"Spread your legs, Theia."
Gulping tensely I abide by his command parting my legs to his tempestuous eyes. His dominance over his pheromones which steamily leaks from each of his pores is truly mouth-watering.
Just his thick thumb he inserts into my panties as my breathing grows to beco unsteady and when he thrusts hard against my swollen aching clit a full moan of euphoria is shalessly released from my open mouth and he watches it all. From the provocativeness of my expression, the bounce of my breasts to the way I stir my cunt further onto his indecent thumb.
Slow deliberate circles he comnces as I plant my forehead upon his shoulder my hips buckling to the felling of his finger on the most sensitive part of my body.
"Hold harder. Like this." He groans straining my hand to clutch him more roughly as my pumps hasten and harshen simultaneously. He likes it the way I jerk him off.
The beast opens his mouth wide to gorge my right breast my entire areola and my nipple disappears into his hole the tip of his slippery tongue lapping up and flicking my sensitive bud whilst he lightly pinches my clit with his fingers.
I wl like a female in heat my hips continuously grinding over his knee bone which he raises and lowers to produce a thrusting motion to satisfy my pulsating needy pussy. He gives pleasure from every part of my body.
"Theia." He grunts setting his forehead against mine as my strokes get faster his cock growing fuller in my hands telling how close he is to his release. We cannot seem to last for a long ti this way, just a few minutes of stroking each other has us at the finish line.
He coils his hand within my locks yanking closer to his face his canines out sunk deep into his lip as his lower body jerks upward leaving the softness of the mattress.
His knee stabs faster and harder onto my sodden pussy his thumb circling my clit at a brisker pace as a faint scream of delight leaves my throat. My left nipple is snugly caught by the predator's mouth as he bites into the tender flesh only to return and suck it releasing the nub with a loud pop. "Phobos I-I am-" I am unable to my sentence for never in my life have I encountered such imnse bliss.
Together we reach rupture as one Phobos frees spurts of thick white sen all over his belly whilst I ooze upon his knee that never for even a second paused thrusting onto my cunt. My bodily fluid trickles his leg but he does not mind as we both take in deep breaths our eyes tied coming down from our high.
Next ti I want to feel him inside . This is not enough I am not satisfied.
My male extracts his hand from my panties hoisting it to his lips licking his fingers clean tasting my nectar his eyes locked with mine. "Desert." He states as I hit my closed fist on his chest playfully to which he rely lets out a crisp laugh.
Lifting my palms towards his flesh I hold his face in my hands thumbs massaging his temples as his body slackens and with a sigh of contentnt he relaxes with my touch. My finger sinks onto his lower lip tugging it down as he does with a need to kiss him erupts into flas within .
The last ti we kissed I was eighteen I wonder how we never tasted each other's mouths after that. In my mind, it seed as though our lips caressed the other plenty of tis but thinking about it now Phobos has never kissed since he claid as his back in my old pack.
His eyes are locked he is relishing in my touch enjoying it which supplies with the perfect opportunity to devour his mouth. Mustering courage I timidly dip forward my globes set on his two fleshy red pieces of at partly opened for to ram my tongue in.
An inch remains between us and as I try to close it his eyes snap open staring straight at in shock he promptly aims his face away from my erging mouth his chest heaving rashly breath harshening. Confusion strikes as I frown scrutinising his antics. This is the second ti he has done this when I tried to kiss him and this fact bothers .
Fury with this male consus . Is he playing gas with ? Grasping his face overpowering him into position I launch my mouth closer to his once more only for him to spin to the other side. Not losing determination I redo my action over and over again with him a tug of war I give birth to between us only to be steadily denied and with each trial, he had begun to get further and further infuriated. Enraged because I wish to kiss my male.
Why? Why won't he kiss ? Why is it every ti my lips near his a look of revulsion crosses his features as though he wishes to retch?
What am I to this male? How can he treat his moon blessed this way? I-I do not understand how he never fails to rip apart my heart with his reckless ruthless actions.
"Enough, Theia. I do not wish to kiss you." He declares with annoyance ultimately losing his patience with shoving my hands away from his face. I always knew in a way I suppose...how he truly deems of on the inside. Sullied, used, without virtue.
Despite Lumina directing to speak with him about certain matters of my past I rely denied it thinking he had overco those assumptions of for Phobos showed in many ways how much he treasured . In a matter of three months, he had sowhat reverted to the male he once was in a way and opened up to , took care of . It was like we were the female pup and male juvenile once again.
Actions speak louder than words in a relationship they say but in our case, I do not know which to believe. My heart...it aches.
As he moves to eventually face now having revealed his feelings. Ocean blues broaden when they regard the anguish of my features my red tear-stained cheeks, my quivering lips that strive to restrain my heavy sobs and my quaking body. He perceives what his words have done to .
"No, I-" He springs up quickly scrambling to reason with hoisting his hand to stroke my cheek only for to reflexively dodge his cruel touch to fasten my dress and unmount his body. I slip out of his room wordlessly without another glance. "Wait Theia." He frantically calls after grappling to flee the bounds of his bed tossing the blankets away following like a lost pup.
Entering the sanctuary of my chamber I slam the door shut on his guilty face locking it not permitting him to speak with . He is guilty for he has made cry again.
Weakly I climb onto my cot dragging the covers over my head I weep faintly beneath his shielding do clutching onto my chest wishing my touch would alleviate the intolerable pain he has induced. "Theia. Open the door." He urges tenderly accompanied by a few brisk light knocks which I coldly neglect.
Moira told to understand you, to give you ti to realise my emotions. To talk with you and solve problems rather than running away. But how can I do so when I witnessed the truth of how you find first hand?
Tell Phobos. How can I when you find so undeniably distasteful?
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