Kassandra lived a simple life on her farm near Athens, protected from the world by her father. But her world is upended when she is chosen as one of the seven female sacrifices for the Minotaur. In a flash, she is taken from her farm, and finds herself on a ship bound for the Labyrinth.
The other sacrifices all have plans on how they will face the Minotaur: some will hide, while others are planning to fight, including her best friend, Myrrine. But Kassandra has a different plan – she’s going to seduce the beast in the Labyrinth.
It will take every ounce of self control she has to face the beast, and offer up her body to him. She has heard tales of how powerful, and even sexy the monster is, but nothing has prepared her for how the Minotaur will ravish her.
Product warning – This book contains sexually explicit scenes, with a surprisingly sexy Minotaur taking a Greek maiden.
Kassandra turned her head away as the Minotaur reached out towards her. He leaned forward, drawing in a snuffling breath. His breath smelled of wine and spices, not at all what she had expected. Did they feed him? They must, she realized. After all, the sacrifices only came once every seven years, and if he truly consumed them, it would still leave years without food for him.
The Minotaur breathed in deeply again, and reached his meaty fists towards her.
She stifled a whimper as his rough hands traced up her stomach, before they grasped onto her breasts. It had seemed so simple earlier when she had thought to seduce the monster. Even if she was starting to feel sympathy for him, she still could only think of flight from this hulking beast.
His breathing changed as his hand rubbed her breast, his fingers lightly caressing her nipple.
Her pink nipple responded to his touch, furling and hardening, until she gasped unexpectedly with pleasure. The mad beast suddenly seemed very human, and as she locked eyes with him, she saw intelligence for the first time.
He pressed his body against hers, and she nearly jumped as she felt his massive appendage rub against her. It was barely half erect, but it was huge. Far larger than any man she had ever seen, and ten times the size of the tiny penises gracing the statues of Athens.
A strange desire was stirring in her and she had to fight it down. She reminded herself she was doing this to save her friend, and to save herself. Nothing more. But the thought rang hollow in her mind.
The Minotaur’s body was nearly flawless, and she felt her body responding to his touch, his presence, and his strangely alluring smell. She had never lain with a man before, but she felt a sudden overpowering urge to be taken.
Had the Minotaur bewitched her? A moment earlier, she had been terrified, but now as his hands roamed her body, she felt herself gasping with pleasure, and somehow craving more of his touch.