CHAPTER#74

She stepped in between Asterion's thick arms and pulled them around her shoulders. "I like how you feel." It wasn't even meant as an endearment--the sun had warmed his fur to the point where he gave off heat like an electric blanket. Finding a pocket of warmth in the cold shadows of the cliff made her smile, and she turned around and pushed her hips back into his.

He said nothing, one hand settling on her hip bone and squeezing. He lowered his weapon and set it against the rocks behind them. While not much of a conversationalist, this was one message that he received loud and clear.

Closing her eyes, she reached over her shoulder and stroked the tight flesh along his jawline. It was covered in thin, coarse hair that made a bristling sound when she rubbed it. His free hand moved up to her breast and squeezed it from beneath. She covered his hand with hers and urged him to squeeze even harder.

I wonder if Mike would squeeze my breasts like this.

The stray thought made her eyes pop open. She looked down at the thick fingers toying with her breast from beneath. Thick veins stood out beneath Asterion's skin, but his grip was gentle. She guided him, putting her hand on top of his, and moved his fingers up toward her nipples. He pinched them, sending a jolt of arousal straight down her spine and into her hips.

She closed her eyes once more.

"Yessss," she hissed. His stiffening cock pushed into the crease of her ass, and she rolled her hips up and down, stroking him through the fabric. She reached back to push his loincloth aside, allowing his thick member to hang free, then pushed it up against his belly so she could pin it between them.

He snorted, a hot puff of air hitting her neck. She melted into him, her hips moving to a song that only she could hear. Asterion's other arm circled her waist, pulling them together. As she swayed, she pressed her thighs together, the fabric of her panties bunching just enough to press her labia together.

"Mmh." She moved her hand along Asterion's muzzle down to the thick muscles of his neck and pulled, going up on her tiptoes. Her ass rubbed up and down the minotaur's thick shaft and a throaty moan escaped his lips as it responded to her attention.

The arm around her waist tightened. She let go of the hand at her breast and ran her fingers along the thick muscles in his forearm. Through the dense fur, she could feel slight imperfections, scars from a past full of fighting off intruders. She leaned forward, using the sudden space to lift up her skirt and hook a thumb through the band of her panties. Off they came, and she opened her eyes to toss them casually to the stones nearby.

She missed. Instead of coming to a rest on the rocks, they tumbled into the small pond and floated there for a few moments. The dark lace at the top disappeared first, and once the water soaked its way through the white cotton, they disappeared beneath the surface.

Well shit. Beth didn't think they'd float down the river, so made a mental note to retrieve them before they left.

"Keep holding me," she told him, leaning forward again and grabbing his thick, meaty shaft. She moved it to the side, sliding the wet head of his cock along her buttcheek. Moving it inward, it was now placed between her legs, his dick sticking out a few inches and creating a bulge beneath her skirt.

He snorted, and she grabbed the head of his large cock through the thin fabric of her skirt. A small wet spot appeared almost immediately, and she teased him through the fabric, the warmth of his dick now radiating along her inner thighs. He leaned back and her toes left the ground when he flexed his shaft.

A flood of heat rushed to her labia as she was now balanced on his shaft alone. Grabbing his glans, she tugged it upward and then leaned forward, her clit now rubbing solidly along the top of his cock.

A gasp escaped her lips. Asterion moved the arm around her waist, his hand sliding over her stomach. He parted his fingers into a V and moved them so he could press on her labia while also squeezing his own cock.

Another round of liquid heat flooded her belly, and she put her hand on top of his, pushing in on his fingers so that they were now pinned between her thighs. Sliding back and forth, she could feel him getting hot and sticky from her own juices.

She slid forward far enough that the head of his cock rested directly against her swollen clit. Asterion held her there for a moment, and she could feel the strong pulse of his heartbeat through the steady throbbing of his large dick.

Could I feel Mike's heartbeat this way?

Beth shook her head, chasing the thought away. Why was he popping up in her thoughts like this?

She wiggled her hips and Asterion's bulky dick slowly pushed aside the folds of her pussy, spreading her open. He let go of her waist and grabbed her upper arm, giving her more room to maneuver while keeping his hand on her breast for support. His large stature had given her the ability to chase down several of her own sexual fantasies, and she had worked hard to communicate these desires to the minotaur. He knew now to hold still, to wait for her to adjust to his immense girth.

"Oh fuuuuck."

The head of his dick pushed her open, but didn't enter. She needed several breaths of air to psyche herself up for the next step, because it would happen suddenly. Biting her lower lip, she took a deep breath and then let it out, leaning forward to create a better angle for penetration.