20. Asterion

My mate is spread out before me on the altar.

I've been in this temple countless times for all sorts of boring ceremonies. I never could have imagined I would once breed my human mate here, in the House of the Horned Goddess.

Isabella is mine.

Forever.

The city of Minos is once again quiet, peaceful and serene. The drones have cleaned up well, and there is no proof of the attack left. The traps in the maze are readied to hold off any would-be invaders, and Eden and Ember are holed up safely in my palace.

All is as it should be.

Isabella groans softly, still recovering from her intense orgasm. She sits up and kisses me gently, her small hands cupping my cheeks.

"My King," she whispers. "I am all yours."

"My Queen," I answer. "I am yours as well."

She reaches for my toga. I help and pull it to the side — my massive, hard member springing out. Isabella quickly wraps her dainty, human hands around my hardness, stroking it slowly.

Time to breed my little human.

I pull her legs towards me. Isabella lays down on the altar, her legs spread, her dripping wetness exposed. For a moment I take in the amazing beauty that is my wife…

And then I sink myself deep into her, all the way. Her tight walls close around me, her human cunt squeezing my throbbing bull-cock.

The feeling is heavenly.

I slide out and slam back into her. Isabella yelps, her beautiful breasts bouncing as she takes all of me. Her breathing grows heavier as I pound her in this most holy of places.

She reaches up to pull me closer to her, wrapping hands around my horns as she kisses me deeply.

"Are you going to knock me up?" She asks, her voice shaking. "Are you going to put a Minotaur baby in my belly?"

With a mighty roar, I answer.

My Minotaur cock pulses, throbs and explodes —unleashing torrent of my potent, hot bull seed deep inside of her fertile human womb.

Isabella screams out my name as her body convulses in rhythm with mine. Her walls squeeze me as our tongues meet, kissing deeply as our orgasms wash over us.

Slowly, we both come down from the clouds, breathing heavily.

I lift her up into my arms and hold her close as she wraps her arms and legs around me tightly.

"You are mine," I repeat. "I love you, Isabella."

"I love you, too, Asterion," she answers. "I want to stay here with you for the rest of my life, and rebuild this place."

"That's exactly what we're going to do, my mate. The Minotaur Kingdom will be reborn… and you will be my Queen."