Monte’s large hands roamed over her curves, caressing and kneading her flesh. Kiri arched into him, silently begging for more. She couldn’t get enough, addicted to the feel of his fur against her bare skin, his solid muscles rippling beneath her fingers.
Breaking the kiss, Monte gazed down at her with a tender expression. “I love you, Kiri. More than anything.”
Her heart swelled and tears pricked her eyes. “I love you too, Monte. So much it scares me sometimes, how swift and free that I fell for you.”
He brushed a lock of hair from her face. “Don’t be scared. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll always protect you and cherish you until the Moon Goddess claims me.”
Kiri smiled up at him, her fears melting away. This minotaur, who she once feared, had captured her heart so completely.In his arms, she finally knew what it meant to be loved unconditionally.
Kiri lost herself to the seductive dance of Monte’s lips and tongue against hers, passion flaring white-hot in her veins. She buried her fingers in his thick fur, hauling him impossibly closer, desperate to feel every hard inch of him pressed against her aching body.
Monte’s large hands slid down to grip her hips, his claws lightly grazing her skin.
Kiri gasped as Monte’s exploring hands found the sensitive spot at the small of her back, sending electric shivers up her spine. His touch was simultaneously gentle and demanding. She clung to his broad shoulders, fingers digging into his dark fur as the heat between them intensified.
“Monte,” she moaned breathlessly against his neck. “I need you... all of you.”
His deep rumbling growl reverberated through her body in response.
“Are you sure?” he asked, concern bleeding into his tone despite the lust that filled his eyes. His heated gaze roamed over her naked body with unrestrained hunger, as if he wanted to engrave the image in his mind.
“More than anything,” she whispered, reaching up to cup his cheek. “Just promise me we’ll take it slow.”
“I promise,” he vowed, his voice thick with emotion. “I would never hurt you, Kiri.”
A possessive snarl tore from Monte’s throat before his mouth crashed down on hers. Kiri welcomed his bold exploration, parting her lips to invite the sensual slide of his tongue against hers.
He mapped the curves and valleys of her body with his large, warm hands, igniting trails of liquid fire in their wake. He skimmed them over the swell of her breasts, tweaking thesensitive peaks until Kiri was writhing beneath him, silently begging for more.
Monte broke the kiss to blaze a path down the column of her throat, teeth and tongue and lips driving her to sweet madness. Kiri lost herself to the exquisite sensations, fingers tangling in his mane, holding him close.
Kiri pulled back, her chest heaving. She gazed up at Monte through desire-glazed eyes. “Sit down,” she ordered breathlessly.
Obediently, he moved to sit on the large, cushioned bench, his desire evident in the way hisstavstood proudly between them, swollen and glistening with precum. His heavy, fur-covered balls rested against the cushion, full and ready to burst with his seed. The thick shaft pulsed with each beat of his heart.
Kiri climbed atop him, straddling his muscular thighs. “I’m claiming my Mountain,” she declared with a seductive smile.
Kiri wrapped both hands around his engorged length, marveling at the heat and hardness. She began to stroke him firmly, working her way up and down his impressive cock. Monte’s cloven hooves stomped against the floor as his tail lashed the air, overcome by her sensual touch.
“I want to try to take you,” Kiri murmured, her voice husky with desire. She met his intense gaze. “I trust the enchanted bracelet. I want us to experience this pleasure together, as one.”
Her admission stirred something deep within her, igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both. She wanted him—all of him—and she refused to let fear stand in their way.
Monte’s breath came in harsh pants, his control rapidly unraveling beneath her ministrations. “Kiri...” He groaned, the single word laced with desperate longing. “Are you sure?”
As Kiri continued to stroke Monte’sstav,she marveled at the raw power contained within his muscular form, the sheer size of him both thrilling and intimidating.
She squeezed his pulsing shaft, relishing the scorching silk hardness in her hands and how scarily impressive it was. Gathering some of his precum in his hand, she brought it to her mouth and flicked her tongue across his essence, savoring the salty-sweet taste of his arousal. Monte let out a guttural moan, his fingers digging into the cushions.
Holding his fevered gaze, Kiri continued to pump her hands along his thickstav,stroking his desire to a fever pitch. “Let me love you,” she breathed against his parted lips. “Let me show you how much I need you too...” she whispered, her hazel eyes locking onto his. “Promise me, that if I say stop or if it hurts too much, you’ll listen.”
With a fierce growl, Monte vowed, “I swear it, Kiri. Your pleasure and safety have always been my priority.” Monte’s eyes blazed with desire as he gazed up at Kiri; their sincerity matched his voice, leaving her breathless. “Please, I need to feel you wrapped around me.”
Kiri continued stroking his thick shaft, spreading the glistening precum over his velvety skin as it poured freely over his soaked balls and onto the couch cushions. His needy display only added to her pleasure.
“Do you promise to let me take the lead?” she purred.
Monte nodded eagerly, trembling under her touch. “I swear, you’re in control. I’m all yours.”
