The Red Stallion's Lover

Romance, Erotica
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Author: Rosa Steel ISBN: 9781466175082
Publisher: Rosa Steel Publication: March 3, 2012
Imprint: Smashwords Language: English
Author: Rosa Steel
ISBN: 9781466175082
Publisher: Rosa Steel
Publication: March 3, 2012
Imprint: Smashwords
Language: English

SAMPLE:

Yet Harte Connor, horse shifter, was troubled. He drew another long breath through flared nostrils, and tossed his head angrily. His fore-hooves pounded the dirt, raking long furrows. It’s him again. The scent was unmistakable. Infuriating. His delicate nostrils picked it easily from the breeze. The top note was the rough, animal musk of stallion - sweat, dirt, blood. But there was the faint undertone… he snorted, curled his lip to be sure. Definitely and unmistakably, there was the smell of motor oil.
Somewhere in these hills there was another creature like him - another man in the body of a wild horse. He’d detected this scent three times in the last week, but never yet this strongly. His curiosity made his flanks twitch. Who is he? Is he protecting a herd as well? The wild impulses of his stallion form made him want to crush this intruder. Kick, bite, stamp on him until he was broken and bloody, and could not approach his mares.

ADULT SAMPLE:

“Just be calm” Killian repeated, smiling his gentle smile. He reached up and carefully dropped the leather around Harte’s neck, slipped the buckle up until it was firm but not too tight. The sweet look of surprise on Harte’s face was fairly breaking his heart, it was so cute. Snowflakes clung to the golden tangle of his hair.
“You look so lovely.” Killian said his voice raw.
Harte smiled hesitantly at that, blushing. Killian’s hand closed warmly over his cock, stroking with fingers so firm and different from a woman’s. The snow beneath them was turning liquid on their heated skin, and they were both soon damp and sweating. The probing finger rubbed gently, feeling for the sweet point of entry, and then slowly slipped inside. Harte made a choked noise of fear and pain, but Killian held him by the collar and eased his fear with the hot contact of his body. Soon the whimpers turned to moans. The red stallion pressed harder until the finger sank deep inside him, gripped in the flinching circle of Harte’s virgin ass.

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SAMPLE:

Yet Harte Connor, horse shifter, was troubled. He drew another long breath through flared nostrils, and tossed his head angrily. His fore-hooves pounded the dirt, raking long furrows. It’s him again. The scent was unmistakable. Infuriating. His delicate nostrils picked it easily from the breeze. The top note was the rough, animal musk of stallion - sweat, dirt, blood. But there was the faint undertone… he snorted, curled his lip to be sure. Definitely and unmistakably, there was the smell of motor oil.
Somewhere in these hills there was another creature like him - another man in the body of a wild horse. He’d detected this scent three times in the last week, but never yet this strongly. His curiosity made his flanks twitch. Who is he? Is he protecting a herd as well? The wild impulses of his stallion form made him want to crush this intruder. Kick, bite, stamp on him until he was broken and bloody, and could not approach his mares.

ADULT SAMPLE:

“Just be calm” Killian repeated, smiling his gentle smile. He reached up and carefully dropped the leather around Harte’s neck, slipped the buckle up until it was firm but not too tight. The sweet look of surprise on Harte’s face was fairly breaking his heart, it was so cute. Snowflakes clung to the golden tangle of his hair.
“You look so lovely.” Killian said his voice raw.
Harte smiled hesitantly at that, blushing. Killian’s hand closed warmly over his cock, stroking with fingers so firm and different from a woman’s. The snow beneath them was turning liquid on their heated skin, and they were both soon damp and sweating. The probing finger rubbed gently, feeling for the sweet point of entry, and then slowly slipped inside. Harte made a choked noise of fear and pain, but Killian held him by the collar and eased his fear with the hot contact of his body. Soon the whimpers turned to moans. The red stallion pressed harder until the finger sank deep inside him, gripped in the flinching circle of Harte’s virgin ass.

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