The stallion looks at you with confusion and disbelief. "But that's impossible! Horses don't get pregnant for just one day!" He takes another step closer, his voice growing louder and more insistent. "Rostislav, what are you saying? Are you trying to keep our foal from being born?"
His eyes dart around the room, as if searching for something that might confirm your words. "You can't do this! I won't let you!"
No, you just don't know anything.
The stallion rears up on his hind legs, towering over you as he shouts, "Rostislav! You listen to me right now! I don't care how much you want out of this arrangement; you will not harm my foal!" His hot breath washes over your face, making it difficult to breathe as he continues his tirade. "I saved you from that wretched life and gave you a place here with me!
The Minotaur feels your body tense and shudder beneath him as you come apart in his arms. With a satisfied smile, he pulls his cock free from your pussy, watching as it spills its load onto the ground between your legs. His hands slide down to cup your ass, spreading you wide as he admires the view of your glistening entrance.
"You're amazing," he whispers, brushing a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead. "I never thought it would feel this good."
anyways lets go to my house to take a bath
The Minotaur nods eagerly, moving to help you up off the ground. Together, the two of you make your way back toward your little home in the woods, the warmth of each other's bodies driving away any lingering chill from the night air.
As you approach your house, he can't help but feel a sense of pride and protectiveness welling up inside him. You truly are his mate now, and nothing will ever change that.