The Minotaur's Prey: Dirty Monster Mates Book 1

Chapter Three: Xorn

While I have been traveling the earth for centuries, wreaking havoc and torturing these pitiful humans, I found myself getting bored with it all. It was always the same old thing. Humans begging for their lives, offering their souls and retributions, things I could easily take whether offered or by force. The world changed as the time passed by, but one thing that remained constant was the Earth's habitants. Their greed and self-importance have surely doomed them all.

As one of the Earth's only Minotaur Shape-shifting hybrids, the world was intrigued by me. They feared me more. Though still immaculate in my shifted form, I had even more power and advantages. With the magic that flowed through my immortal blood, I possessed many gifts, like being able to give others immortality. I had never done it, never met a soul worthy of such an ability, but to make her my prey forever, I would do it in a heartbeat, if I had one.

I have met all different humans imaginable during my five hundred years, yet no one has ever intrigued me, that was until I saw her. Sure, I have bedded a handful of the specie's lust filled females. Welling, to seduce and fuck any creature of the night, not realizing or caring that it could cost them their lives. None of those filthy creatures had fully impelled or appeased my appetite.

I knew from her scent alone that she would. That was how I found myself following the female, luring her into a false sense of security by allowing her to escape me so easily. I chased her through the street as I took in the over-whelming mingling scents of her fear, curiosity, and desire. I toyed with her like the prey she was, and though unwillingly, she had let me right on in. Either way, she would have eventually.

I was drawn to her without fully comprehending why, but she had no idea as to why she was even remotely interested in me. Still, though barely there, her uncontrollable hunger for me remained, made more potent when I frightened or spooked her. The biggest difference between her and all the others was her pure virtue, or others lack thereof. Rather than be something she would barter with, her submission was a gift, something only available for one, and that one would be me.

I could not help to be transfixed on her. She had the face of an angel, the body of a Goddess, the heart of a saint, and a hidden, bridled lust that matched my own. The brightest sapphire did not hold a candle to her eyes, which offered the perfect view into her unblemished soul.

All monsters of the world could sense when a human's purity, the very few who have it anyway, and I scented hers from the start. Unlike other monsters, I would not devour it completely. No, I would take a little, but I would give her back so much more. I would show her desires she had never even dreamed of and more. Making her crave it as much as I, I would transform her into a monster as depraved as mine.

I yearned to devour her pillowy, plump lips and fantasized of thrusting my aching cock inside her hot, wet mouth while she drained my long, heavy member of its juices. I obsessed over her, longing to take her innocence and make it mine. I would prepare her glorious hole for my intrusion with my fingers and tongue. Her fluids would taste heavenly, and I would take it all, watching as she reached her peak, screaming my name and squeezing my horns.

Just thinking about it had me rock hard, ready to take her where she stood. Unfortunately, though my spirit form allowed me to move freely through the world, I could not physically touch anything or anyone other than myself. Taking myself in my hand, I was forced to accept the substitution for the moment. That did not mean that I could not mess with her in the process.

I squeezed my cock, sliding down my shaft with rough pumps as I moaned her name while I graced her with my ghostly affections and presence. I worked her up so well. Her frustrations and fear fueled me. Her sweet, unique perfume filled the air, and the stronger and faster I pumped. My balls swelled, ready to bust and expel my seed. Oh, how I wish to release them on her face, but I knew that would really anger her. Normally I would not care, but even I knew not to go to far.

Instead, I'd settled on smearing a little on her scrumptious ass, so she would smell of my scent. The other beasts of the night would know she was mine, my scent deterring them easily, protecting her from harm while simultaneously marking her as my prey. The protection would extend to her longer if she did not wash or remove it. With the protective cum, Maggie would even be allowed outside at night without worrying about attacks from the other creatures. Though it was a naughty thing to do, I chose not to divulge that information. If I wish for her to depend on me, I had to convince her that I was the only one that could defend her, even if it meant deceiving her. I was a monster after all.

When my sweet innocent female finished work for the day, I once again followed her home. She was instantly aware of my presence, and it thrilled me to how attached we were becoming already. She would soon be ready to submit to me completely. I would own her, and I could not wait. I waited impatiently for the sun to set and darkness to cover the city so that could emerge from the shadows once more. I knew it was a small chance, but maybe I would be able to convince her to let me. I noticed how her curiosity is getting the best of her, just like it does with everyone else. Trying her best to fight me, she is only delaying the unavoidable truth that she will be mine.

When she finally moved away from the door and back to her sofa, I sent another power tremor through her and watched as she wiggled in discomfort. What started as a chill, slowly became a yearning, a scratch she could not itch. With that I knew what I had to do. I honestly did not know why it took so long for me to concoct the idea. What I was sure of was that tonight she was going to let me inside, allowing me to feed her hunger. 

A/N: Whoo!! What do you think about how fast this is progressing? Water anyone? The video I originally added to this chapter seemed a little too explicit for me to feel comfortable leaving it up, but if you want to listen to what I played while writing this chapter, the name of the song is Love Bug by Kevin Gates.