Page 14 of The Minotaur's Motivation

Everything suddenly shook, including me, as the loudest roar I had ever heard rocked through the infirmary.. The sound of metal bending and then tearing echoed through the room. Before I could turn around to see what was happening, he was there, and his arms were around me. I spun and buried my head into his chest, sobbing hard. Cam squeezed me tight and whispered soothing noises into my ear.

"You are safe, my love. I will keep you safe. And I will kill them all. No one will hurt you now. Not while I breathe."

I felt myself relax in his arms and let the tears flow. Tears for my parents, the sisters who wouldn’t speak to me and myself. I cried for all the fear I had lived with. Finally, I felt safe, here in this monster’s arms. Safer than I had ever been. Despite everything I’d said, I’d never been safer than here with him. The very thing I’d been avoiding. After a few moments a door opened behind us, and a nurse dashed in. Cam growled, and she ran back out. I had to pull myself together. Quickly.

"I think we are about to have an influx of guards. You should get back into bed, Cam."

I peered around him at the bed laying on its side, twisted metal where the side bars had been and a dip where it had broken in the middle.

"I won’t let you go."

"You have to. For now. For me, please, Cam."

I gently eased myself out of his arms and pushed him into a chair which looked comically small with him perched on it. He didn’t resist, but his eyes never left me. I could see his muscles twitching as he held himself in check. For me. Wiping my face, I took a couple of steps away and brushed myself down. My eyes would be red, but there was nothing I could do about that now.

Several guards appeared as I expected, looking ready for a big fight, electric batons drawn. A couple of them looked disappointed to find a calm scene and a calm minotaur perched politely on a small chair. Officer Daylen looked the situation over and frowned.

It took some quick talking, but I convinced the guards that the bed had been an accident because of Cam’s injuries and the pain. The nurse returned, shaking, and gave him an unnecessary shot of pain medication. Two of the younger officers came with me as I took Cam back to his cell. When we arrived, I ordered them to leave us alone. They grumbled about it, but as his therapist I outranked them all, so they left. My brain was whirring. I thought of being held in Cam's arms in the ward, and I wanted it again. I needed it in a way that made no logical sense.

I pulled the scarf out of my pocket. Cam held out a hand and for reasons I couldn't explain, I handed it over to him. He sniffed it deeply and immediately his huge cock poked out from his loincloth. I really needed to get him some proper prison clothes.

"Show me."

He moved to the back corner of his cell where he was out of sight of the other cells. He reached down and wrapped the scarf and his hand around his hard cock. Our eyes locked as he slowly stroked himself. I felt hot all over, and I knew I should leave. But I couldn't help myself. I looked down at him pleasuring himself, and a small whimper escaped my mouth. He growled.

"Cerys." My name left his mouth like a desperate prayer.

He was pumping harder and faster now, the scarf still wrapped around his cock. His eyes never left me, although they roamed freely up and down my body. Needy tension filled me, and I stepped towards him, within touching distance. He was breathing hard, and I reached out to place a hand on his chest. I wanted him so badly. I had promised myself I would never do this. Be with a monster. But I needed him. I was ready to lose the old me and become the person who belonged to him. Cam reached out to me and ran his fingers down my neck. I shivered.

"Undress," he ordered.

I knew I should say no. This was ridiculous, I was in a prison cell. With a monster prisoner, and there were hundreds of prisoners everywhere around us. And guards who could walk in at any moment. But I slowly pulled my clothes off in what I hoped was a sensuous way.

"I had no idea that human bodies could be so attractive until I met you."

I moved closer, and his hand wandered down to my breasts. He cupped and squeezed them, fascinated. When one of his fingers grazed my nipple, I gasped. A wicked grin crossed his face, and he returned to the nipple and began playing with it. I couldn't help myself and moaned quietly as the sensation sent tingles shooting down my body to my core.

Cam took my hand and placed it on his long, wide shaft. My fingers and thumb did not come anywhere near to being able to wrap around the entire thing. The smell of caramelized oranges grew stronger and muskier as Cam moved my hand up and down his shaft. He let go of me, his head fell back, and a deep growl of pleasure left his mouth. My insides tightened as I realized I had done that to him. I had caused that pleasure in him. I continued stroking his huge cock as I watched him rock his hips into my movement. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

Without another word he lifted me up into the air and pulled me against him so that the end of his cock was pressed against my clit. I felt weightless in his arms, mind and body.

Electric tendrils of pleasure shot through me. He growled again and continued rocking his hips. The motion against my clit sent all thought and sense out of my brain. I was nothing but sensation and need. A gnawing ache in my core screamed out to be filled. I needed him inside me. Cam grunted and my eyes flickered open.

Another wave of arousal flooded my body as I looked at this huge monster. He wanted me and only me. I moaned with pleasure. I was already close to coming, and Cam's eyes met mine in mutual understanding and need. He moved me effortlessly, positioning me above his cock, and then lowered me down. I felt the huge cock press against my entrance. I rocked my hips against it, feeling it push me apart.

Voices rang loud from down the corridor, and I jumped. I was desperate for him, but I couldn't be caught like this. The competing emotions warred inside me.

Fuck it, I wanted him.

Louder voices echoed from outside.

“So, she wanted to be alone in the cellblock of a fucking monster prison?”

Officer Daylen was nearby and talking loudly with someone. It was like an instant cold shower. I wiggled out of Cam’s grasp and dropped to the floor. He growled but didn't stop me from moving away and sorting my clothing out. He sat down on the tiny, grimy mattress, his eyes still burning and boring into me. Yet again, restraining himself for me.

"I have to go. We'll talk later."

I fled from his cell, not trusting myself to stay a moment longer. I had to calm down Daylen.

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