Page 23 of Minotaurs and other Magic

“Last chance,” Rohan said.

Nate’s heartbeat quickened. “It’s not going to fit.”

Not today, anyway, but he could work up to it.

Rohan laughed, that low rumble that now made Nate’s toes curl against the wood floor. “I never said I was going to fuck you. Not yet, anyway.” He pushed the robe off Nate’s shoulders, and it slid to the floor, leaving him naked.

This was very different from being naked in the bath.

This time, Rohan intended to do a lot more than look. And so did he. He wasn't tied to the bed, and his hands were free.

“Humans are more delicate than vampires and elves,” Rohan finished as he stripped off his own robe and cast it aside.

Nate dropped to his knees and glanced up. Once again, he was struck by Rohan’s size. The minotaur towered over him.His thick thighs bracketed his cock, which bowed under its own weight, reaching for Nate’s mouth as though it wanted to be licked.

He ran his tongue around the head and over the slit. Yeah, it wasn’t going to fit in his mouth, but that wasn’t going to stop him from trying. With one hand, he stroked the shaft, and with the other, he cupped Rohan’s heavy sac. Memories of cum splashing onto Rohan’s chest filled his mind.

The thick white strands as they’d landed on his chest…

Rohan’s fingers threaded into his hair, cupping his head as he licked and sucked on the head. “Do you want a taste?”

Nate nodded, lapping at the slit.

Rohan gripped his cock, his fingers wrapping all the way around as he gave himself two firm strokes. Pre-cum beaded out of the tip. Nate lapped it up as Rohan watched.

“If we had more time, I would let you continue until I came. I want to see you swallow everything I spill.” He gave himself another stroke. “From the moment you sat at my feet, I have wanted you like this.” He held Nate’s head as he pressed the head of his cock into Nate’s mouth.

With his jaw stretched wide and his head held tight, there wasn’t anywhere for him to go. And there was nothing he could do. He made a noise as he stared up at Rohan.

The minotaur’s eyes were dark with lust. He gave his cock another couple of strokes, and pre-cum spilled onto Nate’s tongue.

“That’s it. Swallow. And I’ll let you go.”

He did—what else was he going to do—and Rohan released him, his cock slapping the side of Nate’s face. Rohan smiled, then reached down and picked him up.

Nate let out a gasp, not used to being thrown around with such ease. But before he could draw breath, Rohan sat on the sofa, positioning Nate on his lap with his legs spread. Rohan’scock rose up in front of him. Dark and ruddy, the head slick with spit. For one heartbeat, all Nate wanted to do was attempt to sink onto it, even though it would be a monumental mistake.

Rohan wrapped his arm around Nate’s chest, holding him close as if to stop him from doing something stupid. Then he wrapped his other hand around both dicks and stroked, giving Nate a front-row seat to the show.

“Mmm. You look good spread out like this.” Rohan moved his legs apart, spreading Nate’s thighs further.

Something tickled the back of Nate’s upper thigh and he flinched.

“Tail,” Rohan said as he pinched Nate’s nipple.

Rohan’s tail traced over his ass cheek, finding his crack and then his hole. Nate drew in a breath as the tip of Rohan’s tail teased his rim. Rohan’s hand swept over the head of his cock, swiping up the leaking pre-cum and slicking his strokes. He adjusted his grip so Nate was barely being touched.

Nate reached down to help.

“Put your hands around my neck.”

Nate hesitated, and Rohan pinched his nipple again.

“Ow.” He squirmed but couldn’t escape.

“Hands.”

“Fine.” Nate lifted his arms and held the back of Rohan’s neck, the ends of his hair brushing his fingers, but Rohan didn’t adjust his grip. He teased the head of Nate’s cock with his thumb but offered no relief. Nate rocked his hips, desperate for more, his cock sliding against Rohan’s much larger one. Watching Rohan slide his hand over his cock, while his tail tormented his hole was almost too much.

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