for him. He buried his face in my neck, pushed into me deeper, rougher, and trembled as he cried out my name just seconds later.

He stayed inside me as he walked backward and sat us down on the bed. Breathing heavy, our foreheads pressed together, feeling sweaty and in love we sat there and just revelled in the pleasure we’d just created. I laid on top of him, enjoying the feel of his body pressed against mine. His still-semi-hard cocked rubbed over me and I shivered and moaned. I wanted him again and we’d just made love. I was insatiable for him. I felt him twitch below me and a smile crossed my face.

“You ready to go again?”

“Always, for you darlin’,” His voice was low and growly. Tingles crawled through my body and lust pooled in my chest for him.

“I love it when you call me darlin’.”

“I know.”

I winked. “Hells yes. Makes me want to do dirty, dirty things with you.”

He leaned down to kiss me again and then paused, looking around the tack room. He smiled. “Did you hear that? Sounds like a baby’s coming.”

Sure enough when I stopped and listened I could hear rustling coming from Elle’s stall. I hopped up and jumped putting on my pants.

Reaching out his hand, he grabbed for mine. “Come on, let’s go see if she needs help.”

When I peered over Elle’s stall, I saw her laying down. She neighed softly and you could tell she was starting to push. A few minutes later, we started to see the foal’s legs. Beau slowly entered her stall, watching her push. He grasped the foal by its legs. “What are you doing?”

“Helping her out a little bit. I’m not pulling it out, I’m just holding traction so it’s easier for her to push.”

I nodded. “Oh, okay.” The nose came out a few minutes later and Beau was quick to remove the mucus covering its nostrils so it could breathe.

I watched him reach up and pat Elle. “Alright, girl. Here comes the hard part. This little one’s shoulders are coming next.” She neighed again softly as if listening to his words and pushed. I could see she was getting restless and worn out, but she was strong. I would be too if I had to push a baby that big out of me. The foal’s shoulders came out and Beau stopped holding onto the foal as it slid the rest of the way out and onto the hay covered ground. My eyes trailed to the end of the barn and I could see Zeus hanging his head out listening.

I walked his way and he knickered. “Hey, dad. Momma’s doing okay. Baby is super cute. You did good.” I scratched his head and he leaned into me, sniffing my pockets for treats. His hot breath heated up my clothes. “Okay, let me go check on mama. I’ll be back.” He tossed his head as I walked away as if to say, “Hey, we weren’t done yet. Come back.”

Back at Elle’s stall I looked in and saw Beau checking over the baby.

A grin spread across his face as he looked up at me, “It’s a boy.” He was the most handsome foal I’d ever seen. Jet black onyx hair like his papa with a white on his forehead like his mama. He was a big boy and I was a little surprised she hadn’t had difficulty delivering him. Beau stepped out of the stall and we watched from the window as mother and foal bonded. She neighed lowly, looking over at her foal. She went to stand ensuring that she didn’t step on the baby then came back to lick and nuzzle him. For a second it looked like she was biting him, but that wasn’t the case. Elle was simply cleaning her baby.

For the next half an hour we watched as the foal tried to stand up time and time again only to fall over itself. Those brand-new legs were unusual to him and he wasn’t exactly sure how to maneuver them properly. A few times we chuckled as he tried and ended up plopped back on the ground.

My heart fluttered over this tiny little horse. He was so new. So precious and my yearning to have a baby of my own crept back in. I wondered if when Beau and I had a child, who would it look like. Would it have dark hair or light hair? Tall or short? Boy or girl. I could picture a miniature version of Beau and it made me smile. A tear slept out and slid down my cheek.

I felt his fingertips against my cheek before he leaned in and kissed it away.

“Why the tears, babe?”

“I think I’m ready.”

“Ready for…”

I pointed to Elle and the foal.

“I want us to start trying to have a family. I want babies of our own.”

His face lit up like I was about to give him the best news he’d heard all day.

“You saying what I think you’re saying, Cassidy Mae?”

“Yeah.”

“Hells yes, Cass. I’ve been waiting for the day when I could put a baby in you. Do you know how much I love you?”

He trailed kisses down my neck and all I could think about was stripping him down.

“Mmmm… how about we start trying to get me knocked up tonight.”

“Who says we have to wait until tonight?”

THE END

Second Chance Rescue

The plan was simple. The results are anything but…

I’ve lost too much to even think about opening my heart to anyone again. Grief consumed my life, and all I wanted was to be left alone so I could drown my sorrows while trying to find a sliver of relief at the bottom of a bottle.

But my father saw right through me, throwing me a curveball I never saw coming. Go back to working at our family’s law firm, or take a wife. If I don’t, I can kiss my inheritance goodbye.

Luckily, I have another card up my sleeve—and her name is Macy. She’s

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