Page 12 of The Minotaur's Maze

I nodded, strangely comforted by his answer. Part of me wanted to stay here forever, in this impossible place where time seemed meaningless and my only responsibility was to feel pleasure. But another part knew I would eventually have to return.

"Rest now," he murmured, his massive form shifting to lie beside me on the altar that somehow expanded to accommodate us both. "And when you wake, don’t forget what you’ve learned here."

I turned into his warmth, my body fitting perfectly against his much larger one. His arm draped over me, protective and possessive at the same time. The weight of it was comforting rather than confining.

"Thank you," I whispered against his chest, breathing in his earthy scent.

"No need for thanks," he rumbled, the vibration of his voice traveling through my body. "I was happy to serve you.”

As I drifted toward sleep, I felt his hand stroking my back in long, soothing motions. For the first time in years, my mind was quiet, the constant chatter of deadlines and metrics and impossible demands silenced by his touch.

I woke slowly, consciousness returning in gentle waves. The first thing I noticed was warmth surrounding my body and the scent of eucalyptus filling the air. My eyes fluttered open and I found myself not on the stone altar in the maze like I expected, but in the same private bath I’d been to earlier that night. I reached up, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes before I glanced about. I was alone.

Immediately I began to doubt. Had I dreamed the entire thing? Was my whole night at the bathhouse just a hallucination? And Lakovos… was he just a figment of my imagination?

Shaking my head, I pushed myself up on the edge of the bath. I felt several sensations in my body all at once. My muscles were sore, my cock was entirely spent, and my ass… Well, it was stretched and sore in the best way possible. I reached down between my legs, pressing a finger against my hole just to make sure I wasn’t making it up. But when my fingers came back sticky and covered in minotaur cum, I realized something important.

It was real.

A smile spread over my face as I leaned back against the cool tile, letting myself bask in the afterglow of the best sex of my life. Tomorrow I was going to start putting myself first. I was gonna quit my job and leave that world of corporate stress and bullshit behind me. And then I was going to come back to the bathhouse and find that maze again.

Lakovos hadn’t seen the last of me.