“I’m going to keep you forever,” Hiero said, echoing my own secret desires as he collapsed on the bed beside me and dragged me into his arms, his cock still throbbing inside me like a second heartbeat.
I wanted to tell him that hecouldkeep me—if he kept his promise to cherish me, I’d happily be his—but I held my tongue. His infatuation with me would fade, just as it had with every other lover I’d had before him. What started out as exciting eventually turned into “too much.”
But for now, at least, I could indulge in the fantasy.
“Where would we put all those pups?” I said loftily while glancing around his one-room apartment. It would soon be overrun.
“I have land. I’ll build you a house with a big bedroom and a balcony overlooking the mountains where you can sip your morning tea. A big yard where our pups can run wild and a garden to grow all your favorite foods.”
“And fields of clover,” I said because that was my sweet minotaur's favorite food.
“Green pastures as far as you can see and a cold-water creek for skipping stones and cooling off in the summertime and trees for climbing and the stars above to gaze at while we make love.” He pushed my braid aside and kissed the back of my neck. “How does that sound to you, my darling?”
“Sounds like a dream.” My eyes burned with a fresh round of tears, afraid to admit just how much I wanted it. A home filled with the sounds of laughter, the chance to give to our children the love and affection my parents were unable to give to me, and my strong, capable minotaur taking care of me. “Would you still be my Daddy?”
“Absolutely, and if your needs change, I’ll do my best to adapt.”
It sounded like the promises of a clear-headed man, but we were still in post-coital bliss, and hadn’t past lovers promised me things as well? Commitment and fidelity, a house we could call our own?
What would it look like to be truly committed to Hierophant Wolfsbane? I’d never have to return to Emrallt Valley, for one, or pretend to be someone I wasn’t. I could stay here as an honorary member of the Wolfsbane clan, help Hiero run his business. We could start a family together…
“Think about it,” Daddy said at my prolonged silence. “Now roll over and let me see the damage.”
I turned onto my stomach and stuck out my rear-end. My nerves were still humming, though my ass cheeks ached as my hole expelled his cum in fits and spurts. My lip was torn and bleeding, thanks to my own doing, and there were bruises and hickeys all over my body. The hair he’d so carefully plaited was now completely undone.
“Gorgeous,” he said at last.
A small smile formed on my lips because this was exactly what I’d always wanted but could never have, and I wasn’t going to worry about how long it might take for him to tire of me but enjoy it for as long as it lasted. The greedy part of me would gladly take it. Just when I was in danger of saying something heartfelt, we were interrupted by a loud banging on his apartment door.
“That’d be Frito,” Daddy said. “Do you want to cover up or would you like him to see you like this?”
The bed was the centerpiece of the large room with no screens to shield it from the apartment’s entrance. The bed sheets were wet with cum and sticking to me in places with more of it smeared across my body. Did I want Frito to see me freshly fucked and fully wrecked?
“Would he mind?” I asked.
“He’s one of the friends who’d like to watch,” Daddy said.
I nodded, waiting to see if he might actually follow through. My minotaur strutted naked to his front door, and I admired the muscles in his buttocks and thighs, flexing with every step. Meaty calves, wide, solid feet, hairy legs that made him more manly in my eyes. His whip-like tail swished with what I now knew to be satisfaction, and his broad, muscular back and rounded shoulders flowed into two strong arms with thick, bulging biceps. His belly was muscled but round, and his cock, mostly flaccid, made my mouth water and my hole ache.
And this man had offered to build me a house?
Hiero opened the door and allowed Frito to step inside before closing it behind him. The shifter’s eyes slid past his cousin's nakedness and landed on me, eyes flickering over me like a serpent’s tongue.
“Thought I heard wailing,” Frito said, not so slyly adjusting his dick, his dark eyes never leaving my body. “Enid wants you both to come down. It’s human night and the baris packed with customers talking about tax write-offs and chiropractors.”
“We’ll be down after I get Skylar cleaned up.” Daddy turned to watch me as well, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips, a look of pride on his face. He didn’t make any excuses for the state I was in, but seemed to revel in his conquest, which was as freeing as it was arousing. “Ass up,” Hiero said, so I got on my hands and knees and spread my wings so Frito could see Daddy’s handprints on my pale skin and his seed streaked across my thighs.
“Good boy,” Daddy said, and I shivered from the praise.
“Fuck, Hiero, that’s obscene,” Frito said. “You need to bring him to our next VIP Night and lock that shit down.”
Hiero chuckled. “Don’t I know it.”
Warmth fluttered in my stomach and my cock tingled with arousal. Licking his lips, Frito nodded once more at me before heading back downstairs. After closing the door and locking it, Daddy rejoined me in the bed.
“Did you like that?” he asked, stroking his hand along the base of my wings, a highly sensitive place that required a lot of trust on my part to allow.
That little scene would have been a scandal where I was from, maybe even a crime. “Yeah, I liked that. He didn’t seem phased at all, nor did you.”
