Page 17 of A Minotaur Tale

Asterion didn’t bother answering, instead, he leaned forward and pulled it into his mouth, sucking and toying with it until she arched against him. He released her only to show the other the same level of care and Cora couldn’t hold back the moan of desire that released from her lips.

“That’s the idea. Though, now you’ve given me another.” With a smirk, he snatched the mistletoe from her hand and wrapped his arms around her, lifting and pulling her until she was fully on the bed.

She giggled as she bounced down. When she opened her eyes, Asterion was unlatching the shoulder of his chiton. It fell off his shoulder and down to the ground to pool at his feet. Cora could hardly believe her eyes. Just as he’d said, and so constrained it was nearly purple, was Asterion’s cock. She’d expected it to be large, of course, he was so much biggerthan her, but she hadn’t understood the implications of their prior conversation.

Indeed, he’d lashed his cock to his leg, the bulbous head an angry deep purple. She frowned because it actually looked fairly painful, and she was annoyed on his behalf.

He chuckled. “It’s normally not like this. Usually, I am used to it, but today I think this situation is understandable.” Asterion grimaced as he unwound the length of leather, and his cock leaped back up to what she presumed was its normal position as soon as it was released.

Without the leather constraining it to his leg, Cora allowed herself to take in what he looked like. He was long and wide, with a prominent swell midway down his shaft. When he pulled foreskin back, Cora could see a glint of metal on the underside of his head.

He stood next to the bed, and Cora was certain that he was about to hold the sprig over his cock, it’s what she would have done of course, but instead he picked her up so that she straddled him and turned to lay on the bed. She sat atop him now, and the faint warmth of his shaft just barely teased at her ass. He dangled the mistletoe between them, as she had, and moved it so that it was over his mouth.

He was smiling when she bent over to kiss him, loving the soft expanse of his skin beneathher. He was lightly furred, with hair so short that it was barely detectable. It didn’t appear as if he would grow a beard as a dwarf might, but Cora liked that he was so different from everyone she’d ever known.

While they kissed, Asterion dragged the mistletoe up Cora’s arm, toying with her heightened feeling. He traced it across her back and around her neck, circled each breast, and when he teased it right above the golden curls of her sex, she was writhing with need.

“Well, I can hardly reach to kiss there,” she teased.

“No, but I can.” Asterion dropped the mistletoe over the side of the bed and grasped her thighs. With ridiculous ease, he lifted her forward so that her knees were on either side of his head, and her pussy hovered over his face.

“Now, it’s time formypresent, Sugar Plum.” His eyes left hers, drawn first to her cunt, and then closing in bliss when he settled her over him and inhaled.

Asterion didn’t bother with tentative licks, he dove straight in, sucking on her labia and licking up her slit as if every taste gave him sustenance.

“I really hope you like this, because I am going to want to eat this pussy every day,” he gasped against her.

Cora would certainly have no complaints because it was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Asterion licked and suckled, teasing her clit and lapping up every bit of wetness she produced as if it were the font of all that was good in the world. As if he wasn’t seeking her pleasure, but reveling in his own. Cora gasped and moaned, and it wasn’t long before she was rocking above him, grinding down onto his face to chase sensation.

Asterion tore himself away from her cunt, his face glistening. “Look at that pretty pussy. No wonder you like shells so much, with her perfect pearl, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He licked up the side of her folds, savoring her between words. “Now hold on Sugar Plum. Horns...”

Cora was only too happy to oblige. She wrapped her hands around his horns and Asterion let out the most delicious growl in response.

“Oh fuck!” Cora couldn’t hold back her cries. With her hands around his horns, Asterion sucked her relentlessly, demanding her pleasure as much as coaxing it.

When she neared her peak, Asterion concentrated his efforts on her clit, increasing his suction and humming. A shift of his hands was all the warning she got before Asterionflipped her onto her back. Suddenly, she was staring at the ceiling as Asterion thrust two of those thick fingers into her, curling them and lapping at her clit.

Cora bowed off the bed, every muscle in her body taut as her orgasm rippled through her. Like the waves that, had she concentrated, she could feel lapping at the shores of her mountain, so too did the pleasure that ran through her. Asterion eased her through it, prolonging her orgasm with each curl of his fingers.

When Cora lay limp and sated on the bed, Asterion pulled back, licking his lips and fisting his cock.

“Can I fill you now?”

“Please,” Cora mewled, lifting her hips toward him.

“You never need to beg me for anything, love. But, I have to admit you do look pretty doing it.”

He was true to his word and didn't make her wait. In a breath, his cockhead was nestled against her opening, already straining for entrance.

“You’re so big.” Cora wasn’t sure if it was a benediction or a complaint, but it was true. Taking him would be a trial, but she wantedhim inside her so desperately that she was prepared for whatever it took.

With slow, steady movements, Asterion eased himself into her, breaching her with increasing pressure. Getting past the wide lip of his head, brought relief just when she needed it, and allowed her to enjoy the bump of his piercing as it slid inside. The stretch of him was glorious, she’d never felt so full in all her life, not even when stuffing herself with two toys. He slid into her, and stopped at the thick swell of his shaft, panting as he checked in with her. “How are you doing, gorgeous?”

“Wonderful,” she breathed. It was a stretch, but shewasa nymph after all, and perhaps those stories about them being extra pliable were true because she probablyshouldhave been in pain, but there wasn’t even a twinge. There was pressure,somuch pressure, and it was overwhelming, but she’d expect having all your dreams come true to be overwhelming.

At first, he pumped in and out of her, gently working her onto the second swell of his cock. Cora moaned through it, each thrust breaking her open until she felt entirely exposed to him. Her mouth fell open and she keened. Asterion surrounded her, consumed her, and filled her to the brim. He leaned back on his knees, gaze fixed on where they were fused.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned. His hand flew to her stomach, twining one finger into her ring. “Look at you, wrapped in my chain, stuffed full of my cock.”