Page 14 of Minotaur Bar (Minotaur Bar #1)

“Fuck, Havoc!”

I scream, his tip working itself into my pussy. I squeeze down around it, the natural resistance of me locking up not helping him in the least bit.

“Fuck is right! This is a fucking squeeze, red!”

We’re both panting and sweating as he pushes himself into me.

“Gods, are you ok?!”

“I’m… I don’t know!”

I admit. I slam my back into his chest, needing him to ground me. “Havoc,”

I whimper. His free hand that isn’t holding me up reaches for my face and caresses my jaw.

“Easy, red,”

he groans.

“I’ve got you.”

I nod against his fingers.

“Please don’t stop petting me.”

He doesn’t, touching every inch of my neck and jaw. It calms me enough to be able to breathe, relaxing me a bit. I squeeze his head with my inner walls, testing out the fit.

“Gods, fucking shit,”

Havoc complains as his eyes roll back.

“That’s enough to make me come right there.”

“Give me more,”

I grit out, lifting the camera again and training it on where our conjoined bodies are meeting for the first time. I pour more lube over my clit, the slick substance running down Havoc’s shaft. He removes his hand from my face and spreads it over himself. I can feel him pushing more of his cock into me.

“Breathe, red. I’m right here with you. You can do this, babe,”

he says encouragingly as I whimper, taking more of him. I nod, letting him know to keep going. He pushes in again, the video obscene as it captures my cunt spreading wide to accommodate his girth.

“Fuck, this is so hot,”

I cry as I stare at our bodies in the mirror.

“You look so good inside of me.”

“I fucking agree,”

he replies in a gravelly voice.

“You’re so fucking hot split over my monster cock. I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”

“Then get on with it, cookie. Fuck me like the minotaur you are. Take me like a fucking bull takes his conquest. Fuck me up, big guy,”

I purr, starting to work my hips over his ribbed shaft. I don’t know if he’ll be able to bottom out inside of me or not, but I’ve gotten used to the size and stretch enough to play with him.

“Oh, fuck, babe. Just like that,”

he moans, his nostrils flaring wide.

“You’re so good to me, Tess.”

“It’s mutual, Havoc,”

I whisper, capturing this moment for us to watch later on my phone. I’m sure the actual filming is going to be a mess, but the banter and love between us won’t mean any less.

“I’m halfway in,”

my big bull reports, sounding pleased with himself. I work my pussy over him a little faster, my legs spread wide as he helps me bounce on his length. Fuck, we look good together. My heart explodes as we make eye contact in the mirror and we both pause for a second, our love enveloping us in a giant hug that neither one of us needs to voice. We feel it, all-consuming.

“Keep going, please, cookie,”

I urge as I move my body again, my tits beginning to slap my stomach below as I gain more confidence in my pursuit. The ribbing is also doing its job, making my inner walls slicker.

“Fuck, it just keeps disappearing. I’m so fucking proud of you, red!”

he says enthusiastically. I know he is too. Havoc always makes me feel like what I do is appreciated. Whether it’s on the job or as his girl. He’s so fucking special. I’m the luckiest girl alive.

“Holy shit. I’m about to bottom out,”

he says incredulously.

“You’ve got me all the way in.”

“Fuuuuck, you feel so fucking good, cookie,”

I moan shamelessly.

“Now, fuck me like a monster. Give me all you got!”

“You got it, red.”

Buckin’ doesn’t even begin to describe what Havoc unleashes upon me. I end up dropping my phone and surrendering to his power as he fucks me raw, rutting into me in the purest meaning of the word. My tits and his balls are steadily smacking skin. I have to grit my jaw to keep from biting my tongue. He unleashes all the pent-up sexual tension we’ve been holding back from one another. His hand possessively grips my belly, his fingers digging into my ample flesh. I love to see the way he holds me. He’s not afraid to fuck me as the thick girl I am, loving every inch of my rolls, using my love handles as they were intended to be used. Fuck, he’s so fucking strong and masculine and beautiful. I close my eyes as an orgasm rips through me, my cries of pleasure filling the room around us.

“Fuck yeah, Tess!”

he yells right back.

“Let it rip, red!”

“Havoc!!!”

I scream, grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples for extra stimulation. I squirt all over his lap, soaking his thighs. He laughs out loud, loving every second of it.

“Atta girl, red!!!”

he shouts.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so fucking sexy. And all fucking mine!”

“Yes!”

I scream back, surrendering completely to my minotaur, losing strength from my orgasm. He pushes me forward so I’m staring at myself directly in the mirror, on all fours for my bull.

“Oh, shit, cookie. Fuck me up,” I demand.

A look of sheer dominance takes over his face as he smirks.

“Get ready to come again,”

he threatens as he begins to piston his hips into my body, my pussy his to own. He smacks my ass cheeks, alternating between the two as I open my mouth on a not so silent scream. I think I drool a little, completely undone by this bull and the pleasure he’s making me feel. And sure as shit, I moan into the carpet, coming over his cock again.

“You’ve never been fucked this good, have you, red? You were so primed for some grade A bull cock! Gods, the way you’re just creaming my dick, babe! Oh, fuck! Another one?!”

Havoc shouts as he talks shit to me.

“Just firing them off, aren’t you?”

Indeed, I am. I keep clenching around him, the sounds I’m emitting brutal in their intensity. I’m not even moaning; I’m groaning, full on grunting. It sounds like I’m having an exorcism. Maybe I fucking am!

Havoc picks up my phone and aims it down at where my ass is meeting his hips.

“Fuck, this is the prettiest sight, red.”

He drags himself out lazily before shoving himself back in.

“My fucking cock is covered in your cum. And I’m about to fill that pink pussy of yours for working so hard for my dick, babe.”

I nod, unable to form any words as Havoc fucks me hard and rough. I brace my fingers in the carpet and manage to lift my head enough to watch him in the mirror.

“There’s my girl,”

he coos, tears prickling my eyes.

“Cry for me, red. It’s ok to let it go, babe.”

My lower lip trembles as I sob, coming one last time as Havoc spurts his hot seed inside of me. I can feel my hole filling up with him and I’m proud. Proud to be the one that gets to hold part of him inside of me. I close my eyes and surrender to his warmth, his cum spilling down my legs as he finishes. He falls over my back, his snout rubbing my wet cheeks, my crying the only thing heard now.

I feel everything. Amazed at myself for taking that giant dick. Love for the beast who fed it to me. Elation at my growing relationship with Havoc. Extreme exhaustion and pain at what my body was just put through. The aftereffects of multiple orgasms. And sadness that at some point, he’s going to pull out of me.

But not yet. He lingers inside of me.

“You did so good, red. I love you so much. So fucking much. I don’t know how you captured my heart so completely, but I fucking feel so thankful for you each and every day, babe,”

he whispers softly. I nod my head in response. I can’t speak yet. I just bask in our energy, accepting his praise and the soft nuzzle of his nose on my cheek.

Fuck, I love him too. My minotaur. My soft spot. My everything.