Page 41 of Minding the Minotaur
“It’s all we know,” I say softly. “You get to accept it after a while.”
“You didn’t,” she points out. “You came to Sparkle searching for answers.”
“And I found you,” I add softly. Our eyes hold, and I know I’m in over my head. I can only hope she’s feeling the same. That this is more than lust for her too.
I break the intensity before I blurt out my feelings. “C’mon, let’s go inside.”
Peg, a no-nonsense goblin and the nurse specialist who oversees this place, looks momentarily taken aback when me and Sammy walk up to the reception desk.
Hardly surprising. There’s no mistaking that my companion is human. And there aren’t many of them here, even on level one.
But Peg is a true professional and recovers in seconds. Besides, she knows I’m an anomaly here. Which is why my weekly appointment is scheduled when no other monsters are attending. Only a small handful of folks know about this project. Guess the humans don’t want word to get out that they use monster cum to assist their pregnancies. That kind of thing has the potential to cause unrest.
“This is Samantha, she’s kind of looking after me for a month,” I explain to Peg.
After they’ve exchanged greetings, Peg gives me a sympathetic look. “Otis did mention something about you being… incarcerated.” She whispers the last word like it’s the name of a nasty disease. “Sorry to hear about that.”
“Guess I deserved it,” I sigh. “But now of course, Sammy has to accompany meeverywhere.”I waggle my brows to emphasize my point, and luckily Peg twigs.
“Oh, yes.Everywhere.” She taps the side of her knobbly nose. Peg used to work on the lower levels, there won’t be much she hasn’t seen.
I lean nonchalantly on the counter. “Luxury room for two, please. King-size bed.”
“No such luck,” Peg snorts. “I’ll go and prep the room for an extra person, though. Take a seat.”
We sit down in the empty reception area. I side-eye Sammy and see her buttons pop open as she leans over and grabs a magazine. I’ve been fluffed up pretty much since last night—even the feel of the towel after I showered made my cock stiffen—but now, as I catch an eyeful of her lush breast in that black lace bra, I’m rock hard in seconds.
No denying it, I am going to explode when we’re alone together.
Soon Peg comes back and ushers us into the treatment room. “Not exactly five star, but I’ve shuzhed it up a bit,” she says gruffly. I notice she’s set up the plinth in the center, with two chairs next to it, two vials (each about the size of a pint bottle), towels, tissues. Lube discreetly placed next to the vials.
There’s a tiny little incense candle burning. The blinds are down. Soft music plays. Bless Peg’s goblin heart. She’s thought of everything.
Sammy and I look at each other.
“Sorry.” I smile ruefully. “It’s not the most romantic setting.”
As she starts to slowly unbutton her shirt, Sammy murmurs, “Well, let’s do our best to make it so.”
Watching her, my arousal goes from 0 to 100 in a millisecond. The zipper of my jeans is about to scar my cock for life, and my balls are like two swollen lead weights. In a flash, I’vetugged off my t-shirt and my jeans and thrown them aside. My boxers go next. My cock springs free, and Sammy sighs and reaches out a small hand, but I grit out, “Not yet, babe. Undress first. I wanna see all of you.”
Obligingly, she strips off her blouse and pants, then turns in her lacy undies and lifts her hair. With shaking fingers, I undo her bra. I reach round and cup her tits and they fall like ripe fruit, heavy into my palms. A perfect fit. She moans softly as I start to nuzzle around the nape of her neck.
Oh fuck, she feels so good.
She grins as she registers my hard-on grinding against her backside, then swivels round and immediately we’re kissing frenziedly, while my cock weeps pre-cum all over her belly. Then she kneels between my taut thighs and purrs, “This is a thank you for yesterday.”
Oh gods. I’m helpless. Totally at her mercy. Her face is bobbing between my legs as her fingers start to work up and down my cock, and we sure don’t need that lube because her hands slip and slide around in the copious pre-cum.
Shit. This isn’t going to take long.
“I wanna come between your tits,” I gasp, reaching for the vial off the bench.
With a low laugh, she rises on her knees and, leaning into me, sandwiches her tits around me and squeezes in some lube just for good measure.
And there I am, surrounded in heaven.
I arch back, clutching my cock and moving it between her pillowy flesh, gripping the vial ready in my other hand. I watch my cock head moving between her lush orbs, her nipples hard pink peaks of arousal. The lewd sound of my cock gliding in all that lube combines with her soft moans as she titty fucks me faster, harder. Her hair flies around her bare shoulders, and she looks like a fucking goddess. Biting her lip, she glances up at me to gauge my pleasure, her eyes midnight blue with her own arousal.
