Chapter 6
6
M y spent cock twitches with interest as Ariana drags a finger through the cum coating her tits. Her tank top is ruined, and I’m thankful that her sweatshirt and leggings were tossed far enough away to not be in the splash zone.
I hold still, not wanting this moment to end. I want to lay her down and feast on her cunt again as she holds my horns, then stroke inside her until she’s so well-fucked that I have to carry her out of here. I’d drive her back to my place and dote on her like I promised. A vision of her soaking in my tub while I massage her scalp floats through my mind. It’d end with me massaging other parts of her as well, but it’d all be part of how I want to spoil her.
“Uh, you okay there?” Ariana asks, and I shake myself out of my reverie.
“I’m great,” I say in a husky croak, then clear my throat and try again. “I’m great. Should probably get you cleaned up though, if you don’t want to get stuck here with a horny minotaur all night.”
She chuckles. “That doesn’t sound too bad. Teach that receptionist a lesson for being a creep.” Her teasing expression drops and she scrambles to pull her top back up to cover her breasts, despite the mess covering them. “Oh fuck, do you think he watched us?!”
A rumbling growl builds in my chest at the thought. “If he did, I’ll rip his balls off and feed them to him,” I say loudly to the room in case there’s hidden monitoring. Fuck, I should have thought of that. I don’t give a shit about some loser seeing my cock, but Ariana’s sweet body is only for those who she deems worthy of looking at it.
I reach out a hand to help her up from the floor and keep her steady as she slips her leggings back on. She’s tugging her sweatshirt over her head when the dim lights in the room flash, giving us a five minute warning. I could’ve sworn we’d been fucking for hours with how lost I got in her, but I guess not. Shit, I’m going to have to work on my stamina for next time.
If there even is a next time. I don’t know what Ariana wants. Maybe this was just a moment of pleasure and forbidden fun. I can’t say it’d be the first time that happened to me. Gods, I hope she wants more. Even if she just wants to be fuck buddies, I’d take it. Anything to have more of the bliss I experienced tonight, knowing that she wanted me and having the chance to touch her.
“Oh damn, we still could win this thing!” Ariana exclaims excitedly. She rushes over to the pillar and presses the symbols and this time they work, causing the pillar to glow. “Ahh, yes!!”
I frown at the pillar. I’d bet money that the receptionist kept it from activating properly, because that’s exactly what she’d been doing before. He either really wanted to play matchmaker or he’s a pervert who wanted to jerk off watching us fuck. For my sanity, I’ll pretend it’s the former. It is Valentine’s Day—maybe he has some kind of cupid complex?
The glowing coalesces at the base of the pillar and a hatch slides open to reveal a key. A lump rises in my throat at the thought of leaving this space. When we open that door, will reality come crashing back in?
“Come on!” Ari shouts, swiping the key and grabbing my hand to tug me back to the passage we crawled through.
She dives inside and I suppress a groan as my cock twitches at the sight of the hole in her leggings and her cute ass in front of my face as I follow. She offers me a hand up when we get back to the first room, and the sweet gesture makes butterflies kick up in my stomach.
I laugh as she rushes to the exit, letting out a string of expletives as she fumbles with the key in her hurry. I join her and place my hand over hers to steady it. She smiles up at me over her shoulder and together we put the key into the lock and it turns.
The door swings open to reveal the plain hallway. “We did it!” Ariana exclaims.
“ You did it, baby girl,” I say, smiling down at her.
She startles me as she reaches up to tug me down, pressing her lips to mine. She pulls back, face flushed. “Sorry! I don’t know if that’s weird for you, but I’ve been wanting to kiss you for so long.”
“If it’s not weird for you to kiss me without my glamor, it sure as fuck isn’t weird for me. Kiss me again,” I say in a deep command.
“O-okay.” Her eyes flutter closed as she raises up onto her toes, and I bend to meet her halfway. Her plush lips feel perfect and I press against the seam of her mouth with my tongue. She sighs and opens for me, our tongues tangling together for a divine moment before she breaks the kiss.
“Too weird?” I ask.
“Not at all! Just weird enough,” she says with a giggle. “I just realized that there may be people around who don’t know minotaurs exist, so we should either close the door or you should come out here so your glamor can work.”
I nod and step out into the hallway with her, a tingling wave of magic washing over me as my glamor reappears. I tug Ariana to my chest and kiss her hard, now that I have more lips to work with. She gasps, then returns the kiss with equal fervor.
Someone nearby clears their throat. “Uh, sorry to interrupt, but I’d like to close up.”
I reluctantly pull away from the kiss to glare at the reedy blond receptionist, who braces like I’m going to hit him.
Ariana wraps her arms around herself self-consciously and I step in front of her to shield her from view of the creep. “We’ll leave when we’re ready to.” I say as calmly as possible.
The receptionist winces. “Of course, uh, yeah. I was just hoping to get home before midnight…”
I dig out my phone to check the time. 11:45 . Holy shit, we were in there for almost three hours. I mentally pat myself on the back that my stamina is as good as I thought.
I place a hand on Ariana’s back and we head out of the building into the chilly night air. Our cars are the only ones left in the parking lot, lending to the tension between us as she turns to look at me.
She gives me an awkward smile and my heart sinks. “Uh, that was an…interesting night, wasn’t it?” She forces a laugh and looks down.
“Right. Interesting,” I reply, internally warring with myself about what to say. Should I pretend that it didn’t mean anything? Does she want me to pretend it didn’t even happen? Gods, how could I even do that? I can’t do that.
“Well, goodnight,” she says with forced cheer. Fuck, I have to do something. If I let her get in her car without saying something, I’ll never have another chance with her. I know Ariana. She won’t let me in again. I might embarrass myself by hoping for more, but that’s better than not trying.
“Go to dinner with me!” I say, my too loud voice ringing out in the silent night air.
She laughs dismissively. “It’s a little late for dinner.”
“Not tonight. Tomorrow. Or any night that works for you. Please, Ari. I want to take you out.”
She doesn’t say anything for a moment, and all my hopes and dreams for us plummet to their fiery death. But then her lips twist into a wry smile. “Okay, daddy. But you have to promise you won’t spank me at the table if I misbehave.”
My heart feels like it’s going to explode out of my chest with elation, and I laugh. “I can do that. But you have to promise that you’ll come back to my place for your punishment if you’re bad, baby girl.”
She beams back up at me, emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. “Deal.”