is not even a single trace of hesitance as he brazenly voices his truth. "So much that I desire to have it as my meal three times a day, so much that I envy my male."

"How does it taste like to you?"

"Like sweet delectable nectar. But definitely not as sweet as your cunt." My cheeks heat up to the point I am unable to endure his hotness and I set my palms over my face concealing myself from him. Phobos bursts into deafening laughter that echoes around the bathroom walls as I punch his chest in return. There is only so much I can take from his unabashed male of mine who constantly says and does lewd things. 

"How is it that you still have not gotten accustomed to me and my ways, my female?" 

"One can never get used to you," I speak as his laughter loudens whilst I saunter out of the bathroom towards our room to change my undies. If I head out to the gates smelling like this, they would all know what exactly transpired here. 

"But I must admit you have gotten much better at handling me compared to when I first brought you here." He says as he too changes into a fresh set of attire. I know he does not care if wolves learnt of what occurred here but he is doing so out of respect for me. 

"Whom do you prefer more? How I was or how I am?"

"I adore your past and your present equally. For both of them was and is my Theia." He smiles a smile that has my heart flutter with indescribable emotions. 

"And what of me? Do you prefer the juvenile I was or the male I am today?" He asks trying to mask his insecurity and steaming nervousness from me. It is tough to behold them clearly for his eyes remain cold and unfeeling but I know it. I feel it and he need not show me or openly tell me. 

"You are not any different to me, Phobos." 

"You said I changed, that I developed into a completely new male one whom you could not recognize." He speaks while offering me his palm which I grab onto happily. I like it when he holds my hand, I feel protected and cherished. Our pack males do show public displays of affection with their females but it is mostly sexual. But Phobos shows the more sweet parts of a relationship like holding hands, forehead kisses and tight warm hugs. 

"Yes, that is true. But I was blind to your essence for the juvenile part of you never died or was replaced. He was always there within you just waiting for me to bring him out."

"Is that true? Then tell me what parts of me resemble the male you played with when you were a pup?" Curiosity sparkles in those brilliant blues of his as he peers down at me with utmost fondness and I cannot help but fall for this alluring male of mine even more.

"It is always the little things, the way you teach and train me every day to grow stronger, wilder. The way you care for me like carrying me to our bedroom when I fall asleep on the couch or when you make breakfast understanding I am exhausted because of Tadeas. The way you look at me sometimes mirrors the way you beheld me when I was a pup. Your protectiveness, that serene composure you possess and the way you constantly tease me. It all resembles the juvenile you. Especially-"

"Especially?"

"The way you cut apples has never changed. You still peel the skin out with a pocket knife and shape the flesh into small wild hares for me." 

"You were quite fond of them when you were a pup, it makes you smile and I want to make sure it remains forevermore." He chuckles with a shake of his head as we both saunter towards Tadeas's crib. He is a quiet male just like his father, he does not make a single sound even when he awakens from slumber rather he waits patiently. He waits until Phobos or I come to check on him. 

Tadeas is awake indeed and he has his enormous excited ocean blues plastered on both of us greeting us with a wide toothless grin and messy pale blonde hair. His locks are growing at a rapid speed unlike the other pups but Phobos refuses to cut it wanting it to extend longer and now both of them look like two photocopies. "How was your nap my little beast?" I coo softly whilst picking up Winnie from his side and setting it at the foot of his crib. Tadeas has formed an attachment to Winnie he will not sleep, eat or play without her by his side.

My male babbles in return his chubby cheeks moving in an adorable manner as he attempts to communicate with us. He is only seven months old but he has got the both of us wrapped around his tiny finger. Phobos swiftly squats by the crib playfully hiding from his male and Tadeas jumps back searching for his father with upset worried eyes. "Where is your father, Tadeas? I cannot find him can you?" I act shaken blanketing my mouth with my palms as the little one quickly crawls forward and stands up on wobbly plump legs by grabbing onto the wooden rails of the crib for support.  

He scours the whole room for his father his blues instantly shifting to one of a striking gold seeking to sense his father's essence. But Phobos is smart he keeps himself obscured not allowing Tadeas to use his abilities to find him. This is sort of his informal training. 

His uneasy golden globes turn even more upset and his lips quiver as he begins to wail noisily for he is unable to locate the one whom he was frantically looking for. Phobos is quick to rise and stand on his feet peering down at his male with identical vivid golden orbs. "He is still a pup, he will begin using his other senses soon enough," I whisper not wanting Phobos to get disappointed with our male. 

Tadeas stares up at his father with blurry eyes whilst lifting his tiny limbs towards him and bouncing on his bum demanding to be comforted. My mate bends down and picks him up with a faint sigh abiding by the little one's desires. He clutches the weeping pup to his chest to pat his back and rock him side to side exactly as I taught him. "Teď ticho. Jsem tady."

(Hush now. I am here.) 

"He is as serious as you, he does not like games." I giggle. 

"I wish to begin his official training but how can I if he gets upset at my trials. Pups adore to play this way but he loathes it I do not understand."

"He is just different than the rest."

"Perhaps I need to be stricter with him."

"You cannot be strict with him admit it," I say.

"I can, I must but I do not wish to oftentimes. Father trained Deimos when he turned three and I began my training when I turned one." One? That is too early for a pup. I would like to question him more about his father but Phobos barely talks about him or his mother. It is a part of his past he is not willing to reminisce about or share any details of.

"There is still a lot of time, let him remain a pup for a little while longer. I just want him to have a normal life like the rest of the pups his age. To go out and play, to get into trouble and even be rebellious."

"That is not possible for him, Drahá. He will be King, he cannot afford to be a typical pup. And Tadeas is not normal we both know this. I have decided to properly begin his training as soon as he starts to walk." 

My eyes widen to his decision and I shake my head in objection. "Phobos, please. Give him more time." I know how brutal his training would be and how Phobos will do his best to make sure Tadeas shall have required control over his beast when he is fully birthed. It will be painful for my little beast and unendurable. I do not want him to go through it at such a young age, I do not want him to know the meaning of raw pain while he is still young.

"Theia. You do not understand. It is his obligation, it is his future."

"Please. At least until he is eighteen months." My lips wobble to my surging emotions at the thought of Tadeas in discomfort or undergoing physical suffering and I stare up at Phobos with bleary pleading eyes. 

Studying my features he shuts his eyes and lets out a long sigh of resignation. Dragging me to his warm chest he presses his lips against my forehead to grant me a caring kiss. "How can I ever say no to you when you look at me like this? If this is what you want for him as his mother then so be it. Tadeas can begin his official training next year."

"Truly? You will not change your mind?"

"No. I give you my oath."

"Thank you." I nuzzle into his chest with gratitude as our male forcefully yanks on my hairclip with a harshness that startles me. 

"Tadeas." Phobos snarls with scolding whilst prying his tiny hands off me but it does not stop him for he only tries harder to obtain it. Tadeas is very...persistent. If there is something he likes or wants he will stop at nothing until he holds it in the palm of his hand.

"He wants my clip, I suppose because it is shiny." I chortle whilst unhooking it from my head and presenting it to him. He immediately clutches onto it staring down at the clip with awe only to shove the plastic into his mouth and suck on it enthusiastically. 

"He truly is a peculiar male." Phobos smiles down at Tadeas with a keen fondness as he meets his father's gaze as though understanding that he is talking about him. My moon blessed raises his eyebrow in challenge only to lean down and take a big bite from his plump cheek as he oftentimes does with me earning a high-pitched squeal from the little one. Troublesome males.

"A peculiar male like you," I reply as I put on my winter attire and Phobos merely shoves his male further into his chest while shrouding him with his coat so he will be warm stuck to his father's body heat. "He will suck on your nipples you know?" I tease and Phobos visibly stiffens behind me.

"He is already at it. I wonder how he still has not understood that he will not find his meal in them?" 

"Perhaps he finds comfort from the action of sucking."

"Like I find comfort from suckling on your breasts?" He questions while shutting the cabin door behind us and my cheeks burn feverishly to his nonchalance when he talks dirty things. 

"Tadeas does it for comfort and you do it for pleasure. There is a difference." 

"Oh really? Well, I feasted on your milk just like him so I-" I slap my palm over his mouth shutting him up before he could continue and he grins wickedly down at me. 

"You better watch your words in front of our wolves, Alpha Phobos." I bare my teeth at him with a threatening growl and his smile widens even more his eyes darkening with a need that cages him. 

He gives me a terse bow and meets my eyes with a naughty promising regard that stirs me up further. "Of course, Luna Theia." 

"You do not want to be disciplined by me do you?"

"Oh but I do." He growls into my ear nipping at my earlobe his fingers tickling my sides and I laugh aloud working to get away from him. "Once we finish our duties for the day, I wish to take you and Tadeas into the wilderness."

"For what?"

"To show you our new home, one that I built for our family."