Chapter Four

She gasped into my mouth, her fingers digging into my fur, and damn, does it feel good. Carefully I leaned her back to the bed, not wanting to crush her with my weight. Pulling back, I licked the length of her neck, rewarded with her shivering and goosebumps forming along her skin. “Asterion…" she sighed softly, almost moaning. “You were well named, Melite. You taste like honey." I whispered in her ear. 

My hand traveled down from her head to her shoulder, unpinning her chiton tossing the pin aside. Melite arched up as my hand went lower, pulling the fabric away to kiss and lick at her exposed skin. It’s a good thing I’m still full from eating Idas’ liver earlier, because oh wow, does her skin taste good. She gasped as I shifted lower, ripping her strophion to reveal her perky breasts. Her nipples already hardened before my tongue even started flicking them. 

I shifted to the side, letting my hand travel lower while I languished at her breasts. My hand found its way to her perizoma, tugging the fabric, ripping through it, and tossing it to the floor without a care. I could smell her arousal stronger now, and it was driving me crazy. My finger dipped into her heat to find her wet, her hips arched, and she cried out at the intrusion. Bringing my finger from her, I looked to inspect her juices. She watched me as I licked my finger to taste her. 

“Just like honey…." I murmured, licking my finger clean. I noticed how she eyed me. “Did you want to taste for yourself?" I asked. I was slipping my finger back inside her, letting my finger work in and out, trying to gauge my speed, depth, and rhythm on her reactions and body language. She tilted her head back and squeezed her eyes shut as her hands reached out to touch me, nails digging in. 

Slowly I pulled my finger out and brought it to her lips. “Go on. Taste." I encouraged her. Her eyes opened wide, and she looked at my finger, uncertain. I sighed and, without waiting, rubbed my finger across her lips, leaving a trail of her juices that her tongue darted out to lick off. Her pupils dilated with desire. “See? Like honey." I whispered, sticking my finger into her mouth, letting her lick and suck her juices. “That’s a good girl." I groaned at how well she did that. Imagining where else that talent could be used made me clench my jaw as I bellowed my moan. “Asterion…" she moaned, pulling her mouth back from my finger. 

“Melite…" I groaned, nuzzling into the crook of her necklace. My hand returned to between her legs, working a second finger, then a third, into her pussy. Her body shaking with pleasure, her nails digging into me as I felt her womanhood tighten around my fingers and a gush of her juices. “ASTERION!" she called out, and damn did I like how my name sounded from her lips. 

Licking the sweat from her body, I shifted to remove my loincloth. “I can’t hold back anymore." I warned, moving between her legs. Melite moved, spreading her legs as wide as she could to accommodate me. “I… I don’t want you to." she moaned, her hands stroking up and down my shoulders and arms. We both groaned as I buried myself inside her. However, her moan was tinged with a cry of pain. I could smell a tinge of blood mixed with arousal and sweat. Well, at least she hadn’t lied about being a virgin.

I’d at least warned her that I wouldn't be able to hold back. Because after that first thrust of feeling her like this, I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. And I didn’t want to stop. I’ve never done this before, but it felt so good to be inside her. I lost myself in the rhythm, of the smells and sounds of mating. Till we were both finally sated, and I’d emptied myself into her. Catching my breath, I rolled to the side, stretching out on the bed next to her.  

And, I breathed heavily, looking at her milky white skin covered in sweat and goosebumps. “That… was… I … wow." she stammered breathlessly. I took my own ragged breath and nodded. “Agreed." I sighed. I shifted to pull the blanket out from under us and cover her. “You should rest." I suggested. She nodded, licking her lips. 

“Will you lay here with me?" she asked, rolling to her side to look at me. “I can, yes. But I can’t lie long. I need to light the fires, or it’s going to get even colder in here. I have fur to stay warm, you…" I said lightly, running my hand down her arm. “Do not." I said. “Okay. I just...after what we did. I don’t want to… be left alone." she nodded, cuddling closer to me.

Once she had fallen asleep, I carefully got out of the bed. Getting my clothes back on before starting to light the fire in the room and light some others in the labyrinth to help maintain the warmth. I stopped hearing the rumble of stone moving. Sighing, I went to what otherwise is a dead end near the center of the maze. And as I expected, a small section of the wall was opening. And out stepped my mother dressed as a servant with a hooded cloak to disguise herself.

“Mother." I nodded, holding the torture up to light the one in this path. “I didn’t expect to see you during this ‘festival’." I said. “It wasn’t easy to get away from the house. Minos is very mindful of my movements. Criminals being sent to you, I don’t give a thought to. But these youths did no harm. And their deaths won’t bring back my son. I don’t want their innocent blood on my youngest’s hands." she answered, glancing at my hands.

“Well, a bit late for you to stop me from getting blood on my hands. Three are already dead, gutted, and their smoked carcasses stored in my meat trunk." I shrugged. “I know. And the fact Minos wouldn’t let any bring you food and had me under lock and key to ensure I didn’t go against that order. He had you starved to ensure you’d kill." she frowned before hugging me. “Now you said three. What about the girl they sent in today? Where is she? Did you…" she started to question, looking me over, trying to spot any fresh blood.

I cocked my head. “I didn’t kill her." I sighed. “Then where is she? Her screams were heard outside… everyone was sure she had met her end at your hands." my mother nodded. I had to wonder which screams they heard. Was it just her initial screams of terror when she first saw me? Or did they hear her cries of pleasure and mistake it for something else? “She’s asleep in my bed where I left her to light the fires so she wouldn’t get cold." I explained.

My mother’s brow arched. “Asleep in your bed." she repeated. Her eyes looked me over as if trying to determine what that meant. “What did you do, Asterion?" she questioned, eyes narrowing up at me. I cleared my throat, uneasy under her gaze. “N...Nothing… that she didn’t want me to." I answered, saying the last part quieter. Her eyes widened for a moment then she laughed. My mother laughed. “You had sex with the tribute girl?" she questioned or stated; I wasn’t sure, but she was still laughing. 

“Do you need to laugh?" I sighed, shaking my head. “It’s just… unexpected is all. I mean, not that you had sex. You’re old enough to have those urges. And well, animals don’t exactly hold bad. Your father certainly didn’t when we…" she shrugged. I rolled my eyes and ran a hand over my muzzle. “Mother. Can we not talk about you breeding with my father in some pasture." I shuddered. “Fine. I’m just surprised that a noble maiden of Athens, a girl that probably was being trained to be either the wife of a nobleman or to be temple maiden for Athena, would… well…" she trailed off.

“That she’d willingly bed a monster like me." I nodded. “Asterion, you are not a monster. You are my son. You are the first of a new humanoid race. This doesn’t make you a monster." she sighed, reaching up and touching my arm. “I’m just surprised she would sleep with you well so easily. But some people are easy." she shrugged. “Uh-huh. So now that this subject is closed. Why are you here?" I questioned, wanting to get off the subject of what happened with Melite.

“I brought you some food, and well thought if maybe any of them were alive, you would give them food too." she said, ducking back into the tunnel to bring forth two large baskets. “Well, Melite will certainly be grateful. She was rather adamant that she would not eat the meat I have since well… she knew them." I shrugged, taking the baskets. Inside, mother had packed fruits, vegetables, bread, cheese, eggs, smoked meats, and a jug of what I will assume is wine. “This looks like it would last her a month." I commented.

“Well, I’ll bring more when I can. Hopefully, you will let more live. Even if only to breed with." she taunted. “Somehow, I doubt the other six girls would be all that willing." I rolled my eyes. “You never know. Might start your own harem." she teased. “After all, bulls don’t ever breed with just one female." she smiled. I sighed. “I doubt it will happen. But what happens if I let more of them live? You keep bringing food and things for them for the rest of their lives? What happens when convicted criminals get sent in here and find them before I find the criminal?" I questioned.

“I don’t know. Maybe. I mean, if you keep having sex with this Melite or also take up breeding the others… you may also have to consider how to handle pregnancies and ensuring Minos never knows you fathered children." she sighed. “I… pregnancy? Is that even possible?" I furrowed my brow. “No one thought it was possible to get pregnant from breeding with a bull… yet here you stand, my little star." she smiled.

“Right. Well, that is something to be mindful of. I know Melite wants a way out. But I also cautioned her she wouldn’t be able to go home and that leaving would be dangerous if Minos or any of his guards found her." I sighed. “I will see what I can do to sneak any you let live from this ‘festival’ out. But it won’t be soon. Maybe a month… maybe two before I could start to sneak anyone out. And it would need to be done gradually. One at a time." she agreed. 

“Alright. Well, I’ll do what I can till then." I sighed. “That’s my good boy. Now bend down here and kiss your mother. I need to return quickly before I’m missed." she beckoned me to lean down. I sighed but bent and kissed her cheek. “Thank you, mother. Good night." I said, watching as she returned to the secret tunnel and moved the wall back into place. That was the trick about that door. It could only be opened from the inside. I took the baskets and returned to my room. Melite was sitting up in the bed, clinging to the fur blanket, looking confused and scared.