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Hodha let loose a terrifying war cry, causing her demonic opponents to halt in their steps. The seven foot tall minotauress barreled forward like a literal bull, knocking two lesser demon foot soldiers off their feet. She brought her greataxe down onto the third, splitting the demon open down the middle as a cascade of black blood soaked the snow-covered ground.

From her peripheral vision, she saw a fourth demon rushing at her side. Kharak’s Horns, how had she missed that one?! She swung her axe around, preparing to block the demon’s blow or at least knock the vile creature off balance. Luckily, she didn’t need to.

The demon came to a dead stop as a raspy gurgle erupted from his throat. The blade of a sword emerged from its chest along with a spurt of black blood hitting the minotauress in her brown-furred face. The demon fell to the ground, dead. Standing behind him was an armored human, who quickly wiped off his bloodied sword as he nodded to her.

“That one almost had you there, barbarian,” the human man, Aleric, quipped. “Keep your wits about you.”

Hodha felt a tinge of excitement. She gave a wide grin, the adrenaline of the battle coursing through her, along with something else. “Just keepin’ you on your toes, little man.” She winked at him and he shook his head, looking away.

Another wave of demonic foes were soon upon them, rushing from the outcropping of withered trees in front of them. Hodha beat her strong chest, readying her axe while Aleric raised his shield and brandished his sword before him.

This next melee was bloody good fun, in Hodha’s not-so-humble opinion. She and her human compassion felled down all of demonic foes that came against them despite being vastly outnumbered. Demonic foes fell upon Aleric’s iron shield, but he held them back, cutting them down with ease and grace.

As she battled her own foes, she snuck several glances over at her human companion. Watching the human slay these black-hearted maggots was something impressive to behold. He may have been a small man, far smaller than her immense size, but he was undeniably skilled in battle, as she’d seen a great deal over the past several weeks.

Not only was she impressed. She was growing wet.

A good fight would always get her blood pumping and her adrenaline up. But now, watching Aleric did something more for her as well. Still, she had more of her own foes to best, and she kept at it, despite the unmistakable trickle of fluid dripping down her leg beneath her loincloth.

Before long, this second wave of demons was destroyed by the combined efforts of the mismatched duo, the remainder of the demons retreating into the snow-capped wilderness. Surveying, black-bloodied dismembered corpses littering the snow before them, Hodha let out a great laugh of elation at the wanton destruction they’d just caused.

“Bloody good fun, little man!” Hodha chuckled, slapping the armored man on the back. “Watching you cut down these demonic cuntholes, so swift, so graceful-like, it really inspired something in me, you know that?”

Aleric thrust his sword down into one badly-wounded demon lying in the snow, putting the fell creature out of its misery. He turned to look at her, lifting the visor of his helm and revealing his youthful face and emerald green eyes to her - eyes she could get lost in for hours if she tried. Even if those adorable green eyes were currently staring at her in a scolding sort of way in that moment.

“This was not for ‘fun’, barbarian. We were here to stop an incursion from the forces of damnation as my Order compelled me to. And so we did.”

She put her hands on her hips, her smile only widening. “Yes, we stopped it alright. Stopped it like a bloody whirlwind of steel and death, we did! Gods, what a rush!”

He shook his head at her, muttering something under his breath. He began surveying the corpses of the demons one by one, checking for any survivors. As he did, she got a good eyeful of his bum every time he bent over. Even covered up in his armor as he was, her imagination ran wild at what he looked like totally unclothed. Gods, it sent a tingle through her nethers, like she was still a virgin pup back in her village again. Maybe tonight he would finally indulge her; she had a good feeling that today would finally be the day he would.

“You know what I was just thinking, husband? Do you know what the best thing after a good battle is?”

Aleric sheathed his sword, spinning around toward her. “I’m not your husband, Hodha,” he sighed.

She waved him off. “Yes, yes, so you’ve said,” she replied with a grin. Hodha had grown used to this coy game that her human had played with her these past couple weeks since she’d first joined him. Aleric played hard to get like it was nobody’s business. Truth be told, the build-up would only make their inevitable coupling all the more thrilling though.

He again shook his head, bemused. “Very well then. Tell me.”

She sauntered over to him, licking her chops. She stood before him, and to his credit he stood his ground and didn’t move a muscle as she leaned down to his level, making sure to give him a good look at her heavy bust nestled in his thin leather top. “The best thing to do after a good battle is to have a good fuck. So...what do you say, love?” She made tip-toes with her fingers across his armored chestplate.

He stared at her in shock for several moments, opening and then closing his mouth, much to her amusement. He coughed, shaking his head abruptly. “That...that would hardly be appropriate, barbarian!” Aleric pulled his visor back down, likely to avoid her amused gaze. “We completed our task here. Let us return to my knight-commander. You’ll receive your payment then, as per usual,” he grunted, his voice partially muffled from behind his helmet’s visor.

Hodha sighed with a wistful smile on her face. Once again, this adorable little man was going to make her work for it. But that was fine. She enjoyed the pursuit, and was happy to keep working at getting his pecker stuffed inside her cunt where it belonged. In the meanwhile, she’d go to bed that night frigging herself to sleep once again with the fantasy of deep-throating his human cock playing out in her head.

“As you say,” she said, slinging her greataxe over her shoulder. “...husband,” she ended with a whisper, grinning to herself.

Xxxxxxxxx

Aleric Truthbearer strode into the chapel, bowing with respect and reverence toward a group of nuns and clergymen as he entered. He paused to give a quick prayer to the Lady at one of the nearby shrines, before he continued on into a side room that was tucked away to the right upon entering. Several heavily-armored knights and chaplains sidestepped him as he entered and he nodded to them. The young paladin couldn’t help but note, however, that they gave a grimace toward his significantly taller female companion trailing behind him.

If the minotauress noticed their disdain for her, she did not make it known. Despite all the constant ribbing she gave him, Hodha had kept her word to mind herself whenever he had to report back to his superiors, especially while in a sacred place such as this. Her ability to take the angry looks and prejudices from Aleric’s fellow brothers of the Light with such grace never ceased to amaze him, he had to admit. Indeed, being a lone minotaur in a northern province predominantly made up of humans and dwarves did not seem to dissuade the female. Nor did, well, anything, as far as Aleric could tell.

It bemused Aleric to think about how their companionship had begun weeks earlier. He had been making camp near a river when the forty-year-old or so minotauress had approached him and demanded he give up whatever he had to her. Perhaps she considered him easy pickings to loot, considering his youth as a mere twenty-year-old human, but he stood his ground. Hell, it had been the toughest fight of his life, considering what a terrifying behemoth of a fighter Hodha was, but in the end, his speed and grace had won out, and he’d disarmed her and had her at his mercy. What had taken him aback, however, was that she did not seem overly upset that he’d defeated her, merely surprised, having clearly underestimated the young paladin. In fact, the first thing she did was laugh, congratulate him, and “offer” herself to him (whatever that meant). He’d refused her “offer”, but he had offered her mercy if she joined him in vanquishing evil here in the tundras of the north. She’d gladly accepted.

After only a couple weeks of traveling together, Aleric still was not entirely sure what to make of his barbarian companion. Truth be told, Hodha was not dreadful company. She had a good disposition about her despite her previous occupation as a common brigand, and she was a valiant and fearsome warrior. But she had a coarse manner about her typical of the nomadic minotaur folk who dwelled in the foothills to the west. It was a cultural difference that became even more obvious whenever he brought her back into town amongst other members of his order or the human peasant folk.

Aleric entered the modest, dimly-lit side office of the chapel, where a tall, gray-haired man in armor was combing through dusty papers littered across his desk. The young paladin snapped to attention upon entering, saluting his knight-commander.

“Hail the Lady, Commander Darion.”

The older man nodded in disinterest for a few moments before sighing and pushing aside the paper he was scribbling upon with a quill, finally acknowledging his subordinate’s presence. “Hail the Lady,” he gruffly repeated. “Report, Brother Aleric.”

Aleric cleared his throat. “The demonic raiding party that sacked Asterburg last week has been destroyed.”

This got his superior’s attention. The older man raised his brow. “Destroyed? Forgive me, lad, but how did you accomplish this? That raiding party ravaged two villages and three caravans and has thus evaded our patrols.”

“I did not accomplish this alone sir. I had help.”

Knight-Commander Darion wrinkled his nose. “Ah yes, your barbarian,” he said, finally looking at the minotauress who was leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed. The older human looked the bull-woman up and down, scowling.

“Minotaur. While we value the work you’ve done in aiding one of our brothers in rooting out the forces of evil, this is not appropriate. You disgrace this holy place, our Lady, and our Order by walking in here wearing so little to cover yourself up with, woman.”

Aleric was about to open his mouth to defend her, but the minotauress merely chuckled. “How nice of you to notice, old man. Glad my looks can turn the heads of a righteous old geezer like yourself.” Aleric paled, and Knight-Commander Darion’s scowl turned darker. Hodha laughed boisterously again and threw up her hands. “Alright, alright. I’m just here for my pay and Aleric’s pay, then I’ll be out of your hair.”

Knight-Commander Darion stared her down for several moments, and Aleric feared for a moment that his superior might unsheath his steel on his minotauress companion. Luckily, however, the older man acquiesced, retrieving a pouch of coin from a cupboard behind him and tossing it at Hodha, who caught it in mid-air. She jiggled the coin pouch in her hand a couple times to feel its weight. Satisfied that she was paid her due, she nodded and gave an overly-theatrical bow to Darion. “Pleasure doing business with you once again, lordship,” she said before strolling out of the room.

Darion watched her leave and then looked back at the younger man standing before him. “You’re dismissed, Ser Aleric. Keep your pet on a short leash,” he said, waving him off.

Aleric turned back to Darion, feeling rather tense for a moment and unsure of what to say. He felt the urge to defend Hodha’s honor and her being called a “pet”, but ultimately decided against it. Finally he bowed to his superior. “Commander.” He hastily followed Hodha out of the chapel, catching up to the minotauress women just as she was whistling a merry tune, completely unfazed by the lack of decorum she’d displayed. Aleric felt he had to revise his previous complement about the minotauress behaving herself.

“Care to explain yourself, barbarian?!”

Hodha raised a brow at him, grinning. “Explain what? That your boss has a polearm up his arse? Knew that the first time I met the old bloke.”

Aleric huffed. “When I first enlisted you, you promised to behave yourself among the other men of my Order.”

She rolled her eyes, putting her massive furry arm around his shoulder. “Relax, husband. I was just having a bit of fun. I didn’t mean anything by it, you know that.”

The younger man rubbed his temples. “Yes, I indeed know that, but some of these other men do not. Many of them haven’t had much contact with…”

“A woman like me?” Hodha finished with a wide grin.

Aleric was going to say “minotaurs”, but he merely nodded. “Yes…a woman like you.”

She spun him around to face her. “Aww, that’s awfully sweet of you to say, my adorable, sweet husband. Hmm, you’re very right. These men don’t know me like you do. Although,” she said sensually, leaning in close to him and snaking her big fingers up his leg, inching toward his crotch. “There’s still so many more ways for you to get to know me even better, love.”

Aleric yanked out of her grip. “Goodness, you are incorrigible!” He sighed, pacing back and forth for several moments before turning back to his cheeky companion. “I have business at the market. Would you be so kind as to wait for me by the tavern?”

She nodded, smiling and reaching over to caress his cheek, sending a shiver through him. “Of course, my little man-strumpet. Anything for you.”

Aleric wasn’t going to even attempt to conjure a response to that. He turned on his heel and headed off toward the market, feeling his checks burn red. “Man-strumpet,” he repeated under his breath with a snort of bemusement.

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Though Aleric had told her to wait for him, Hodha, as per usual, chose to disregard him. She had a much better idea in mind, after all. She told the tavern-keeper where she would be heading off to in case Aleric came looking for her, and then headed off in that direction.

Though she enjoyed these amusing games that she played with her adorable little man, she had to admit that even she was reaching the limits of her patience. She didn’t know what else she could possibly do to provoke a response from Aleric. Ever since she had ambushed him the first time they met and he had defeated her in combat, she had waited for him to make his move as he had a right to do as her husband. First she had flat out offered herself to him and told him as much, and he had...done his funny human thing, blushing like a shy virgin and turning her down.

Then she had subtly showed off more of her body to him little by little whenever they found a place to make camp for the night; that had clearly gotten little reactions out of him, and she’d caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers, but still, he did not act on those desires further. And finally, she had subtly tried making more physical contact with him, touching him whenever she could without pushing boundaries too far, and still, he got flustered and made some excuse.

She didn’t understand how human courting worked, and it baffled her utterly. A Minotaur male would’ve bent her over and mounted her right then and there upon defeating her. Not that males of her own people interested her, and none had been able to defeat her in combat anyway, but at least they would have claimed their reward by now. And yet with this human man she called her husband, even after two weeks, he was still stalling and refusing to do the deed despite her freely offering herself to him.

There was one interesting detail, however. Never once in all of her attempts to seduce him had he ever explicitly told her to stop. He got flustered, made excuses, made some half-hearted standoffish remark, but he never actually told her to stop. From traveling with him these past weeks, she’d gotten some insight into this knightly paladin Order of his, and the self-righteous ways they carried themselves, and she supposed that it had to be some sort of proper knightly hogwash that was holding him back from giving into his base urges. Still, she’d seen the responses she’d drawn out of him - the nervous stammering, the blushing, and (if she was really lucky) an erection tenting in his pants despite all his bluster. This gave her hope.

She was making progress, and she would just have to be patient a little longer.

Now, however, she could use a good bath as she found herself arriving at the hot springs that were just on the edge of the small village. She’d used these springs before a week prior, and truth be told, she was eager for another soothing bath. But she was also hoping her handsome human husband would find his way here as well...

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When the paladin returned from his business at the market, he returned to the entrance of the tavern. His minotauress, however, was nowhere to be found. He glanced around every which way, seeing no sign of her.

“Ugh, where the blazes is that intolerable barbarian?” he muttered. He paced once around the center of the village, and could find no trace of Hodha, despite how easy she would be to spot considering she dwarfed just about anyone in the village. She obviously was no longer in the village itself, of that there was no doubt. But then where had she run off to?

He left the tavern and followed in Hodha’s supposed path. As he trudged out of the village and over the snow-covered path to the village’s outskirts. He pondered the minotauress’ perplexing behavior. “What goes through her head? I ask her to do one simple thing,” he grumbled, vexed. A moment later, a tinge of worry came upon him, much to his surprise. Had Hodha chosen to leave him now? He supposed she could do so if she wished to; he had no wish to hold her in his thrall as a prisoner. But why did the thought that she’d left him feel him with such dread?

His fears were assuaged a moment later when he heard a deep yet undeniably feminine singing coming from straight ahead of him. He recognized the voice immediately as belonging to Hodha. The empty feeling of her having abandoned him was gone and replaced with his earlier annoyance at her from wandering off to do Lady knows what. He stomped past the brush in front of him, ready to launch into a tirade about her not being able to follow his simple instructions as they’d agreed upon in the village. Instead, the young man found himself standing as stiff as a board with the sight before him.

Aleric was flabbergasted as his minotauress barbarian companion was bathing in the hot spring, completely nude. Her downy brown fur was soaking wet as she ran her fingers through her hair. Though it was horribly indecent and unbecoming of a chivalrous knight, he was a young man, and curious, and he could not stop his eyes from wandering all over her body.

Her tail flicked about playfully, as if tempting him to look at her curvy rump. Though this was his first time seeing her fully nude, he’d spent enough time with her to know that most of her body was pure muscle, not fat. Albeit protected under a layer of fur, her rear was undeniably toned, and perfectly formed thanks to a life of fighting and survival. He licked his lips as he looked at her curvy heart-shaped bum, covered in what seemed to be the softest of brown fur, even streaked wet as it currently was.

His breath kicked up a notch when Hodha suddenly bent over to scoop up handfuls of water from the hot spring. In doing so, Aleric had a clear view of her puffy pink slit nestled between her curvy thighs. He knew that this was absolutely profane, to stare at a woman, even a minotaur woman, in her barest state, but for some reason he could not bring himself to look away.

To compound his shame, he felt himself growing hard in his trousers. By the Lady, this was sordid; Hodha was not even a human woman, for goodness sake! She utterly dwarfed him in size, she was covered in fur, and had horns sprouting from her head. It wasn’t quite natural, was it? And so why was his body responding like this.

What Hodha did next nearly made him gasp out loud and give away his position. While she was washing herself down, combing her fingers through her soft fur, she suddenly reached her pointer finger down between her legs. She rubbed her finger around her dripping sex before her finger disappeared inside herself while she let out a throaty moan.

“Mmm, Aleric.”

The young crusader gaped like a fish. Had she just uttered his name while touching herself?! The rational part of his brain realized how sinful this was, the act of self-pleasure, but the other part of him could not help but feel…flattered. Though he was bound by his Faith, he was not blind to the minotauress’ obvious attraction to him, even if he was not at liberty to return those affections the way she wanted. And it seemed that she vocalized those affections for him even when she thought he wasn’t present to hear them.

Why was Hodha so interested in him, he wondered? Why was she not concerned about finding a minotaur male for a mate? He did not know the answer to these questions and he was not about to ask her. What was clear, however, was that her attraction to him was not abating anytime soon. And he was not sure what to do about it.

Aleric shook his head, wanting to give the minotauress her privacy. He straightened out his pants and prayed for his devious erection to go down. He needed to return to the chapel and pray these sinful thoughts away.

Xxxxxxxx

The following day, Hodha and her human companion exchanged few words with each other. He was walking ahead of her, and she was watching his cute little bum, even hidden under all that armor as it was. Her thoughts dwelled on the previous night. She had known that he was watching her bathe ever since he first arrived at the hot springs. It was all part of her plan, and she’d even thrown in the fingering bit just for him, for good measure.

When they met up this morning to continue on their journey toward their next assignment for Aleric’s knightly Order, the poor young man looked flustered, barely able to meet her gaze and blushing a couple times when they made eye contact. Goodness, his virgin shyness and tendencies were adorable, and they just made her want to jump his bones even more. But she just had to be patient a little while longer. His will to resist her was cracking, and she could feel it.

Now, however, they both had bigger concerns. While trekking east through the valley toward a supposed demonic enclave, they’d found themselves in the middle of a blizzard that was only getting worse with each passing minute. The snow was practically pounding down on top of them and blowing in from every direction.

Hodha, of course, could withstand this for some time given her layer of fur, but she was starting to worry over her human companion. He was bundled up in a fur cloak and his armor, but even that would not protect him for long. She could tell his shivering was getting worse and his pace was starting to slow ahead of her. They needed to find shelter, and fast.

Fortunately, they did not need to search much longer. Hodha faintly spotted the entrance to a cave off to the right. She tapped him on the shoulder, and even just from touching him she could tell that his cloak was waterlogged and practically frozen.

“Husband, over there, quickly!” She urged him. For once, he was more than happy to heed her words, rapidly nodding his head while his teeth chattered. He made for the cave entrance that she had pointed out to him while she followed after him.

Entering the cave, they both sighed with relief to be out of the storm, though they were not out of danger quite yet. Hodha immediately set to work on striking a light and getting a small fire going using flint and tinder, though it took more than a few attempts to do so. Aleric meanwhile set down their belongings, but she could tell how lethargic he was, shivering nonstop while he did so.

“Aleric,” she said, and his head jolted up at her for the rare use of his actual name as opposed to ‘husband.’ “You need to get out of those clothes, or you will get frostbite. All of them.”

He looked aghast at first, but he was no fool, seeing the logic in her words and how dire his situation was. The human man nodded and went about removing his waterlogged cloak and his armor piece by piece. While Hodha knew that this was about survival rather than for her benefit, the minotauress could not help herself. Her eyes drank in the sight as he stripped himself down. In the time they’d traveled together, he’d rarely removed his armor and clothing in her presence, and she’d spent a lot of time imagining what he looked like underneath all of that. Now she did not have to imagine anymore.

His helmet came off too, and she for the first time got her first proper glimpse at his sandy blond hair, youthful human face, and his striking green eyes. Damn it, he was the most beautiful male she’d ever seen. All she could do was imagine that handsome human face between her legs eating her snatch or him bending her legs backward and fucking her cunny in a mating press while that handsome face gazed down at her. Her human companion was like a drug that she got more and more addicted to.

When he was down to his last layer of clothing - his undershirt and pants - Aleric turned around to look at her sheepishly. “C- can you look away, Hodha?”

Hodha rolled her eyes. He could be so like a child sometimes. But she obliged him, for the sake of him getting his wet clothes off for his own well-being. She turned around and he quickly went about removing his shirt and pants. Though she’d given her word not to look, her curiosity got the better of her, and she glanced over her shoulder to sneak a peek at what she had fantasized about for many days.

She beheld his lean but chiseled torso underneath all that armor, with his bare, peach-colored skin and several small scars from previous battles. All of this did little to abate her lust, especially the battle scars for a male so young. But the most pleasant surprise came when his pants dropped to the floor, revealing his manhood. Unlike with a minotaur male, a human’s manly parts were out in the open and not tucked away in a furry sheath, and so Hodha saw it immediately.

Hodha had some preconceived notions about what to expect when it came to seeing Aleric’s member for the first time. Whatever she’d heard about human males from her old village had either been wild exaggerations from her own insecure minotaur males, or Aleric was an exceptional case among his own kind. Whatever the case, Aleric’s member was longer and thicker than she was expecting, even with how cold it currently was. Even if he’d been smaller like she’d assumed, this would’ve mattered little to her; he was her Aleric, and that was enough for her. Still, she’d be lying if she said that this was not a very pleasant surprise in the best way.

The minotauress quickly averted her gaze. With him completely nude, he huddled up close to the fire while his teeth continued to chatter, hugging his knees close to himself to hide his fun parts from her gaze. Though a part of her was ecstatic that he was naked in her presence, she knew that more would be needed to get him warm. She stood up onto her feet and began removing her own clothing.

“W- what are you doing?” he asked nervously.

“What does it look like? Look, I know you have your ‘virtue’ and all that, but there’s only one way to get you as warm as you need to be. We need to snuggle close together.”

“W- what?!” he gasped, especially when her final piece of clothing came off and she was as nude as he was. Like with last night at the hot spring, he got his first proper look at her curvy, furry nude body, his eyes tracing over her, flattering her to no end.

“You heard me, and you know it’s true. This is about basic survival, husband. Now no more protests.” She settled down onto the bedroll and opened up her arms and legs invitingly. Despite his hesitation, she could tell the extreme cold was taking its toll, and this made the decision easier for him. He sighed and quickly crawled to her on his knees. He gulped back his nervousness and wrapped his arms around her, making such intimate physical contact with her for the first time. His leg spooned around hers as he settled himself on his side, fitting himself right into her much larger body. Hodha sighed with satisfaction.

“Feeling better?” She tried not to sound giddy at the fact that his flaccid cock was resting against her leg.

“Mmm, mhm,” Aleric admitted, and she could feel that he was indeed already warming up considerably.

“Good,” she purred, stroking his shoulder comfortingly.

Xxxxxxxx

As Aleric snuggled himself against his minotauress companion, he began to relax and reluctantly melt into her embrace as he felt himself get warmer. She had been right, of course, much to his chagrin. While discomforting, this was a necessary endeavor for his own survival. He had to admit that the minotaur woman’s warm brown fur and natural body heat shared between them was doing wonders for his current condition.

And though it was immoral and he felt sheepish about it, surely the Lady would not fault him for a necessary action to survive. Hodha, luckily, had kept her hands to herself despite how intimately pressed against each other they were and how enamored she obviously was with him.

After many long moments like this, with the sound of the blizzard raging outside the cave and the sound of their own soft breathing being heard, Aleric’s eyes widened as he had a dilemma. Between his legs, his own traitorous body took on a mind of its own: his cock was growing hard despite himself. Being snuggled against this barbarian female, and remembering what he’d seen of her at the hot spring the previous night, and his immoral manhood filled with blood of its own accord. He said a silent prayer to the Lady, but it did not help; his cock only grew harder and longer.

“H- Hodha?”

“Hmm?” she asked nonchalantly.

This was bad. Very bad. His penis was swollen harder than it ever had been in his entire life. And the swollen, flushed helmet of his cock was currently probing at her puffy, aroused slit when she shifted her thigh slightly. He felt a warm moisture on the tip of his penis and he felt the lips of her labia spreading around his cockhead like flower petals. He was one thrust away from losing his sacred virginity into of the minotauress’ sex. He had to shift himself back, to move his legs, to get away, but with her warm, furry legs wrapped around his, he couldn’t.

“C- can you please move slightly?”

“Mm, move? Of course, husband. I can move.”

He let out a sigh of relief that she was actually, for once, doing what he asked of her. His relief was short-lived, however, as rather than untangling her furry legs from his smooth ones, she instead began moving in an entirely different fashion altogether. He let out a sharp gasp of surprise and slight panic as she began shifting her pelvis back and forth. In doing so, her dripping wet sex began to slide up the length of his fleshy virgin shaft. The lips of her sex glided along his shaft, leaving a wet sheen of her essence as her sex dragged across his manhood, until her pink sex hole settled itself on the fat head of his cock once again.

She continued shifting her hips back and forth, letting out soft moans and contented sounds akin to purring in her throat. Worse still, at the end of every stroke of her wet sex across his heated member, the head of his penis always caught itself right at the entrance to her sex, though it never quite entered her. But with how lubricated both of their sex organs were becoming, it was only a matter of time before his member accidentally penetrated her.

This situation that had begun out of necessity and survival had escalated to a dangerous precipice. Worst of all, it was becoming harder and harder for him to suppress his own base urges. It would be simple. Just the tiniest thrust of his hips, and he would be inside a female for the first time, and he could finally feel what that is like…

He shook his head. No. No, he could not think like that. He could not sully his own honor or that of his mercenary companion. He was a paladin of the Faith, and he had to put a stop to this madness and indecency.

“Hodha,” Aleric said sternly. “That’s enough. We are quite warm enough. We need to stop this. Now, I am going to shift out from under you to the right. You shift left so I can get up.”

What happened next was entirely unclear to the young crusader. He did not know if it was an error on his part, or on hers, but somehow, he ended up stumbling over her thigh while trying to crawl over her. She fell atop him, her ample thighs landing right onto his pelvis. She caught herself at the last second to prevent her larger size from crushing him. But there was one specific part of either of them that they did not manage to prevent from making contact.

Like an arrow thunking its way right onto the bullseye of a target, the swollen mushroom-shaped cockhead of his penis pushed its way right into her swollen, lubricated pink sex hole. Aleric froze up as a moan of unrestrained pleasure spilled from his lips, and Hodha likewise let out a deep feminine moan as his sex organ sank its way into hers.

By the Lady, she was so tight. Tighter than he ever would’ve expected a minotauress to be. Though he had no frame of reference to compare to, having kept his sacred chastity and never even slept with a human woman before, he knew that this was an abnormal sensation. Hodha, with how muscular she was, seemed to extend such muscles to the inside of her pussy, in a sense. She seemed to be putting her kegals to work, “squeezing” and milking his cock in a tight grip before relaxing, repeating the process over and over again.

Hodha for her part looked positively blissed out. Her head was thrown back and her tongue was hanging out while she wore a wide smile across her bovine face. She’d been pining over him for weeks, more than likely dreaming about this moment time and time again. Fixing her gaze on his overwhelmed and flabbergasted expression, she grinned widely and sat up, putting her hands on his chest, squeezing the muscles of her pussy again as a spurt of precum belched from his cock inside her snatch.

“Oh gods. By the Lady, w- what have we done?!” he gasped.

“You’re finally inside me, husband,” she panted with disbelief. She let out a giddy laugh. “Your lovely meat is finally inside me. Gods, it’s longer and thicker than I was expecting too, and it’s only just the tip. It’s like you’re part minotaur. Such a fine member is wasted on a chaste virgin of the faith. This thing should’ve been skewering my cunt for weeks.”

“Hodha, please get up off of me! I- I can’t do this! This is…wrong!” Gods, it felt so good though. It was like demons tempting him with the delicate touches of succubi, the way her soft walls gripped the head and first inch of his cockflesh in a snug, cozy embrace.

“Mmm, no, I don’t think so, husband. What’s done is done. Can’t undo it. And besides, this’ll keep us nice and warm, which we need to survive, yes? Might as well continue.” She licked her lips, having a downright predatory look in her eyes.

“W- wait, what’re you-” his protest was cut off with a gasp as he watched more of his long, peach-colored cock disappear inside her tight sheath. She let out a pleasured groan as she took in another inch of his human cock, gripping it tightly while layering it in more of her clear secretions dripping down his pole.

“By the Lady, no, we can’t! We can’t…” he feebly gasped, placing his hands onto her bulky torso of rippling muscle and massive breasts as if to shove her off of him - or at least attempt to. When his hands went to her torso, however, he made no attempt to truly shove her. It was as if his rational mind was saying one thing, but his entire body refused to cooperate. It knew what it wanted, even if he did not.

When she lowered her curvy, soft hips down and took another inch of his cock inside of her, his idle hands reached up to grab something to steady himself, and all he could find were her large brown mammaries staring him right in the face. Hodha let out a gasp of pleasure followed by a long sigh as his fingers dug into her ample breasts, practically filling the palms of his hands and then some.

“Yes! Wonderful, husband!” she laughed, ecstatic. “I always knew deep down you loved my big minotaur titties, sweet little man. Mmm, go on, grab them and squeeze to your heart’s content, love. I’m a strong girl, I can take it. They’re all yours.”

Before he could protest again or attempt to remove his hands from her soft, fur-covered breasts, Hodha took that precise moment to give a sly wink down at his perplexed expression before she slammed her hips down at full force, practically bruising his inner thighs in the process. In one go, the half of his cock that was still outside of her punched inside her, the fat tip of his cock hitting her cervix as the entirety of his cock now filled her up, while up top his hands dug into her breasts on reflex and he pinched her nipples between his fingers. She screamed out her pleasure as she fully impaled herself on his cock and he likewise threw his head back and moaned loudly as he truly lost his sacred virginity to the minotauress.

They stayed frozen like that for several moments, before Hodha began moving. And this time, Aleric could tell that she had no intention of stopping. She lifted herself up the length of his fleshy pole until nothing but the head was inside her, and then she slammed back down, smacking his hips with her furry thighs. She took great care not to put too much of her weight onto him, but his cock and her warm, tight sex kept them joined together all the while.

With all pretense gone, she began to ride him in earnest, throwing her head back as she licked her lips and moaned, even letting out a pleasured “moo” at one point. She groped her own breasts, snaking her hands on top of his while she smiled lustfully down at him, sliding his cock in and out of her sex.

“H- Hodha! N- no, we need to…stop…” Aleric could tell how insincere his feeble protests were becoming. The more this continued, the more he wanted it to continue. Soon enough, he wouldn’t want to stop.

Hodha shook her head. “What’s done is done, love. Might as well make the most of it. This’ll keep us even warmer, after all.”

That was true. Immoral as this was, this would undeniably aid in their survival. Maybe his cock was thinking for him, and maybe he’d regret this later, but he lacked the willpower to deny her anymore.

He began to find a rhythm with her. When she dropped her hips down, he pushed up into her, sliding his prick smoothly into her exquisite tightness while he gasped and moaned. He finally understood now why other men insisted on indulging in these carnal activities as much as they did. On a base level, he physically felt better than he ever had in his life.

In short order, they fucked each other at a rapid feverish pace. Their mismatched bodies writhed against each other as their sex organs wetly slapped together as his prick filled her and then retreated over and over again, her breasts bouncing and swaying in front of his face.

“You have - ugh - no idea how badly I’ve wanted this, husband! Ever since you bested me in combat. My perfect human man, my perfect mate!” she gasped. “Kharak’s Horns, I- I’m cumming…again!”

She rode him even harder and her inner walls massaged his member so hard he feared she might squeeze the life from his cock. He also felt even more wetness coat his hard member as she cried out loud, having reached some explosive precipice. Soon enough, he obtained that same climactic end.

The milking of his member with her sex became too much. He felt a clenching in his balls and something was rushing up the length of his member. A moment later, he bucked his hips and thrust hard, jabbing his cockhead right up against her cervix as he felt rope after frothy rope of seed leave his body and enter hers. He gasped and saw stars as gush after gush of semen belched from his cock. He had never released like this before, save for the occasional embarrassing nocturnal emission in his sleep. He had a lot of pent-up seed saved up, and he spilled all of it inside her.

Hodha’s eyes widened and she screamed out a second smaller climax in rapid succession to the previous one the moment she seemed to feel his warm human baby batter filling up her minotaur womb.

“Gods! There’s so much! Such a virile mate with so much seed! Seed my womb, husband! Mmm, my perfect human!” she cried out ecstatically as her hips continued rolling, milking him for all he was worth.

He felt dizzy as his first ever proper orgasm seemed to last forever, even if it was only a few moments. But when he had finally drained his balls inside of her pussy, he collapsed, throwing his head back as his wilting cock slipped from her utterly cum-drenched depths with a slurping down, a river of his virginal semen spilling out of her gaping cunt in its wake.

She fell back off of him, collecting her breath while staring over at him lovingly, waiting for him to say something about what they’d just done. She seemed to be expecting a round of reprisals or guilt-ridden tirades about having broken his sacred vows. Instead, she looked surprised by what he had to say.

“Hodha…why me? Why did you want me so badly?”

Hodha blinked before answering like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “What do you mean, ‘why you’? You’re my Aleric, my husband. I don’t want anyone else.”

“Because I defeated you in combat?”

She tapped her chin for several seconds. “That’s part of it. But not all. You’re just…I don’t know…you’re strong, you’re adorable, and handsome, with your sand-colored hair and your smooth skin and your big, long pecker. And you’re a good man. Might be buried underneath a bunch of knightly hocus pocus, but you are a good man, a good male. Any female with a brain would want you like I do.”

Aleric opened and closed his mouth several times, unsure of what to say at the honesty and sincerity of her words. Truth be told, despite the crass bit about his “pecker”, nobody had ever spoken about him, praised him, like that before. He stared at the ceiling of the cave for several moments, sighing before he spoke. “Hodha…I will do whatever you desire from now on, as long as you promise me one thing.”

Hodha smiled, swirling her finger around in her cum-filled pussy idly. “Anything, husband.”

“Promise me that you will agree to marry me, in the traditions of my people in my faith, properly, in a chapel. You say I am your husband by your people’s customs? Then become my wife by mine. Please.”

“Done,” she replied, surprising him with how easy of an answer it was for her. “Ah, don’t look so surprised, my sweet little man. I did say I’m yours already, did I not?”

“You did.” His shoulders sagged with relief and let a small tired smile cross his lips. “Technically we should’ve waited until after the wedding to consummate our marriage. But I suppose we’ve already done that. I only hope the Lady will forgive me.”

The minotauress traced her fingers over his chest before leaning down and giving him a deep kiss before pulling back, leaving him panting. “Mm. And if she won’t, you’ll always have me.”

He let out a bemused laugh. “Yes, I suppose I will.” He sat himself up and saw that she was looking positively eager. And, truth be told, deep down he was feeling eager himself. In a way, he was glad that this had happened. It was like a burden was lifted off his shoulders; denying his desire for her was growing tiresome and more difficult the more time he spent with this…fierce woman. Perhaps it was truly easier to just accept her.

He sighed. “Well, now that you’ve given your promise that we will wed, now what?”

A wicked, devious look crossed the minotauress face and there was a mischievous twinkle in her ocean blue eyes. “Now this.”

“Hey!” he protested as she playfully shoved him onto his back. She leaned over him, letting warm whisps of breath blow onto his cock, coaxing new life back into it as she put her head close to his man bits.

“So pent up, so stressed, aren’t you, my sexy little husband?” she purred, her strong hand stroking his erection. She smiled as he shivered and bucked up into her grip. “But you needn’t be. You can use me as you like, when you like, as many times as you like. I can take it.”

The minotauress winked at him, delighting in the no-longer-virgin young man’s expression of wonder as she lowered her head down toward his crotch. His purple throbbing cock pulsed in front of her face as she let out great puffs of warm breath near his tender bits.

“Here, allow me to show you,” she cooed. She took hold of his hands and placed them onto her head, his fingertips touching her horns. “Take hold of my horns, stud, and you can lift my head up and down. Plunder my mouth and your throat at whatever pace you want. Exciting, no? I grow wet just thinking about it.”

He hesitantly took hold of her horns, and she opened her mouth for him. This perplexed and amazed him that she was offering herself to him in such a way, like her mouth was nothing more than just another hole for him to insert himself into for his own pleasure. In an odd way, his affection for this female swelled even more. Thus far, she’d been, in many ways, selfless in many of her affections toward him despite how lewd they were.

She winked at him, and that was all he needed. He swallowed and then gently pushed his cock into her warm, wet gullet, throwing his head back and groaning from the sensation. She moaned with delight at having his cock in her mouth, closing her lips around his smooth human dickflesh, her tongue curling about his shaft as she sucked him deep. After savoring the sensation for a few moments, he withdrew his length from her mouth with a wet pop, causing her to look up at him, puzzled.

“Something wrong, my love?” The minotauress asked, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

“N- no, it feels...wonderful. But is this...truly alright with you?”

Hodha barked out a laugh. “Alright with me?” She repeated. “You already gave me two lovely orgasms. Husband, my only regret is that you took your cock out instead of pushing even deeper.”

This triggered something in him. He grinned at her. Now that they’d agreed to be man and wife, truly, he felt little guilt in experiencing all the ways that his minotaur wife wanted to make love to him and indulge. “Very well,” he said commandingly. He took hold of her horns again, the horny horned woman obediently opened her mouth again happily and he shoved himself inside her all the way to her throat. She moaned in her throat as he made her gag on his cock, reaching a finger down and diddling with her pussy and clit, obviously enjoying this immensely.

“Gluk, gluk, gluk!” the minotauress let out a lewd cacophony of choking sounds in her throat as her beloved human mate used her horns to lift her down up and down his cock. More than once he asked her again if she was truly alright with this. But her eyes were blazing with lust, and she was using one of her thick fingers to play her with dripping wet cunt as she was throat-fucked with his meat, and it assuaged any concerns he had. Not only was she alright with this, hell, she was in a state of bliss by having her mouth and throat used like a wet cocksleeve.

With the knowledge that she was loving this, Aleric began to indulge his base urges for the first time in his life. Something primal spurred him into action, seeing her staring up at him with such single-minded adoration for him even as he was filling her throat with his cock. He took hold of her horns like the briddle of a horse and he used them to push her mouth and throat up and down his length over and over again. He gasped as he saw the lewd sight of the lump in her throat emerge and disappear every time he pushed his cock in and out of her mouth. He thrust his hips in tandem with using her horns to pull her head toward him. Soon enough, he felt another orgasm coming upon him.

Aleric increased his pace while moaning his pleasure, fucking her mouth like it was a pussy, his balls slapping against her chin. Her cock-filled moans increased with his moans of pleasure as the wetness and heat of her gullet got the better of him. He hilted himself in her throat and let loose spurt after spurt of warm seed into her mouth.

The minotauress squealed with delight in her throat as he filled her mouth with his salty, creamy essence. He watched her throat gulp down rope after rope of seed without wasting a drop or coughing up any of it. Goodness, what a remarkable woman.

Finally, his orgasm ended and his cock popped from her mouth wetly and he collapsed on the bedroll behind him, panting and catching his breath. Hodha sucked in some much-needed breaths as well as she drank down the last of his seed.

She looked down at him with such passion in her eyes. “You were absolutely delicious, my love. You’ll have to do that again tomorrow. Every day in fact. I think I’m already addicted to human seed.”

By the Lady, this woman was insatiable. But now she was his insatiable wife. He only prayed he had the strength to keep up with her ravenous appetites.

Hodha looked down and her blue eyes widened when she saw he had yet another erection despite all the work he’d been putting in.

“Has he not had enough still?” she gasped. Aleric shrugged with a blush at his own youthful vigor. Hodha smiled adoringly. “You’re perfect for me. Perfect.”

She settled himself down onto her knees before him eagerly. “You’re going to really enjoy this part, my studly little human. I’ve seen the way you look at them,” Hodha purred seductively, fluttering her eyelashes at him. “And I felt the way you grabbed them earlier.”

“Look at…what?” Aleric asked, gulping.

Her smile widened. “At these,” she said, hefting up her ample breasts right before his eyes.

Of course, Aleric had seen her breasts, as much as he had made an effort to sheepishly avoid doing so time and again. But this was the first time he was truly seeing them. Even in the darkness with only the moonlight creeping into the cave to partially illuminate them, he could see her bountiful chest in all its glory quite clearly enough. They were large, larger than any human woman’s that he’d come across, covered in soft brown fur like the rest of her body, and each dotted with a nipple the size of a large coin, with a darker shade of brown than her fur.

The minotaur he was to call his wife scooted herself closer to him between his legs, looking down at him adoringly. She took his cock in a firm grip and jerked new life into it. It was not hard for him to get another erection after two orgasms, giving his youthful vigor and plenty of arousing inspiration right in front of his eyes. While one of her hands stroked his cock back to hardness, the other hand was lazily rubbing up and down his inner thigh.

“No fur at all. Just skin. So smooth. Mmm I love it,” she mused. Aleric was taken aback at this, but again, part of him could not help but be flattered. Despite her earnest explanation earlier, how could such a fearsome minotauress be so enamored with a human like him? He supposed there really was no questioning what the heart desired. Besides, he had to admit that he was growing quite fond of her unique…attributes as well. The warmth of her fur, for instance, was growing quite pleasant to him, especially in this harsh tundra.

When he was fully hard again, she removed her hand from his long, throbbing pillar of flesh. She then scooted up to him and shifted down to his level and, to his surprise, she placed her ample breasts right onto his cock, pushing it between each of her furry, hefty mammaries. He gasped at the sight, especially when she used her hands to push her breasts even tighter together, encasing him in a tight yet ultra soft valley between her huge tits.

“You’re going to love this, husband,” she purred. With that, she began raising and lowering her breasts as his cock slid between them.

By the gods, what a sensation. Aleric moaned and gasped as she subjected him to the perfect combination of sensual squeezing and warm softness of her fur as his cock was encased between her bountiful breasts. To add to his pleasure, his cock was long enough that whenever it emerged from the crevice between her breasts, her tongue greedily flicked at it while she stared lustfully down at him.

He gave himself to the wonderful feelings, his hips lifted upwards to thrust his cock between her tits in tandem while her lifting up and down. His cock pushed in and out of the gap between her warm brown breasts over and over again as they worked at a feverish pace together to push him to climax. She had a wide smile on her face, clearly delighting in how much pleasure she was bringing him with her ample bosom. Between her tongue flicking and curling about his sensitive cock head each time it popped out from between her breasts, the soft squeezing sensation as he pushed his cock between them, and her sultry expressions, his climax soon came upon him.

He thrust his human cock between her hefty bovine mammaries one last time and erupted, his cock spurting cum like a geyser, soaking the fur of her chest and splattering rope after rope of semen upwards. She opened her mouth and caught as much as she could greedily with an excited throaty squeal of delight while continuing to fuck his cock between her tits to squeeze out more delicious pearly cum from him.

His third orgasm of the night ended, and he was starting to truly feel tired. He watched as she greedily ate down the layer of seed that he’d coated her furry breasts and face with, not seeming to mind the mess he made at all. He did not know it was possible to even do such things before he met this minotaur woman. He felt immensely thankful to have such a well-endowed wife with such an ample bosom in that moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that even now, even still, his cock refused to lose its hardness. It was making up for twenty years of celibacy all in one night. And Hodha was more than eager to be a receptacle for all that lust. Hodha was squatting over Aleric with her thick, muscular thighs. Her pink, dripping pussy was positioned right above the thick head of his cock, preparing to take him inside once more. She licked her lips as she saw a dollop of precum emerge from the head of his cock. She rubbed her pussy back and forth across his cockhead, delighting in the moan she heard from him as their sex organs made superficial contact.

“You were completely untouched by another before I had you? Truly? Nothing but your hand for comfort?”

He frowned at her and shook his head. “I was unmarried, and even pleasuring oneself is an offense to the Lady.”

She snorted, bemused. “Nonsense shite. Tis a bloody waste of seed from one so strong, so virile.” She then smiled, taking hold of his fleshly pillar. “No matter. From now on, your lovely Hodha has a tight cunt ready and willing to milk you of all your spunk.”

“T- that will not be n- necessary. I am more than capable of controlling my urges. This th-IS oh gods!”

Hodha had cut off his nervous babbling in a way only she could do. She’d pressed her wet sex down onto the precum-coated cockhead of his, swallowing it up with a gentle but insistent push of her hips downward. Skin met fur as their thighs just barely touched, and a throaty moan of satisfaction reverberated in the minotauress’ throat, followed by a gasp from Aleric. Most shocking of all, his own body seemed to have betrayed him and aided in the minotaur female’s further taking of his precious virginity; when her hips dipped downward and her pussy captured the first inch of his throbbing cock, his own hips had lifted upward just slightly of their own accord to push his cockhead inside her cunt.

“Mm yes, of course you are, husband. Quite capable of controlling your urges until you’re nice and snug inside Hodha’s minotaur cunny,” she intoned lustfully.

Like before, she rode him at a nice, steady pace, groping her own furry breasts while delighting in the expressions he wore. There was still some hesitation there, given that this was all new to him, but the lust was undeniably boiling up at the surface in her studly little man. This was what she had spent days upon days biding her time for. She wanted him to stare up at her like she was the most beautiful female in the world while she rode his cock, and now it was happening.

“Be honest, husband,” she panted, grinding her throbbing clit against his pelvis while stirring his nice fat cock inside her stuffed cunt, “this feels wonderful for you, doesn’t it?”

He gasped as she felt her tight pussy and her exquisite muscle control rippling and squeezing along his member again, causing her to buck up into her so hard his cockhead tapped her tender cervix. “I- it does. But-”

“No buts,” Hodha scolded gently, putting a finger to his lips. “That holy Lady of yours doesn’t like a liar, does she? Be truthful, husband. Making love to your minotaur mate, your minotaur wife, is the best thing you’ve ever felt in your life, isn’t it?”

His eyes rolled back into his head, his hands settling onto her soft furry thighs while his hips instinctively rose and fell, rose and fell, over and over again in tandem with her rocking and riding motions atop his cock. “Y- yes. Mmm, gods, yes.”

“The best?” she repeated with bated breath, squeezing his cock with her kegals again for good measure.

“The best,” he confirmed with a gasp, a spurt of precum shooting out of his cockhead and right against the dilated ring of her cervix inside her.

She smiled, seeming to look happier than she’d ever felt in her life from hearing this, truth be told. Her human husband truly belonged to her now. “That’s what I like to hear, stud. Now, fuck me. Use me. Breed me and fill me up with your half-human pups!”

This declaration spurred him into action. He used all his strength to flip her over onto her back, though in reality she eagerly allowed herself to be shoved over. She eagerly went up onto her hands and knees and shook her thick furry rump at him, flicking her tail playfully. She reached back and used two fingers to splay open her pink sex, inviting him to fill her again.

He settled himself on his hands and knees behind her, lined himself up and shoved himself inside her cunt again, moaning from that warm wet tightness surrounding his member. He began fucking her in this position like an animal, her breasts swaying back and forth beneath her while they moaned together.

He drove himself in and out of her while she rolled her hips back at him, eagerly letting herself be used like a bitch giving herself to her alpha. From an outside perspective, it would almost look comical, to see this seven-foot tall behemoth of a minotaur female being bent over and fucked by a mere human man significantly smaller than her. But he was minotaur-sized in one particular area down below, and he had the vigor to keep up with her albeit barely.

After fucking her vigorously in this position for some time, he rolled her over onto her back, spreading her legs wide open and settling his smaller body between her immense thighs. He pushed back inside her as her hips thrust upward to meet his thrust as they joined once again. She lovingly took him by the back of the head and yanked him down to snatch his lips in hers, her tongue tangling with his as they passionately kissed.

Pulling back, she heatedly proclaimed, “I fucking love you, husband.”

He could no longer deny feeling the same. “I…f- fucking love you too…barbarian,” he said with a grin.

She chuckled. “Don’t think I’ve ever heard you swear before. Or smile.”

Still wearing that grin, he took that moment to thrust down into her, hard, hitting her cervix with his long cock and making her gasp. “Get used to it. You’re a bad influence on me.”

They made love well into the morning until passing out, just as the storm outside began to abate. By morning, her womb was utterly bloated with human semen, and their naked bodies - skin on fur - were snuggled up against each other. The crusader woke up, feeling better than he had in his entire life while he used his strong minotaur wife’s breast as the best pillow.

It was still surreal to him, the circumstances that had brought them both here, but despite some hitches along the way, it was clear to him that there was no other woman in the world he’d rather have as his wife, and damn what the world thought of it.