Island of the Minotaurs: Where Monsters of Myth Claim Wives and Daughters (Tantalizing Tomes of the Library of Forbidden Pleasures Book 2) by Amanda Clover

Author:Amanda Clover [Clover, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-18T00:00:00+00:00

8

Chosen by the Bull

Milena Vassakos served eagerly as a temple bride in the Hall of Glory. With her luscious body clad only in a flimsy gown and her dark hair back and banded with silver, she spent much of the day kneeling before the holes of glory or in one of the mating stands that allowed her to present her body to the godlike minotaurs.

The more minotaur cocks she pleasured, the more she craved from them. Some of the other temple brides seemed awed by Milena’s willingness to take on any minotaur, no matter how large, and the ease with which she recovered from each encounter. The buxom beauty could ride the throbbing pillar of one minotaur and scarcely shower off her sweat before stuffing another into her pink cunny.

Milena could hear some of her sister brides whispering that she could be followed throughout the temple by the trail of spunk dripping from between her thighs. She did not mind such comments. These women were jealous of Milena. They were not so beautiful as she and did not attract as much attention from the minotaurs that visited the Hall of Glory.

But even a woman as enthusiastic as Milena was still made of flesh and blood. Her body became sore. She was nearing the point of collapse by the time she returned from being rutted by her latest visitor. She had to seek relief.

Zala was waiting for her in the gynaeceum used by the women to rest and recover between visitors. The beautiful but very pregnant and plump woman helped Milena to sit down on some cushions.

“You are most popular, Milena,” said Zala, stroking Milena’s sweat-damp head and cradling Milena’s cheek against her pendulous breasts. “But you have done enough at the Hall of Glory for today.”

“Please, I can do more,” said Milena. “I just need some Aloifi. I have emptied my jar today.”

“Yes, yes, I will replenish your stock,” said Zala, dipping a cloth in cool water and soothing Milena’s face with it. “But rest now. You have a special duty to carry out this evening.”

Milena was so weary that she did not immediately think to ask what Zala meant by this special duty. Instead, Milena sprawled upon the cushions with her thighs apart and her chafed cunny bare and red. Zala wiped the dribbling cum from her folds and then set a dish of ice on the cushions between Milena’s parted legs. Zala brought in another temple bride to wave a fan and waft cool air onto Milena’s well-used pussy.

“That feels nice,” said Milena, smiling sweetly and stretching back among the cushions.

“I’m so very proud of you,” murmured Zala. “You should drink now, Milena. Replenish your strength.”

“Water?” Milena lifted her head as Zala knelt down beside her. The plump woman hefted her breasts in her hands, presenting her engorged flesh and thick brown nipples to Milena.

“Not water,” murmured Zala. “The milk of a mother of the holy minotaurs will refresh and invigorate you. Drink, Milena. Drink me.”

The thought of sucking milk from the bosom of a woman had never occurred to Milena.

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