by Miss Merikan
Swinging her mane, she hit it against Coal, and he stirred his hips in a way that pushed more of his cock inside. His teeth grazed her shoulder blade, and Annie gasped, wiggling her hips in delight.
What it got her was more attention and a hard thrust that had her moaning at how the cock filled her, while Coal rubbing against her tail made her body explode with a new kind of arousal. She was just so full inside, and it felt amazing. Each time Coal moved in her, the phallus shifted as well, and it was making her break into flames quicker than if he used a flint in her hair.
Coal groaned against her back, his hair tickling her ribs as he began slamming into her, never pulling out more than half his cock, always making sure he had her pinned down so she couldn’t escape taking his seed and bearing him foals.
Annie wanted to laugh with giddy happiness at the amazing feeling spreading throughout her nether regions, but she bit it back, reminding herself she was a horse, and instead just groaned out her pleasure, bucking slightly as her whole body started to vibrate.
With Coal on top of her, she couldn’t care less for things like shame and morals. None of those mattered when he held her tight and pushed his cock deep into her pussy time and time again. A part of her was proud that everyone could see he was her stallion, and she was his only.
She looked back at him, drunk on the orgasm building inside her each time both shafts moved and the hair of her tail tickled the side of her thigh. Coal was so magnificent. A true beast. Annie cried out and pressed her lips together, completely in tune with her stud as she came undone, hardly managing to keep herself upright when Coal’s thrusts grew more frantic.
She didn’t care for the gasp to her side, didn’t even hear the words someone muttered. Coal was coming inside of her, making her pussy lips shiver as he planted his seed, still moving his cock back and forth in her throbbing insides. The way he ran his tongue along her spine made her whimper.
Annie made the effort to straighten her front legs and press her breasts forward, hoping it would make for a majestic picture. Coal slowed down, pushing his cock in as far as it went and stayed like that for several moments, until the silence was broken by a loud round of applause, accentuated by clomping, which Annie soon realized was just Copper trying to follow his master’s example and clap. He must have gotten his arms unbuckled sometime during her and Coal’s mating. Annie was too tired to be self-conscious, and she just relaxed, waiting for Coal to dismount.
“What a show.” Erik was the first to speak, as Coal slowly pulled out his prick, still rubbing his face against Annie’s back. “Two majestic beasts coming together in unity. May you have many foals together.” He raised a glass of wine in toast.
Greyhurst smiled. “You two do make a nice picture. What a shame the play’s protagonist won’t be naked. It would be too scandalous in London just yet.”
Annie blinked. Did that mean Dante got the job?
Dante kneeled next to her and pulled her close into a hug. “I might be a loose cannon, sir, but I will put in the work. Percy Preston offended my beloved, and I had to act. I hope a man of the arts can understand a crime of passion?”
Greyhurst looked at them with a small smile. “Well, no wonder, if he was unkind to a pretty mare such as yours.”
Annie flushed and put the hooves against her eyes, suddenly feeling much more naked than when they fucked. Dante’s seed was slowly spilling out of her, and she could only hope she wouldn’t be the one to clean the floor.
“I do believe he could benefit the play. He is the main character of your play, isn’t he? A prime stud, wanted by all women,” said Erik, who clearly had an idea about the content of Mr. Greyhurst’s elusive new masterpiece.
“There’s no doubt about that. Even Copper seems enamored.” Greyhurst laughed. “It is truly what I wanted. A spontaneous man willing to take up any challenge, even one that leaves him bare in front of the world.”
Annie was surprised to feel cotton against her skin, and when she pulled back the hooves, she found Dante pulling his shirt over her naked body. It was just the relief she needed.
She smiled at him and pulled the fabric close around her body before starting to button it up. Her man’s chest was so broad she could easily use the shirt in place of a shift. She looked up at the two men in power and listened to their conversation, even though she didn’t understand many of the words they used. She nudged Dante with her hoof and leaned against him. “Thank you.”
Dante wrapped his arm over her shoulder, standing there naked, as if no embarrassment could ever touch his confidence. He kissed the top of her head. “No, thank you,” he whispered.
Epilogue
Annie sat by the table next to Dante and traced chalk over a little blackboard on which she exercised her letters. The English language turned out to be more confusing than she even imagined, with many words written differently than they were spoken, letters placed where no one ever heard them. But if those were the rules, she needed to learn them, and Dante was the best teacher she could imagine—patient, kind, setting little goals for her, and prizes for achievements. Those prizes were good for him as well, like some pony time in the garden, or treats to be eaten in bed, but it only meant they both worked on her skills extra hard whenever they got the chance.
And because Dante was now preparing for the play with Mr. Greyhurst, he couldn’t be home all the time, spending many hours each day in London. Annie wanted to make him proud and worked on writing and reading whenever he was away. She even secretly got a book for beginners, with pictures illustrating the most important words. Annie truly lived the fairytale now. She had a close friend in Rose, soft clothes, and she didn’t have to do almost any scrubbing. Well, she did occasionally clean a pan or the floor, but that was only because she didn’t want to put all the strain on Rose. And besides, it was nothing when the work wasn’t a constant chore with no light at the end of the tunnel.
“Annie, pay attention.” Dante pulled her out of her daydream, and she realized she’d written her name with an M instead of two N’s. He put his arm around her. “I will not marry you if you cannot sign the documents yourself.”
Annie chuckled, covering the bottom half of her face with her hand. “Sorry, it’s nothing.” She smiled at him and pressed a chaste kiss to his smooth lips. “I am trying. Rose says it goes quicker when you’re still a child.”
“Yes, I’m not saying it’s easy. But you will need to teach our little one, right?” Dante smiled back and gently petted her growing belly.
Annie pursed her lips and smiled, bumping her head against his shoulder. “Since when do foals read?”
Dante laughed. “This one will. Though we will have to keep the truth about his lineage behind closed doors.”
Annie put her arm across Dante’s chest and rested her head on his shoulder. “We’ll have to put a lock on the tack cupboard, and it will be fine.”
“I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to give up on visiting my Crema.”
“And she would be very lonely without Coal,” whispered Annie, looking into her fiancé’s eyes.
“No owners. Wild horses.” Dante chuckled and kissed her.
The end
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The Copper Horse: Fear
Book one of The Copper Horse trilogy
London
1907, twenty years into the zombie Plague
Reuben is a baker living in the slums of London, sharing a room with his father and an extended family of cockroaches. Poor, uneducated and repressing all his sexual desires, he leads a life of misery, only sometimes sprinkled with gin and a rough tumble in a filthy back alley.
But when he is abducted into Bylondon, to be the slave of a wealthy crime family member - Erik Dal, his values are put to the test. His new master is obsessed with all things equestrian and Reuben soon learns that if he obeys and performs well as Erik’s horse, he might just get everything he yearns for: pampering, foods he never even dreamed of, and shameless sex with a demonically handsome young man in leather riding boots.
As Copper, Erik’s treasured dun stallion, Reuben must submit to his new master’s obscene fancy of possessing another man completely. That is if he yearns for treats, not the lick of a riding crop. Fake tails, harnesses, and a new haircut to his ginger mane, help Reuben transform into Copper, but the fear of losing his dignity in the eyes of society might just prove to be a bigger restraint than any bit, bridle, or handcuffs.
All that for the small price of his freedom. Though at times, Reuben feels it’s his soul that Erik is after.
POSSIBLE SPOILERS:
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Genre: m/m dark erotic romance, BDSM
Themes: class differences, slavery, steampunk, alternative lifestyle, Victorian, master/servant, captivity, ponyplay, animalization, kink, organized crime, violence
Erotic content: explicit m/m erotic scenes (including ponyplay)
Length: ~95,000 words
Available at all major retailers
Stripped Raw
a Sex&Mayhem novel
--- What’s left when you strip away the lies? ---
Sam. Loyal to the Coffin Nails MC. Lives by his own rules. Weakness: Damsels in distress.
Jolie. In a deeply ambiguous relationship with the Coffin Nails MC. Lives from paycheck to paycheck. Weakness: Bad boys.
As a patched member of the Coffin Nails MC, Sam is finally living the life he was destined for. A life of Harleys, guns, drugs, and eating pussy. A life of brotherhood above all.
When he goes to pick up some pot brownies for the club president’s old lady, he meets a girl so sweet, his inner wolf wants to eat her there and then. What is supposed to be a typical fling, gets damn more complicated when the Coffin Nails decide to involve the pretty blonde baker in their drugs operation.
Jolie has a knack for baking delicious cakes, but when it comes to her taste in men, she is a self-professed failure. After a disastrous relationship, she is still picking up the pieces and working three jobs to manage the financial carnage her ex left her with. The last thing she needs is a hot piece of tattooed hunk stomping into her life. Sam calls her ‘Candy’, but with a talent for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, Jolie should be called ‘Trouble’.
To be with Jolie, Sam would have to disclose a secret he kept locked away for years. A secret so raw, that it might destroy his place in the brotherhood he’s fought so hard to be a part of.
POSSIBLE SPOILERS:
Themes: Outlaw motorcycle club, drugs, gender identity, secrets, misunderstandings, criminal activity, entrepreneurship, bad luck, debt
Genre: Erotic romance, suspense
Length: ~75,000 words (standalone)
WARNING: Adult content. Explicit sex, strong language, violence, and morally ambiguous protagonists.
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