Page 17 of The Minotaur's Motivation

He kept running. Charging forward like a literal angry bull.

"Cam, it hurts hanging here like this."

He immediately stopped and dropped me to the ground. I thudded onto my ass on the grass.

Right back to when we met.

I sat, trying to process the sudden change of perspective, and saw his red eyes looming over me. He was snorting and wild. But he had heard me and responded.

"Cam. You can calm down now."

I put on my best soothing therapist voice. But he was looking me up and down, the rage in his eyes mixing with pure lust. I felt my body respond. We had just escaped a prison. I had seen some things that I would need to process later. But right now adrenaline flooded my veins. I needed Cam. As he was. This wild beast. He kneeled and reached around the back of my neck and pulled me up towards his face. Our lips met, and heat flowed around my entire body. I'd never needed anyone the way I needed him right now. The chaos and blood drifted away. I moaned into his mouth, and his body pressed against mine, pushing me back into the soft earth. Rain started to fall, but I didn’t care. His weight on me was both arousing and soothing all at the same time.

This was exactly where I was meant to be. Here with my mate. I was safe. I felt him hard against me, that huge cock that had frightened me before. I needed it now. There would be time for gentle lovemaking later. I was sure of that. But right now, I need this wild creature to claim me. The monster that had braved his maze madness to get to me. Who had charged through prison walls to keep me safe. He pulled at my clothes and ripped them off me, grunting with impatience. I could hear sirens in the distance. I didn't know how far we had run, but we couldn't stay here indefinitely.

"Please, Cam. Quickly. Please."

I was begging, and I didn't care. I felt like I was the wild animal. He climbed between my legs and before I could say any more, he was pressing into me. It felt even bigger than it had looked. He stretched me beyond what I thought was possible. It hurt, but my gods I didn't want him to stop. I needed to be filled with him. Cam began thrusting further and further into me, and I half squealed and half moaned as my body struggled to accommodate him. When his thrusting body was finally flush with mine, I gasped with pleasure, and he roared into the night.

He looked into my face, eyes still red. He was wild and untamed, and that just made me even needier. His hands pinned my arms down over my head. I ground against him, desperate for more. There was nothing now but me and him, experiencing each other.

His thrusts were aggressive and hard. I felt the wide flared head and ridges moving against my walls inside me. He was pounding into me now and quickly pushed me over the edge into the hardest orgasm I've ever had. I screamed his name, and soon after he roared mine as he filled me.

After a few moments of catching our breath, I heard voices shouting in the distance. Cam looked at me, his eyes black again now.

"Mine," he said simply.

"Yours," I replied.

“Are you okay, my love?”

“Oh, yes.”

“You weren’t scared of me? Like that?”

“I’d never been safer.”

He pulled out of me and then lifted me gently to my feet, and we stood looking back at the direction of the prison. I could hear voices shouting as they desperately tried to stop the monsters escaping.

"We will find the people you care about. We must go now, Cerys, but we will find them."

"What on earth happened down there tonight?"

"I don't know fully. But I think I know a shadow demon who does.”

I pulled back on the tattered remains of my clothes. Cam took my hand and pulled me through the forest. I didn't know where we were going, but we couldn’t go back. Not now. But if we were together, that was all that mattered.

Epilogue

Cerys

I sat looking through the newest file on my desk. Another hybrid who was having issues coming to terms with being an outsider in a world where humans weren't always keen on monsters and monsters didn't like hybrids. We were lucky to have found a village this welcoming to settle into. I decided to email this one to Serena to look at properly, as Cam would be back home today.

I sipped my coffee as I thought about how much I wanted him back here. Back in our bed. He'd said it was better that I didn't know where he was going. He'd mentioned closure. I suspected he meant for me and what had happened to my parents. My only request was for no more killing. I’d never judge him for the choices he’d made, but it wasn’t what I wanted. The rest was up to him. He'd nodded, and we'd left it at that. I trusted him to do whatever was best for me.

I pushed back on my chair and stood to head back into the main part of the house. The smell of freshly baked bread wafted around me, and I peeked into the oven. It looked perfect. Once we'd settled, I'd taken up baking. Cam had never had baked goods before, and it had been a revelation for him. He was especially taken with bread. On one occasion I swear his eyes had flashed red with desire for a loaf that I'd just pulled out of the oven.

I prepped the table with other nice snacks ready for him returning. The thought of him being back made my body tingle. I didn't like too many days without him, and it had been nearly a week. The longest we'd been separated since escaping the prison. I tried not to think about that. About the chaos and the terrible things that happened. We had made it here now, which was all that mattered.

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