Chapter 12
12
G ods, I’m such an idiot. Of course Ari is still sore. Our bodies weren’t made to fit together—at least not without a lot of practice and a fuckton of lube. But no, I just had to sh ove my dick inside her with zero prep like a mindless beast. Sure, she begged me to, and yes, I thought it was my only chance to feel her come undone around my cock, but that’s no excuse.
Guilt makes my stomach clench. I asked to be her daddy, and yet I failed the fundamentals from the start. No more. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right. Which starts with taking care of her tonight.
A low rumble of frustration at myself escapes me, and Ariana inhales sharply, but she follows my command, spreading her legs wide r. I forgo undressing the rest of the way, afraid that my fragile control over my desire for her will become even weaker if my dick isn’t trapped in my pants. Instead, I sink to my knees before her, supplicating myself at the altar of her sumptuous body.
She’s opened her legs, but not enough to keep her thick thighs from hiding her pussy from my view. I stroke my fingers up the sides of her legs, then dip in to her inner thighs and press her open wide enough that I can fit between them.
“That’s better,” I murmur, trailing my hands up to tease the edge of her flowery pink panties. The center of the delicate fabric is already wet and she whimpers as I idly trace the tip of my finger around the damp spot. “Mmm, this for me, baby girl?”
“Y-yeah. Just for you. Please touch me. I want to feel you inside me again.”
Fucking hell, she’s going to be the death of me. Flushed and breathless and already begging for my cock. The hot bar of my dick throbs in my pants, just as eager for what she’s asking for.
I press a kiss to her inner thigh and use the intoxicating scent of her arousal to drown out my own need. Focus on her. She’s what’s important. “You sound so good when you beg, angel. But I need to make sure I’m not going to hurt you.”
“I told you. I’m okay!” she whines, but I shake my head in warning to let her know she’s not winning this fight.
She squirms as I trail my mouth up her leg to the source of her heady scent. I indulge myself in this moment, letting myself savor how she fills my senses as I lick across the damp patch of her panties. Her taste explodes across my tongue—tart and ambrosial. Minotaurs don’t have fated mates or mate bonds like some other monsters, but we’re still possessive and covetous. We know when we’ve found something worth keeping for our own. And Ariana tastes like she’s mine .
Needing more, I quickly tug down her panties. My instinct is t o rip them off, but they’re too cute to destroy.
Her cheeks redden with more than arousal as I take a moment to gaze at her. “I should’ve shaved. Sorry! I’ll do it before next time,” she says, hands falling to cover herself in embarrassment.
I grab her wrists and ease them out of the way with a frown. “No.”
“No?” Her brow furrows in confusion, and I want to reach up and smooth her worries away. Gods, she’s just as clueless as I am sometimes.
“Ari, I’m a fucking minotaur with fur on most of my body. You think I give a shit about the cute patch of hair between your legs? Unless you enjoy being bare, leave it.”
“Oh. Duh.” Her mouth twists into a cheeky smile. “What if I want you bare?”
I laugh and gesture down at my furred torso. “I don’t think there’s enough body wax in the world to take on this job. Though, if it bothers you for real, I can always put my human glamor back up.”
She scowls at me. “No! Your human form is hot, but like this you’re…you.”
My heart flutters in delight at her words, and I grin at her like a lovesick fool. “Hmm, if you insist. Now, where was I before you interrupted me?”
“You were going to lick my—ah!”
Ari’s words cut off with a gasp as I waste no time in burying my face between her legs. With a tongue as broad as mine, there’s no room for finesse or precise teasing. I don’t lick her pussy—I devour her.
She’s so wet and warm, and I seek out as much of her honeyed arousal as I can get as she moans and brings a hand down to one of my horns to brace against my onslaught. “W-Wes…daddy, oh fuck. ”
“That’s it. Hold onto my horns and take what you need from me,” I rasp in between my insistent strokes against her clit.
She holds them hesitantly at first, but her grip tightens as she gets closer to her release. My dick is harder than steel at her taste, and the way her hips start to rock against my tongue is driving me to the edge.
“Oh! Just like that. Oh god, I’m gonna come, daddy,” she gasps, her thighs trembling beneath my grip with the tension of her pending release.
I let out a muffled groan of approval against her pussy, unwilling to stop what I’m doing and risk her losing her orgasm. She bucks and cries out, and I feel her clit pulse against my tongue as she crashes over the edge. It’s so fucking delicious and perfect, I feel like I could come from even the smallest touch.
I lick her through her orgasm, only letting up when she tugs at my horns with a whimper of protest. She beams down at me, face and chest washed with a pretty pink as she tries to catch her breath.
Now that she’s more relaxed from her release, I place a finger against her entrance and slide it in slowly. “How does that feel, baby?” I ask, watching her expression for any sign of pain.
“Mmm, good. I want you inside me, daddy.”
I’m not convinced yet, even though by cock is screaming at me to listen to the woman begging for my dick. I remove my finger and circle her clit, then add another. When I press inside her wet channel, she winces.
“Tell me again how you’re fine?” I ask with a frown, removing my fingers as gently as possible so I don’t cause her more pain.
She frowns back at me, her legs falling closed as I ease back. ‘Okay, fine . It hurts. But I want to do this. I can handle some pain.”
“This isn’t the kind of pain you mess around with, baby girl. I tore you by shoving my dick inside you without the proper prep, and that needs to heal.” I swallow down the lump of shame building in my throat. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I was irresponsible and I won’t do that again.”
She shoves against my shoulder. “Dude, I begged you to fuck me. If anyone is at fault, it’s me. I couldn’t give up the chance, and I…” Her voice lowers into a whisper, like she’s confessing a secret. “I thought it’d never happen again, so it’d be worth the pain.”
It’s a miracle we were able to get past our mutual insistence that our attraction was one-sided. I hate that our skewed perceptions ended in her getting hurt.
I stroke her thighs in reassurance. “I was scared it was only that once, too, which is why I gave in. But now we know that it’ll happen many, many more times. There’s no need to rush.”
Now that we’ve confessed our feelings, now that she’s here spread before me like the most sumptuous dessert, I make an oath to myself that I’ll do everything in my power to never hurt her again—physically or emotionally. Barring any mutually agreed upon pain play. Speaking of which…
“Do you want me to fuck you tonight because you’re into the pain, baby?”
Ariana shakes her head slightly and sighs. “No. God, why do you always have to be right? I was being a horny idiot. I like when you spank me, and I think I might like other things along those lines, but stretching out my pussy after last night’s abuse isn’t my kind of pain.” She pauses and gives me an assessing look. “Why? Are you into pain?”
I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face. I know she asked the question flippantly, but it makes my cock pulse with unfulfilled need. “I don’t mind pain. Anyone who gets their dick pierced has got to be at least a little masochistic. Do you want to hurt me, angel?”
Her eyes grow comically wide. “No!” As the shock of my question fa des, her surprised expression shifts into a smirk. “Though sometimes when you’re being a turd, I imagine smacking you. But that’s from sheer frustration, not horniness.”
“Hah, noted. If you ever get curious, let me know. Not just about that. Anything that goes through that kinky brain of yours, we can discuss it. I want you to get whatever you need.”
She bats her eyelashes at me, and I get lost in the sparkling jade of her eyes. She’s so damn beautiful. “ Whatever I need?”
I’ll give her the world if she’ll let me. She already has my heart, even if I can’t tell her that yet. “Yeah, Ari.” My voice sounds hoarse as I answer her. “Anything you need— sincerely need and aren’t just doing because you’re anxious or you think you ‘should’.”
She takes a few seconds to process my answer, opening and closing her mouth multiple times before speaking. Shit, I hope I’m not coming on too strong.
When she finally gets her words out, all my fears crumble to dust. “What if… what if I just need you ?”
My heart swells, threatening to explode from joy. Precious, adorable, amazing Ari. How did I get so lucky to have her say something like that to me?
Needing an outlet for my overwhelming emotion, I surge forward, grabbing her under her legs, and lift her up. She gasps into my kiss as I claim her lips, desperate to show her that she has me. I hold her in my arms, relishing the way she clings to me with equal fervor.
Gods, if only I’d known she felt the same way. We could’ve been doing this for months already. I need to claim every kiss, every touch, every orgasm that I missed out on giving her.
“Wes,” Ari pants between frantic kisses, rocking her hot, wet core against my stomach.
“I’ve got you,” I rasp, sett ing her down on the bed, and making quick work of my pants and underwear, before joining her. I kiss my way up her lush stomach, loving the give of her hips as I knead my fingers into them possessively. When I settle my hips over hers, caging her in with my arms as I hold my weight up from crushing her, she lets out a shuddering exhale that I’ll hear in my dreams.
“I’m okay, you can?—”
I cut her off with a forceful kiss. “Hush, baby girl. That’s not happening until you’re healed. I’m gonna tease your little clit with my cock until you can’t stand it any longer. Then, when you’re begging for me to let you come, I’ll use my mouth on you.”
She gasps as I punctuate my words with a rock of my hips, sliding my cock against her. “What about you? I can suck you off, daddy.”
I groan into her neck, my cock weeping pre-cum at the thought. “No need. I love your perfect mouth, but I’m going to bust as soon as I get a taste of you again. Just lie back and let me give you what you need.”