Horse Mountain Shifters Bundle: A Curvy Girl and Stallion Shifter Western Romance Box Set

by Sierra Brave

  “Scarlett?” Davis tapped the side of her face. “Are you in shock?”

  “No, I’m dreaming.” She looked him right in the eyes.

  “Sorry, but you’re not.” He shook his head.

  “But… It’s the only thing that makes sense.” Her voice was low and timid.

  Davis took her hand and placed it on his bulging cock, wrapping her fingers around the girth. “Does that feel real to you?”

  She nodded.

  “Good…how about this?”

  He reached over, stroking one of her stiff peaks with the back of his fingers before taking it between his thumb and forefinger, gently twisting and teasing until he had elicited a moan from her.

  He lowered his head, whispering in her ear. “That sure sounded real to me.”

  She squirmed as her body quivered and her skin tingled. He was right. Every nerve ending in her body was snapping and popping.

  Unsure what to do with this revelation, she blinked, fear weighing heavily on her chest. “Okay, it’s real. You’re a horse…man.” Maybe she was going into shock but she didn’t feel unsafe just utterly surprised.

  “Basically, but we prefer equine shifter.” His chin was resting on the top of her head now.

  “We? There are others like you…oh shit, all of those horses earlier.” She exhaled a ragged breath, her mind boggled.

  “You’re a quick one. That’s right. Did you happen to notice—?”

  She cut him off. “Some had riders.” The implications weren’t lost on her but she wasn’t sure how to feel about the idea.

  “That’s right. We aren’t a large population. We don’t have arranged marriages but oftentimes a herd will host a party for the young people and invite studs and fillies from other herds to encourage unions. But sometimes, you meet someone and suddenly, no one else will do.”

  Scarlett’s eyes widened. “Do you mean me?”

  “Do you think I would have shown you my other nature if I didn’t?” he asked as his fingers stroked her thighs.

  “You barely know me.”

  “I know you’re smart as a whip, soft-spoken but articulate and classy enough to ignore Melly’s ridiculous behavior. You even managed to survive an evening with my crazy family without taking to the wind.”

  “I almost ran off,” she admitted timidly.

  “I can’t blame you.” He laughed, cupping the side of her face and crushing his lips against hers.

  She stiffened. Was the man she was kissing half animal? Maybe…but how could she hold that against him? He was kind, gracious and a perfect gentleman and she was never one to be prejudice. Not to mention, she’d read her fair share of romance novels and had to admit she always had a preference for those “sexy shifter” heros. She just never—not in a million years—would have believed they were real. Her heart quickened and she reached out, grabbing him, craving his warmth. Pulling back, she broke the kiss, turning her face from him.

  “You think that’s enough? We only just met.” She stared at the flames of the crackling fire, hating herself for being so rational.

  “I know and trust me, I get it. We skipped a few steps from the meeting to mating progression, but honestly, I couldn’t stop myself. Being a shifter means avoiding entanglements with strangers. I’m not one to chase a girl, no matter how sexy her hourglass shape is…” He paused, his cheeks turning red.

  Poor thing—he really hadn’t had much practice wooing women.

  “No disrespect,” he added.

  Scarlett licked her bottom lip, her chest heaving and her cunt twitching with arousal. She gave a sideways smile. “Oh, none taken.”

  “Good…good. I was drawn to you immediately. Horses have instincts. Sometimes, they can just smell the evil coming off people but they recognize kindness too. Equine shifters have the same sixth sense. You’re special, Scarlett. When your vacation is over we don’t have to be.”

  Raising her hand, she covered his mouth. “Don’t talk anymore.” She bounced up, repositioning herself and straddling him. “You had me at sexy, hourglass shape.”

  He grinned, tilting his head and pulling her in with those gorgeous eyes. Lifting up, she reached between them, grabbing his cock and positioning it at the entrance of her pussy.

  “Easy now,” he cautioned her. “Take it all but take it slowly.”

  As soon as the words left his mouth, her pussy started to drip. Pushing down, she grimaced then groaned when the head pierced her open. It was a tight fit but a coating of her love nectar had turned the tides in her favor. She swayed her hips right to left and then in a circle, getting used to his shape again. Strong hands grasped her hips, thumbs resting on her pelvic bones as the pads of eight large fingertips pushed into her flesh. His nose nuzzled her cleavage as his face momentarily disappeared between her breasts. Tiny nibbles to each breast sent her senses into oblivion. Leaning her head back, she mewed loudly, grabbing his shoulders to keep her balance as she slid down another inch. Davis’s eyelids closed halfway as he moaned.

  “That’s it, baby…take it. Make it yours.”

  A shiver shot up her spine as she listened to him speak. He wasn’t much of a smooth talker out of the sheets but his animal instincts must have guided his words during the act. Every word he spoke stoked her fiery libido, fanning the flames of her desire. Her pussy was so slick and slippery now she could easily slide all the way down that fire pole but there was no need to rush. She settled a little more, twisting her hips as her lusty cunt sucked him in.

  “Mmmm, so thick and long!” She dug her fingernails into his skin, gripping onto him.

  “Good girl! You’re about halfway in,” Davis said, giving her ass a congratulatory squeeze.

  She huffed, raising her eyes to the ceiling. Only half—how could that be?

  His lips were at her neck, peppering a trail of kisses from her collarbone up to her throat. Cooing and purring like an animal, she arched her back, sitting down as far as her pussy would allow. His veiny girth tickled her insides, stroking all the sensitive spots at once. Fuck! It was good!

  “There you go. You claimed it all!” His eyes and his chest puffed up and pride showed in his eyes and tone. “You ready?”

  Pressing her breasts against his pectorals, she nodded, panting too much to speak. He bucked his hips, slowly at first but gradually building steam until she was bobbing up and landing with an audible smack at each thrust. Throwing her arms around his neck, she held on tight, sweltering in the heat between them. Her breasts, thighs and yes, of course, her pussy were an inferno. Feverishly, her mind went blank as her skin seared against his as if they were melding. Rippling waves of euphoria were swelling within her core, building up and nearing the brink.

  “Ah, Ah, Davis…yes!” She rode his massive cock as if she owned it, clenching as a rush of ecstasy flooded through her body, curling her toes and making her tremble.

  Still shaking, she opened her eyes just in time to witness the sexy way Davis’s lip curled when the end was near.

  “I’m ready…” His eyes rolled up as he struggled to hold back.

  “Inside…” She wanted them to ride out the aftershocks in each other’s arms.

  He nodded, grabbing her hips even tighter and moaning as he let loose. Relaxing back into the sofa’s cushion, he loosened his grip on her ass to wrap his arms around her and pull her to his chest. She rested her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily against the crook of his neck.

  Whispering in his ear, she said, “You slay me, cowboy!”

  Chapter Five

  As the morning sun hit her face, Scarlett was still basking in the afterglow from the two additional rolls in the hay Davis had treated her to in the wee hours before dawn. After he bent her over the arm of the couch and held her arms behind her back while pounding her into a writhing mess, they’d stumbled to her room and had fallen into bed. About an hour later, he was waking her up for one more go. She was well satisfied but dead tired. Sitting up, she stretched, her arms raised above her head.


  “Mmmm, mornin’, sexy,” Davis said, rolling onto his side with his elbow resting near his pillow while he relaxed his head in his hand.

  “Good morning…whoa, you wore me out.” She dropped her arms and plopped back down, her head landing on her pillow.

  “I aim to please,” he said, grinning ear-to-ear.

  She laughed, shooting him a flirty look and puckering up as he went in for a kiss. Three short raps on the door cut the romantic rapture short.

  “Who could that be?” she wondered.

  Davis looked apprehensive…as if he might already know.

  Crawling over him, she said, “I’ll find out,” before hopping off the bed and throwing on a pair of jogging pants and a t-shirt. “Be back in two shakes.”

  “I’ll be watching those shakes as you walk away.” A crooked smile lit up his rugged facial features.

  Laughing, she waved him off as she ran to answer the door. By the time she got there and opened the door, no one was there, but someone had left a bundle of folded clothes and a pair of large, men’s boots at the door. Hit by a wee streak of embarrassment, she lifted her hand to cover her Cheshire cat grin and looked around, but whoever had dropped off the package had hightailed it before she arrived. Snatching up the clothing and footwear, she held them to her chest, bringing them inside and closing the door before scurrying back to the bedroom.

  “Looks like you’ve been located,” she said, dropping the boots to the floor beside the bed with a loud thump and shaking the clothes at him.

  “Oh God…how embarrassing.” He covered his face with both hands and shook his head before reaching over and taking the jeans and flannel shirt.

  As he held up the shirt, she noticed something sticking out of the breast pocket and pulled it out. “What’s this?”

  He unfolded the scrap of paper, took a look and laughed. Holding out the note toward her, he said, “Gram says if I know what’s good for me, I better have you to the house in time for brunch.”

  Her hair whipping back and forth, she shook her head, trying to stifle her nervous laughter. “You think that’s a good idea? You keep bringing me around this weekend, they might get all attached to me.” She plopped down on the edge of the bed next to him.

  Reaching for her, he encircled her waist with his arms as he sat up, bringing his lips to her forehead. “Why should they be any different than me? I’m attached to a powerful degree.”

  “Is that right?” She couldn’t resist running her fingertips over his chest and down to his navel.

  “Damn right. Aren’t we a couple now?” He nuzzled against her hair.

  “You sure you weren’t caught up in some post-equine morph intoxication when you said all those sweet things? Might not be easy—I live three hours away, have a job there and sometimes I can be a real bitch.”

  “Come on now. Don’t ever use that word to describe yourself, and three hours ain’t nothing to fear. We’ll email, Skype and text, and on weekends, I’ll go see you…you’ll come see me. It’ll fall into place. You’ll see.”

  “You better not break my heart.” She wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “You have my word.” He pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her tenderly. She closed her eyes, content but cautious. She and Davis were from two different worlds. Things might not always be easy and they still had a lot of things to work out but he was worth the effort.

  About Sierra Brave

  Sierra Brave is a multi-published author of racy romance with a love of fantasy fiction and well-written yarns spun from everyday situations. Her love for erotic literature started when, as a senior in high school, she managed to snag a copy of the old classic, Fanny Hill. Sierra still remembers how deliciously naughty she felt carrying her copy in her book bag and hopes all her readers will feel just as daring and liberated while reading her books.

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  More in the Horse Mountain Shifters Series:

  Real Cowboys Love Cats

  Bridling Lucy

  Saving Suki

  Triple Passion Play Series

  Rock You Like a Hurricane

  The Power of Three

  Baby Makes Four

  Triple Naughty Christmas

  Horse Mountain Heat

  (Formerly published with Ellora’s Cave as Bareback Christmas ISBN 9781419994838)

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  Edited by Jill Noelle

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  Electronic book publication March 2017

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  Riding in the New Year

  Sierra Brave

  Chapter One

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  Scarlett rolled her suitcase in through the front door of the quaint, one-story house she rented from her great-aunt Sonya. After closing the door behind her and trekking the fifteen paces to her couch, she collapsed on top of its micro-suede cushions and puffed out a long breath. She was exhausted. In her rush to run away from her problems, she had hardly noticed how long and arduous the drive up to the mountains had been, but on the way home, she had been burdened by every twist, turn and bump in the road. Her time up on Horse Mountain had been so magical, she hadn’t wanted to leave.

  While staring at her walls—painted pale yellow up top and Williamsburg blue just below the chair railing separating the two hues—she tried to pull her thoughts together. Davis…he was first and foremost in her mind. Scarlett still found it difficult to believe everything that had happened over the past few days. When she left home just before Christmas, she had been a heartbroken, jilted woman, but she had returned…what? She’d certainly met the man of her dreams, a rugged, sexy cowboy with a heart as beautiful as his gorgeous face, and miracle of all miracles, he was into big girls.

  Long, brown hair, sea-green eyes, and a body carved by the hand of God…how could she resist? She couldn’t. She hadn’t. A grin spread across her face as she remembered how cute Davis had been as he shyly released the beast in his pants. A quiver ran down her spine just thinking about it. On the other hand, Davis’s long, thick cock hadn’t been the only animal he was hiding.

 
Her heart rate increased as she recalled Davis’s big secret. Amazingly enough, he had felt strongly enough about her to share… He was a shifter! She had fallen for a man who could transform into a horse. For that matter, so could most of his family. How was this supposed to work? Every minute of her long drive home had been a rollercoaster of emotions, cycling from joy to niggling doubts, to fear and then to a big headache, requiring a stop at a gas station for aspirin and a slushy. Could she and Davis really make it as a couple?

  The ring of her landline pulled Scarlett out of her own head. She reached back over the couch’s arm and felt around the side table until she touched the receiver. While picking up, she sat upright and brought the receiver to her head. “Hello.”

  “Scarlett?” The familiar voice on the other end sent her mood into a downward spiral. She frowned, not even wanting to reply to Robert, the asshole who made her waste years of her life on him, only to cheat on her right before the Christmas he had promised to give her an engagement ring.

  “What do you want?” Her eyes narrowed as she spoke.

  “I’ve been calling for days! Where have you been?” He sounded exasperated. He’s has some nerve taking that tone with me after what he did.

  “How are my whereabouts any of your business anymore?”

  “Aw, don’t be like that, honey. I’ve been worried sick about you! I called your mama’s house, and she didn’t even know exactly where you were. I went to your place, and it was dead silent.”

  “Too bad you weren’t so concerned about me when you fucked a random girl,” Scarlett replied and added a cynical laugh.

  He huffed in annoyance. “I made a mistake. How long are you going to make me pay for it?”