Myth Of The Minoan

*Warning—This story contains sexual scenes with mythical creatures

The night air’s warm and crouched down in the bushes, Nick and I wait as the guard makes his final tour of the grounds. We’ve been holding this position for about an hour now, and I’m tired. Ten days of doing this, and I should be used to it by now.

I’m on a mission, and that mission is to find solid proof, that the Minotaur story was indeed fact! Sir Arthur Evans, my hero... I aim to make history also and hopefully surpass him. He’d found King Minos’ palace, and I’ll find the Labyrinth, I know it.

I can feel it...

“Did you fart?”

“What? No...” I state, bewildered... and then I smell it also. A rancid, smell of death, old and putrid, enough to make me gag.

Heaving in large amounts of air, my stomach convulses, and just when I think that my dinner is about to come back up, a hand over my mouth, puts an end to that.

The guard has returned, his flashlight shining directly on us. A loud bellowing roar can be heard, and the ground rumbles. We’re all in a state of fear and confusion, a few seconds tick by, before reality sets in, and Nick and I make a break for it.

The guard giving chase, we head into the palace. The grounds are immense and splitting up, we head in different directions.

He opts for following Nick above ground, as I venture into the maze of passageways. It’s dark and using my phone to light the way, another roar can be heard.

Pausing, the sound of footsteps can be heard coming towards me, and I make a beeline back through the way that I came in.

The steps echoing off of the walls, I make it back up top and dashing through the woods, I can hear Nick being detained.

His exchange with the guard’s, loud in the quiet of the night. I can’t make out what they’re saying, as I’m fleeing, but I know that there’s some type of resistance going on.

Out of breath, I slow down to a walk, and then to a complete stop.

“Shit... I’m lost.”

“That’s why you shouldn’t go into the woods, alone.”

A small squeak exits my lips, at his words.

“Lucas, what the hell!”

“Sorry, sis...” He says, with a smirk.

“What are you doing out here?”

“Looking for you.”

“Hey!” Yells the guard, the light from his flashlight, moving in our direction. “Shit...” Says, Lucas, following me deeper into the woods.

“Hey, come back... stop!”

His commands are followed by three ear-splitting deep roars, that not only shake but crack the ground!

“Caden, stop!”

A black hole’s formed, and too late, I’ve run right into it.

Upon waking, there’s a hall, lit by torches, and trying to recall what exactly happened, I clear the dirt from my clothing.

I’d lost my phone somewhere during the drop, and peering up into the darkness, I can barely see anything.

“Lucas! Is anyone there?”

No reply to my inquiry, I know that I should stay right where I’m at until someone comes for me. But... I wanna know what’s down that hallway.

Taking a torch with me, I venture into the unknown. Twists and turns, but no dead ends, my excitement grows, with each passing hour, or minute, as I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.

I’m delightedly giddy until I hear a snarl, which stops me cold.

Oh shit...

My flight response is on point, as I don’t ask any questions, and don’t wait around to find out, what animal belonged to that growl.

I’m hightailing it on out of there when I hear it giving chase. Trying to increase my pace, there’s a commotion, it sounds like a fight. Two growls in unison, snarling, and then something large hitting the wall beside me.

The wind from it forces me into the opposite wall, and I go down hard. Stricken with fear, I can’t even stand and attempt to crawl away.

A hand’s latched onto my ankle, and I let loose a hellish scream! Trying to kick it off of me, I’m flipped onto my back, and the sight causes me to lose my breath.

Two, not one... but two beasts... male and female. Loin cloths cover their lower regions, and the female wears a breastplate. The male is bare-chested and has a hold of the female’s leg.

They’re watching me... Bodies like human heads like bulls, ferocious, sharp horns, and black eyes. Trying to scream from the horror of it all, nothing comes out but a few strangled hiccup sounds.

I’m frozen with fear, I don’t know what they’re frozen with, but nobody moves or says anything.

Giving up on trying to scream, my gaze goes from him to her, then back to him. A snarl from him, his nostrils flaring, I’m unable to take anymore. Knowing that I’m going to die, I let the darkness take over.

In the darkness of the labyrinth, I awaken to the steady rhythm of his body, bouncing off of mine. My body is involuntarily moving, with every energetic plunge of his staff into my essence. My eyes adjust to the darkness. It's him, the beast. I receive a low growl, but his strokes never cease. Should I play dead?

A rogue wave of gratification sweeps through my core and reverberates throughout my body. Well, that idea goes right out the window, as I'm starting to love what he's doing to me. The position of my legs spread wide to accommodate his massive body is beginning to become uncomfortable. But, the sensations of pleasure trump the dull ache.

Although beastly in appearance, the human part of him is magnificent. I take my chance and run my hands up the length of his arms. Then, watching me with those black eyes of his, I return my attention to his body. Lightly exploring the solid hardness of his chest, my fingers roam lower, and his hand on mine stops my inspection.

The coarseness of his hands is a turn-on. And when they return to my body, a delightful quiver forces a moan from my lips. My eyes close, and I give in to the wonders of his spell—the sexual lust builds into a tightly coiled knot. I clench my thighs together tightly, a weak attempt at keeping my orgasm at bay. Nevertheless, the innocent act compels him to give in to his release. His seed fills my sex. And my body contracts with each wave of rapture as his cum runs down my thighs.

If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up.

"Caden, are you okay?"

My eyes open to my brother kneeling before me. "I went to go get help, and you were gone."

Nick and faces that I don't know are gathered around me. "Are you all right?" Asks Nick as Lucas helps me to a sitting position.

"I had sex with a Minotaur."

"She's okay." States Nick, pulling me to my feet.

"Well, we won't press charges. But if you come back onto this property, we'll have you arrested." Says a suit. Two guards escort us back to Lucas's car, and we're a few miles out before anyone says anything.

"What happened to you?" Inquires Nick.

"I found the Labyrinth."

"No, shit?"

"No shit," I reply.

"Oh... enough of this shit! I'm taking you back home, and you're going to get your life together!" Exclaims, Lucas.

The silence that follows his outburst is solemn. But he should know better than that. "No, I'm in love..." I state, hands politely clasped together in my lap. Nick bursts out in a fit of laughter, and I have to smile at his delight. At least he thinks that I'm funny.

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