The Beast's Virgin Claim

Chapter 135: Howl Of Loss - Part【9】


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He bares his teeth at me and wraps his hand around my neck in forewarning, his Alpha pheromones exudes out of his pores to propel me to submit but it does not affect me. "You and I are done. I will stop loving you this instant and I will never give you my heart again." I scream out as my emotions take a hold of me.
"That is not up to you to decide. Your heart already belongs to me just like mine belongs to you and I have no intention of returning yours to you, Drahá. Play your immature games but I will not be a part of it." When he calls my pet name it does hold that fondness that it usually possesses but a bitterness that freezes my heart.
Resentment riles up within me as I without thinking twice hoist my right hand and slap his cheek my nails ripping into his flesh opening up a small wound. "You disgust me." I spit at his face and he closes his eyes his breathing harshening his claws elongating canines poking out his gums to indent his lower lip. When he opens his irate eyes and encounters mine, he shows me his conclusive decision. This will not end well for me.
"I had always known this, Theia. I have been too lenient with you." He says in a fear-instilling tone whilst sedately wiping my spit away from his face. "You show no respect to your male and your Alpha, this will be the last time I will allow you to lay a hand on me this way."
"Get out," I shriek as pictures of Moira kissing him ruin my mind killing me slowly.
"Without delivering your punishment? Not this time, you have gone too far with your immaturity and you will face my wrath tonight." He states as he unzips his pants extracting his cock and rapidly pumps it preparing it for entry. "You will quietly receive your punishment from me first and then I will clarify to you the difference between both of our actions so you can see for yourself who is the worst one among the both of us."
That was what he had conveyed to me several minutes before and now I kneel in front of him with my sore hands restrained behind my back over my tailbone. My face is ploughed into the pillow with his hand wrapped around my neck holding me in place as he brutally smacks into me from behind.
"Ah!" I cry out tears trickling out of my eyes to drench the pillow even more I do not remember how long I have been crying for. The pleasure of his inhumane fucking is intense as my body shamelessly reacts to him to his dominance. But I am unable to stand the bleeding of my heart for it knows that after tonight things will never be the same between us.
"I will rend that male piece by piece and feed his cock to him and you, my female will watch." He snarls into my ear and I whimper out aloud. He has never been this callous and insensitive with me before and I comprehend how my actions have damaged him. He feels my sin is incomparable to his but this I do not understand.
He hooks his arms over my thighs and hoists my ass even higher compelling my face further into the pillow so he can fuck me harder. He has cum in me multiple times I have lost count, he is not softening inside me either. My cunt is driving his seed out unable to contain any more of it for he is overfeeding it but he still brutally proceeds to punish me.

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"Why are you crying? Look how your cunt is milking me dry your body is expressing something else." He bullies me grunting out as his heavy balls pound severely against my pussy lips. This is not my Phobos, he would never do something like this. "You say I have transgressed against you but yours is incomparable to mine. You truly hurt me tonight, you wielded no knife but I felt a fucking blade puncture a hole straight into my heart when you let him kiss you and touch you that way, Theia."
My eyes find the dress he had admired on me earlier today which has been ripped into pieces and thrown away because Karel touched it. Phobos said he would burn it later on for the sight of it revolts him.
"Král." Drakho's deep voice calls out to him from outside the tent and I freeze.
"What is it Drakho? I am occupied I am carrying out a punishment." He replies casually driving deeper into me the sounds of his upper thighs clashing with the fleshy globes of my ass fills me up with humiliation for I know his beta can hear us.
"Vůdce wishes to speak with you, it is a pressing matter."
"Another urgency? Fuck, what is going on today?" Phobos has been swearing a lot today, he hates cursing but his anger has made him lose his mind. His clasp around my throat tightens as his cock bulges further inside me showing me he is close to release. Not even once did he satisfy me or circle my clit like he always did. As part of my punishment, I receive no pleasure except from his fucking.
Wrapping his left limb around my belly and his right around my shoulders he yanks me up so my back collides with his chest the both of us kneeling. He increases the speed of his pitiless barbarous fucking his lips on my throat, his eyes on my tear-stained cheeks and swollen eyes. I notice the first crack of his emotionless mask, he was taking me from behind so he could not see the severe pain I held in my eyes but now that he finally sees it, this bothers him. His jaw tenses and he tears his eyes away from mine unable to look at me anymore. I keep my mouth shut not allowing a sound of pleasure to slip out I will not give him that satisfaction.
His hot pants caress my throat and with one cruel thrust that has me whimper out, he spills spurts of his thick seed inside me continuing to move his hips until he has made sure my cunt has taken in every drop. When he finally lets me go I collapse wearily onto the soiled bedding breathing heavily my flesh smeared with sweat and his fluid.
Phobos cleans himself off any traces and wears his pants rising to his feet to attend to the matter at hand. Before he could exit the tent I whisper loud enough so he can hear me, "I despise you." This has him freeze in his path and I determine the perceptible tremors of his hands and body. My words have stung deep more than I expected for these were the very words that once he as a juvenile advised me to never say to him for it carries too much meaning.

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