Page 40 of Misbehaving With Minotaurs
“You feel good in my arms.” I smirk at her as I carry her to the blanket and drop to both knees, setting her down. As I do, I fall over top of her, pushing her carefully onto her back. Hovering above her, I reach up and drag my knuckles along the slim column of her throat.
She closes her eyes and lets out a little sigh, arching into my touch. I run my fingers down to the vee of her shirt, tugging it down to stroke her bare skin.
“Still so soft.”
She smiles, even though her eyes remain closed. “You seem to have an obsession with my softness. That’s your second or third comment on it this evening.”
“Who wouldn’t?” I bend down and drag my snout up between her breasts, nuzzling against her neck to breathe her in more fully. “Your lack of fur entices me; it makes you seem extra naked.”
Gingerbread, crisp apples. She’s a godsdamned pie.
“Let’s get you fed, Sunshine,” I manage, even though all Iwant to do is lie here with her and talk about the last few hundred years and all the things we haven’t had a chance to cover yet.
She shifts onto her elbows, a glint in her eyes. “Are we eating lying down?”
I manage a laugh. “Lovely as that sounds, I don’t need a choking hazard situation. That being said,” I sit upright and pull her into my lap, a thick thigh on either side of mine, “I don’t plan to let you go far.”
Reaching to my side, I grab the picnic basket and open it, pulling out a variety of cheese and crackers and some of the fancy grapes Herschel told me she loves. A small tray of chocolates comes next. I ordered those from a tiny shop in Arcadia the day I arrived in Ever and realized I was gonna ask her out.
Catherine’s eyes flash at seeing the chocolates. She looks up at me, eyes wide. “How did you manage this?”
I take a chocolate and lift it to her plump lips, dragging it along her skin. “There aren’t any lengths I won’t go to to make you smile, Cath. And I remembereverything.”
She sucks in a deep breath and presses my hand away from her lips. Before I can ask what’s wrong, she leans forward and peppers the tip of my snout with soft kisses.
I can’t kiss, not like other monsters, not with a snout this shape—too flat. It’s possibly my only regret about being a minotaur. Everything else is fucking fantastic, but kissing looks like a lot of fun.
That being said, there’s a lot I can do with this mouth.
Catherine settles back, eyes glistening. “Thank you, Nor.”
I slide a hand up her back, pressing her closer to me. She sinks down, legs spreading wider so she’s nestled perfectly against me.
“Eat,” I encourage. “Because, once you’re nice and full, I’m going to fill you in other ways.”
Gold swirls in her irises again, her power rising to my dominance.
“There she is,” I murmur. “You gonna use that power on me, Sunshine? Maybe beguile me until I’m wild with need?”
“Would you like to be controlled, Manorin?” Her irises have gone full gold, and I can already feel my agency leaving my body. All there is is Catherine, and what Catherine wants. Whatever she wants. Whatev…
She chuckles, slapping my stomach playfully. “Too easy, Nor. You gave in too easily.”
I shrug and lean back on both hands. “It’s been a long time since you used your power on me like that. Maybe I’m desperate to be at your command.” I sink onto my knees and tuck my hands at my back like I’m chained. “Keep me on my knees, Catherine. Take what you want.”
When we were younger, we played a lot with her power to beguile. I’ve always loved it, that total loss of control, and she’s the only succubus I’ve ever met who could fully bewitch me. Catherine’s might is a nearly unstoppable force. She could topple cities with it. She chooses not to. She earns trust.
And that’s why it’s so hot when she binds me up in that power and makes me do whatever she wants. Because when she controls me, there is nothing but the desires of my mistress.
I level her with a teasing look. “I’ve dated other succubi, you know, and I’ve never done that with them.”
She feigns surprise. “No? Missed me too much?”
I smile. “Something like that. I’ve never let another woman ride me either. Not since you—the last time.”
Her teasing smile falls, her expression serious once more. “That’s been two hundred years!”
“Mhm.”
