Harnessed Passions (46 page)

"Why? What's wrong with my horse?"

"Nothing's wrong with the bloody beast," he
snapped, irritation echoing in his eyes as he slid his arms into
the light blue work shirt.

"Then why can't I ride her?"

"For a number of reasons, the first being I
won't allow you to. That bitch nearly killed you the night of the
fire and I won't allow her the chance to correct the mistake."

"Daniel, it wasn't Biscuit's fault. She was
trapped. It's my fault I got stuck in the fire, not her's."

"That's not good enough, Julia. I hate that
horse and I don't want you near her, understand?" The finality in
the man's voice would have stopped anyone else, but not his wife
and he knew it the moment he saw the spark of retaliation in her
eyes.

"You cannot stop me from
riding my own horse Daniel Browning and I will ride her wherever
and whenever I wish, do
you
understand?" He walked over to her in three long
strides; the sight of her naked breasts stirred his senses as the
anger hardened her tender nipples.

"Listen to me Princess," he interjected
soothingly, pulling her against the warmth and security of his
broad chest. Her back turned rigid and he became instantly aware
she wasn't going to ease up on the subject until she won the
argument.

"Your horse couldn't be ridden right now
even if I did approve. She's in estrus and is very difficult to
control."

"She's what?" Julia was certain Daniel had
created a mythical disease to prevent her from going near her
horse.

"She's in heat, Julia. She needs to be
mated," he cupped her breast in his hand and smiled seductively at
her. "Which isn't such a bad idea for you either; why don't we skip
the morning feedings and let Overton handle it? I can think of a
few things more interesting for us to do than argue about a dumb
horse."

He leaned down and kissed her soft lips,
teasing and tasting her delicate mouth until she relaxed again,
arching into him. The minute he felt her body surrendered, he
lifted her off the floor and carried her back to the bed, laying
her softly to the sheets. He eyed her naked torso as he pulled off
his boots, smiling wickedly to her.

"I don't want you mating Biscuit," Julia
insisted, admiring the way his muscles bulged and rippled as he
tossed his boots aside and stripped off his shirt, exposing the
powerful magnificence of his body. Julia moaned softly, aware of
how gentle that power would be as he pulled her beneath him.

"I'm not going to mate her," he chuckled,
working the buttons of his breeches. "I'm going to mate you." Julia
blushed, seeing the hard evidence of his intent appear before her
eyes. She felt like a raging bull gazing upon him; his manhood was
like looking at a red flag waving before her lusty gaze. He came to
the bed and laid down next to her, pulling her to him.

"I'm serious Daniel," she whispered, as his
lips began stimulating the sensitive skin beneath her ear. "I don't
want my horse mated."

"Why?" he asked, paying very little
attention to her arguments; his mind and mouth distracted by the
firm mounds of her breasts. He nibbled lightly on the hard peaks
her nipples formed, sucking and teasing until she moaned soft and
deep.

"Daniel, promise me," she begged; spreading
her legs to accommodate the width of his shoulders as he knelt on
the floor beside the bed; his arms wrapping around her thighs and
pulling her toward the edge.

"I'll promise you anything you wish when
we're done. Until then shut up and mate with me."

His skillful fingers touched and caressed
the bud of her desire until she began to wiggle beneath them. He
kissed the soft skin of her flat stomach, teasing her navel with
the tip of his tongue. Julia moaned and giggled, then moaned again,
reveling in the heat and passion of his touch. He brought so many
responses out of her just by touching her, that Julia was certain
she would never be normal again.

He began kissing the soft curls that hid her
throbbing clitoris from his sight. With quick, deft fingers he
spread her lips apart and began to devour her throbbing bud. Julia
moaned again, her hips trying to rise off the bed to meet his
mouth, but he held her firmly in his embrace. She couldn’t move and
for a moment it frightened her and then he began to suckle her and
the fear melted away into the heat of passion.

Within a few brief heartbeats she felt the
lightning bolts shoot through her and she tensed beneath him,
crying out his name. her fingers wound in his hair as she held him
to her, riding out the waves of passion that seeded them
together.

Daniel rose from the floor with a wide
smile, stretching out across the bed next to her. He loved the look
of passion across her face; the deep panting of her lungs. It was
an incredible feeling to know that every orgasm he gave her was an
experience never shared with another man. He leaned across her and
kissed her neck, allowing her the time she needed to come down from
her euphoric cloud.

“
Are you alright?” he asked
with a smile.

“
Quite, thank you.” She
smiled back at him, her breath slowly returning to normal. What
this man did to her was incredible and she could never seem to get
enough of it.

“
Then it’s my turn,” he
whispered. "Touch me Princess." He turned slightly to his side
giving her easier access to his hardened flesh.

“
I need you," she begged,
taking a firm hold on his manhood and squeezed so tightly he felt
certain she intended to crush it.

"Easy sweetheart," he ordered, placing his
hand on top of hers. "If you take it off you'll never get your
wish." Julia eased her touch looking up to see him staring at her.
She wanted him, she needed him; she had to have him inside her and
she was tired of waiting.

She caught him off guard and pushed him onto
his back, straddling his hips as though he were a horse. Daniel
gasped when she mounted him; laughing softly he brushed the hair
back away from her face, holding it back in his hand as he smiled
into the eyes staring down at him.

"Are you trying to tell me something?" he
questioned in amusement, exploring her breasts and her stomach in
this new position.

"If you won't love me, right now, I'll have
to love you."

"And just how do expect to accomplish this
task of yours? I'm the one with the..."

"Don't say it!" she snapped, slapping her
hand hard against his chest.

"Ouch," he growled, pulling her down against
him. He covered her mouth in such a quick, hard action, it caught
her off guard and she opened her mouth to gasp. Daniel took
advantage of her surprise and eagerly captured her tongue with his
teeth, suckling it like a new born calf on his mother’s teat. Julia
moaned as he pushed her hips down to meet his erection, positioning
the tip of his hard penis against her wet opening then slowly sat
her back up.

The feeling of him sliding into her as she
slowly adjusted to his size was enough to drive a saint to sin. He
moaned when she straightened up and then cautiously leaned
backward, sheathing him completely inside her.

"You're killing me, Princess" he whispered
hoarsely as he closed his eyes. He began moving against her,
lifting her bottom up in his hands as he took her to new heights of
erotic lust.

She could actually feel him growing larger
inside her and smiled; after so many orgasms the night before, she
knew what was about to happen and the knowledge was as stimulating
as the act itself. Julia reached between her legs, biting her lower
lip as she touched him. She had never wanted to know more about
what was happening inside her, than she did at that instant. Daniel
opened his eyes and watched the innocent curiosity cross her face
as she touched the rock hard shaft that throbbed for attention.

“
Such a unique woman you
are,” he growled softly. “Innocence and bravery, curiosity and
restraint; you are an odd delight princess.”

Julia closed her eyes and smiled, absorbing
the impact of his deep thrusts with a soft whimper. He reached for
her hand and smiled a wicked grin to her as he placed her fingers
against her own body.

“
Daniel, I can’t,” she
gasped trying to pull away from him.

“
Why not? It’s your body;
you have a right to know every detail of it, including how to make
yourself come.” He guided her fingers to her clitoris and smiled as
the blush rose up her neck, tinting her soft cheeks. He silently
taught her how to touch herself until she closed her eyes, relaxing
into this new discovery.

The sight of what she was doing, of what he
was feeling was all it took to plunge into her deeper than she
thought she could handle, but a minute later she was lying on her
back with Daniel poised above her. He lifted her legs high in the
air and smiled down at her as she stared into the dark passion that
shined in his eyes.

“
I have a lot to teach you
my love,” he whispered in a deep, husky tone. “But there isn’t
enough time right now. Come for me and I’ll reward your patience
tonight.” Julia closed her eyes again; her body responding to his
commands, his promises echoing in her mind.

In less than a heartbeat, she felt the
searing heat take hold of her, twisting her lower regions until she
cried out. Daniel joined her so quickly it surprised even him; his
lungs heaving a deep, primal growl that bounced around the walls of
their room like thunder, filling her with his need. Julia felt the
heat in every corner of her soul; hot and alive, her body quaked
around him, embracing and caressing him with her vaginal
muscles.

Seconds ticked by before he stopped
twitching inside her, collapsing across her chest as her legs
wrapped around his waist. They lay embraced, panting like wild
horses on the run. The feeling was surreal; mind blowing and soul
searching. He lay against her chest, her breasts pressed into the
soft fur matt covering his thick muscles, her hands slowly
caressing his strong shoulders.

Daniel leaned up on his elbows, relieving
some of his weight pinning her against the mattress. He looked deep
into the emerald jewels that sparkled at him and sighed. He
couldn't remember ever being this happy before.

"Am I crushing you?" he asked, taking into
account their weight difference. Julia chuckled and shook her
head.

"Now's a hell of a time to ask, don’t you
think?"

"Was it so bad Princess?" he teased. Julia
narrowed her eyes and gently slapped his backside causing him to
growl as he lowered his weight on her again, this time in a
deliberate attempt to hold her prisoner. Julia groaned, as he
stretched out across her, his manhood slipping out of her to lay
across her damp curls. She slapped his backside again and
giggled.

"Get off me you cow."

"A few minutes ago you straddled me like a
horse, now I'm a cow. Make up your mind woman."

"I was just trying to...I mean you
wouldn't...oh forget it."

"Having a problem with your tongue
Princess?" he smiled with amusement, enjoying her embarrassment.
Teasing a woman and laughing with her after making love was a new
experience for him and he gave himself over to the comfort it
provided. Julia pushed him off her with a mighty shove before
straddling his chest again; her small hands holding his arms above
his head.

"I love you, you know?" she told him,
looking down into his handsome face.

"I know," he answered, raising his head to
kiss her lips briefly.

"But I don't think we should have done
that."

"Why?" Julia frowned; was he regretting
making love to her?

"Because, you are going to be a very sore
little filly for a while; I should have given you time to recover
from last night before I made love to you again."

"No matter how painful I may feel later, I’m
glad it happened…finally."

"Don't tell me you like making love? I
suppose next you’ll say you want it hard and fast? I thought you'd
be more of the slow and passionate type of woman."

"That's not funny," she scolded,
straightening up across him.

"What's not funny?"

"You know very well I don't know the
difference between one or the other."

"Remind me to show you later. Right now, I
think we'd better get a move on,” he slapped her bottom with a
single, sharp smack and smiled as she yelped. “It’s getting late
and the sun will be up before we're finished eating." Reluctantly
they rose from the bed. Julia cringed slightly as the pain he
assured her she would have, gripped her lower abdomen.

"I warned you; when you’re in the saddle too
long, you’re going to be hurting."

"How long will it last?" She frowned as she
bent over to retrieve her clothes she had dropped to the floor
earlier, stifling the moan.

"A day or two I should guess."

"You mean we can't make love for a whole
day?" Daniel laughed at the expression of shock and disillusion on
her delicate features.

"I never said that. We'll just have to take
it slow and not go so long. Don't worry you'll get used to it."

"Yes I will," she told him confidently.

Julia tried to ignore the man as he slipped
into his jeans and work shirt again. He was a magnificent specimen
of manhood and she blushed when she thought of all that had
happened since last night. She couldn’t wait to tell Margie how
well the plan had worked!

She quickly slipped into her new black
riding habit and turned around, offering Daniel her back. He
fastened the buttons on the bodice and smiled, turning her back to
face him when he had finished the last button. He lifted her chin
between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her to look him in the
eye.