The Beast's Virgin Claim

"You can?" I ask surprisedly peering down at my chest with a low frown lying amid my brows. I did not notice it when I studied myself in the mirror but then again nothing ever passes through those sharp eyes of his that discerns even the tiniest of detail.

"You know I am not the one to control your dressing, I will not tell you what to wear and what not to. But your breasts should be meant only for my eyes don't you think?" He asks hoarding the logs in a neat pile next to his feet, he has been making firewood from hewing the fallen trees to light up and warm the pack tonight after all the day of the celebration has finally arrived.

"It is not my breasts that you can see but merely the frame of my nipples. It is not a big problem. The females of our pack dress more...openly this is nothing."

Darkening blues rise up to clash with my own a stern look he gives me but no words escape his mouth. "I really wish to wear this dress, it would make me appear as a proper Luna at your side." I had already changed into several dresses showing him each piece so he could help me select which one would suit me best for the event. But among all, I prefer this the most for it compliments my figure.

"Come." He commands with a dominant tone that never fails to instantly moisten my cunt. I timidly saunter towards his heat taking slow cautious steps and when I am near enough he hauls me more closer to him in one firm tug. His ardent fingertips graze my uncovered shoulders and brush over the fragile straps that keep my attire from falling.

Phobos's wicked palms then glide down my sides over the thin satin to grip my curvy waist and I gasp placing my jerky hands over his bare muscular chest. I examine his healing tattoo, Vdce had made it look even more artistic and it looks marvellous on him. A symbol of his love for me.

"Do you not like it?" I ask softly appreciating the steady beats of his heart that speaks to me through vibrations from beneath my palms.

His eyes are anchored on the upper swell of my breasts and he does not seem pleased. Without another word, he simply bends down and encloses his lips around my areola to suck brutally on my right nipple over the flimsy material and I cry out with pleasure my eyes broadening by his unforeseen filthy antics. "Phobos," I whimper heatedly forcing my longing breast further into his devouring mouth and quake as I sense his sinful tongue savouring my erect nipple from outside.

My arms instinctively bind around his neck and I mewl in delight my toes curling inward when he shares his love to my left teat. His naughty canines bite and chew into my nipple and I tug him to me by his neck so that our cores encounter the other so that I can grind myself against his cock and seek release. It is always instantaneous with him the way I succumb to his wickedness, the way my pussy painfully throbs and aches pleading him to replenish my wet walls.

"Will you have me here?" I ask breathlessly panting into his ear my excited eyes browsing our surroundings. He can simply hoist me up over this tree trunk to fuck me and I will let him. When he does not answer me and makes no move to get into position my need and horniness consumes both my mind and body. He has ignited a raging fire within me that only he can kill.

I grip his wrist and force him down towards my cunt, I am not wearing anything underneath and he would meet my leaking pussy as soon as he enters through the barrier of my dress. "Phobos," I whine unashamedly when he refuses to meet my demand and fights against my hold.

With one concluding erotic lick of my nipple, he lets me go gently pushing me away rearward and I stare at him frustrated yet my breasts still possess the entirety of his attention. "Look down at yourself." He utters his voice low and throaty a hint of displeasure lingering in his sonorous voice.

I peer down at myself my cheeks flaring when I notice the two drenched spots over the dress right above my teats. What does he want me to see?

"Look how clearly your nipples protruding through your dress can be seen. Even the slightest breeze that grazes your bare flesh will awaken them. If I can see it well so will the other males."

"B-But this is because you-"

"I what?" He takes a step forward the tips of his lips tilting upward with an imperceptible hint of a teasing smirk and I take a faltering step backwards.

"You made me aroused," I murmur with crimsoning cheeks.

"I simply wanted to test my thoughts and it proved to be true. The dress you are wearing does not cover much but because you want to wear it today for the celebration let us make a deal."

"What deal?" I ask as he sweeps the pad of this thumb against my puffed ravaged teat and I stiffen under his touch. This unbelievable immobilizing power he has over me shall surely be the reason behind my downfall.

"I will permit you to wear this if you wear an outer jacket, something to cover your legs and definitely a bra." He rasps his eyes dilating as he does another sensual scan of my dress, he likes it indeed but not in a way that he wants to share with others how I look in it. "But with me wear this dress again and I will enjoy it in another way. In a more pleasureful way."

I exhale slowly the rhythms of my heart quickening to his smutty promise. "But I would look utterly ridiculous if I wear this dress that way. A coat will take away its beauty, if I were to wear pants or a skirt beneath that would make other females laugh at me. But I shall wear a bra though it would feel uncomfortable." My breasts feel so heavy and sore these days and wearing a bra irritates them, perhaps it is a sign that my next heat cycle is coming. Phobos considers my words for a few seconds as though he is working to understand my perspective.

"All right. I understand, you can do as you please then."

"Really?" I ask shocked that he backed down that easily.. This male always gets his way from me just like I do from him but I did not expect him to not fight me more on this until I yielded to his wishes.