Christmas with the Stallions (6 page)

Shelly stopped at the door. “Oh, my God.”

“What?” Haley snapped.

“You’re fucking both of them, aren’t you?” she asked.

Colt expected her to deny their joining but instead she said,

“You’re damn right I am, and I’m not a woman who shares.”

Shelly narrowed her gaze. “You always were selfish, Haley McIntire,” she snipped, slamming the door when she left in a huff, but at least she disappeared before Colt did something he’d regret.

* * * *

Colt headed straight for the shower. He wanted to get cleaned up and he needed to calm down. Then, he planned to fuck Haley straight through the day with very few breaks.

When he heard her enter the bathroom, he said, “I’m only warning you once, Haley.”

“Don’t bother,” she said, yanking the designer vinyl curtain back.

“Seth already told me and if it’s sex you need, you have me.” She stepped inside the large shower and he immediately grabbed her, snaking his arms around her and lifting her to him in one sudden move.

Her legs wrapped around his waist and he slipped inside her folds.

“Good God, this feels right.”

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With palms to her ass, he hammered inside her, pressing her back against the shower stall wall. Humping her like he couldn’t go deep enough, she clawed at his shoulders and rode his cock, grinding her mound against his pelvic area as he stretched her, taking her all the way to the base of his cock. Uncertain at various points of where his body ended and hers began, he tirelessly screwed her.

“Colt,” she said breathlessly. “Slow, take things slow.”

“Can’t…” he said, stroking her evenly, “I can’t right now.” He clasped her hand with his and held it high above her head. God help him, she felt tight around him, milking his skin, threading his cock so deliberately that he swore when she climaxed. The heat was intense, the friction remarkably even more pleasurable than the first time he’d fucked her.

“I love you,” he said, screwing her still harder. “God, I love you.”

“Yeah,” she said, nipping at his lips. “Then when you’re this horny, you find me. Not Shelly, but me.”

She squeezed her legs and rode him. His hips moved faster and faster and his thighs bunched. “Oh, shit,” he muttered. “Come for me right now. Again, baby. Let me feel you milk it, doll. Take hold of this cock and ride, baby. Oh, God yeah, ride me.”

He gripped her perfectly shaped bottom and moved her up and down his shaft until he filled her with his cum. Then, he waited a few minutes and started all over again.

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They woke up to freezing room temperatures. The cold air filled her senses and she realized at some point during the night one of her men opened up the window. She inhaled. Christmas hung in the air, and her nostrils filled with the scent from the small pine trees she used to decorate her entire house.

Incredibly saturated, she wanted sex and since she had two men there to please her, she didn’t have to want and not indulge. Watching them sleep, she found it highly erotic seeing them cuddle in one another’s arms.

Their thick limbs tangled and—upon closer inspection—she saw their cocks touching. Damn! How fucking sexy could two men sleep?

Turned on by their intimacy, she hated to wait, but decided to let them rest a little while longer. Rather than wake them up to service her own needs, she rushed downstairs and started the coffee. She situated the gifts around the tree and then made the hike back upstairs.

She froze on the steps when she heard the animalistic noises coming from her bedroom.

“Yeah, baby. Suck it, Seth. Um, yeah, that’s my boy. Swallow that cock. Lick me.”

She tiptoed down the hall and eased the bedroom door open.

There, in the middle of the bed, she saw passion, love, and some of the hottest oral sex she’d ever witnessed.

Seth took Colt all the way to his throat. The men were locked in a gaze she didn’t dare interrupt. Seth sipped at Colt like he tasted better than a first cup of morning coffee.

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“That’s good, Seth. Let me fuck your pretty mouth,” Colt said, spreading his legs and moving faster and faster.

He grabbed his ears and groaned. “Hell yeah,” he said, changing his stance again and slapping his thick balls against Seth’s chin.

Colt’s heavy sac smacked Seth’s face as Colt held his head closer to his groin. “Coming,” he called out, fucking harder for his release.

“Ah, God!” he exclaimed. “That’s it, suck it,” he said, patting his face while screwing his cock into Seth’s deep throat.

Seth collapsed against the mattress and Colt knelt down to stroke his belly. Taking Seth’s engorged tip to his mouth, he said, “Come here, Haley. I want you to watch.” Then he gripped Seth’s dick and sucked the cum straight out of him.

* * * *

They’d asked her what sexual experience she wanted for Christmas and she told them double stuffing. They’d looked at her with hungry eyes.

“You mean—”

“I mean double penetration in my pussy,” she informed, but then felt her cheeks burn hot by her own request.

Seth stretched out on the bed. He took his cock to hand and tilted his head in Colt’s direction. “You’ll have to take us now, while we’re still somewhat soft, otherwise these two dicks won’t fit inside your tight little snatch.”

She spread her legs and then her pussy lips parted. “Then hurry.

You’d better start now before I change my mind.”

Straddling one leg, Seth pointed his cock toward her vagina. Colt, positioned between her legs, eased her open with the head of his dick.

“That’s it, good girl,” he said.

“Now,” she said. “Please take me now.”

With a lopsided smile, Seth said, “You heard our girl.”

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“Yeah,” Colt acknowledged, nodding. “God, yeah,” he added when they slipped inside together.

“Oh, shit,” she said, closing her eyes.

“Don’t worry, the shifter fillies are able to handle this, honey.

Relax,” Colt whispered. “Just enjoy us.”

The men used one another for balance and together they fucked her at the same time. Seth pinched her nipple and rolled it to a hard point.

She stared at her men and thought about Christmas. What a gift she’d received in Seth and Colt.

“Wider, honey,” Seth said, jarring her into the here and now again.

She felt each stroke and every ripple as they took her to ecstasy and brought her down again. Then, their expressions changed. The heavy look of dire need changed to pure fulfillment and they pounded into her, their cocks swelling with the pulse of their building release.

She exploded again and they came with her, thrusting forward and pulling back, almost withdrawing before they collapsed on top of her, their hands rubbing and caressing her as they whispered soft promises against her skin.

“I’ll love you forever,” she said, feeling the surge of emotions taking over her mind, soul, heart, and spirit.

“You’ve loved us always,” Colt informed, stroking her head and withdrawing with Seth when he made the first move.

“I…” she couldn’t think. Had she loved them since the day she’d met them? Possibly. She certainly found them hard to resist and since the first day, fantasized about them. But even daydreams couldn’t have prepared her for this.

Seth cradled her in his arms and Colt slid in behind him, making sure he embraced her as much as Seth.

She’d never felt so loved. She’d never felt safer. She’d never felt such passion. And she’d also never felt queasier.

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She rushed to the bathroom and hovered over the commode. Her face was in the bowl before she had time to contemplate what was happening to her.

Seth and Colt rushed in. Seth grabbed a washcloth and tried to bathe her face and neck with the cool rag.

“No,” she said, placing her hand up. “Please…let me sit here alone.”

“Not a chance,” Colt said, sitting behind her with outstretched legs, tickling her back as she lost her breakfast, lunch, and dinner from the day and probably even the week, before.

“I’ve…never…been…so…sick,” she said, throwing up all over again.

Seth sat on the vanity and watched her.

She waved them away. “Please! Oh, please,” she said softly.

“Leave me here by myself.”

“We can’t Haley. Let us help you,” Seth said.

“What do you mean you can’t?” she demanded, hugging the toilet.

“I don’t want anyone to watch me puke!”

She quickly grabbed the rag from his hand, wiped her mouth, and peered over her shoulder. “Oh no, oh no you don’t,” she said, shaking her head violently. “I am not pregnant. Don’t you dare look at me that way, Colt Stallion. I must’ve eaten something that didn’t agree with me.”

Colt grinned and kissed her shoulder. “Merry Christmas, Haley.”

Quickly, she turned what she hoped was a venomous gaze toward Seth. “You planned this!”

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Colt rubbed her back. “Haley, calm down. This bathroom is big but I’m not sure the space will accommodate a horse. Remember, you’ll shift when anger is your strongest emo—”

She neighed out loud when she shifted right into her horse form.

Stamping her hoof mighty close to Colt’s treasured cock, she tossed her head up and down.

The bathroom was big enough for her. She didn’t care about making room enough for three.

She wanted them out of there. Right then and there, she wanted them to disappear. They’d tricked her. Damn it to hell, they knew she was pregnant all along. She glared into the mirror behind Seth. Hmm, she thought, at least she was a right pretty horse.

Yeah, and soon she’d be a pretty pregnant horse.

She stamped her hoof again and transitioned back. Seth hurriedly grabbed a blanket from the bed and wrapped it around her, gathering her in his arms.

“What are you doing?” she demanded.

“Shh,” he whispered.

“Hurry,” Colt said, following them down the hall.

She panicked, fear rampant in her veins. “You mean I’m having this baby now?”

“Why hell no,” Colt said. “But since you’re such a stubborn woman, we’re getting you out of the house so that when you—”

Seth barely made it to the front porch before she shifted back once more. “Damn it, Haley. I want you to stop this behavior.”

He called out to the open wind as she took off at a gallop and headed for the lower fields. The only thing she heard behind her was Seth telling Colt, “Let her go. She’ll come back when she’s ready.”

* * * *

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form, she wasn’t sick and in fact, she felt better than she’d felt in ages.

She trotted along the fence line of the property and spotted Shelly’s black Toyota coming up her driveway. She didn’t care, she thought. Let them have a go at Shelly, too. After all, it was Christmas.

Maybe they’d shift her into a horse and then she could run wild and free with her best friend.

She looked up and saw Shelly get out of the car with her arms loaded down. A peace offering, she thought. Uh huh, sure, that’s why she wore a bright red dress so short it barely covered her.

Snorting, Haley raised her front hoof and reared high. No damn way, she thought. She used the holidays for an excuse to come in and flirt with her boys, correction…her stallions. Oh no, this didn’t work for her. Shelly had it right before. Haley didn’t share, and she certainly wouldn’t give her time alone with her men.

Galloping over the open fields, she jumped a small creek and sloshed through a few puddles. When she finally reached her porch, she concentrated on shifting back. The transition took her from cantering for home in her horse body to rushing through her front door covered in mud and of course, completely nude.

“Oh, my God,” Shelly gasped, quickly placing her boxed goodies on the kitchen counter. “Haley!” she rushed toward her. “What the hell happened to you?”

Colt ran downstairs and happened to have a large towel in hand.

He must’ve been watching for her. Wrapping her body against his, he said, “Damn it, you’re sleepwalking more and more.” He brushed her hair out of her eyes. “Are you all right?”

“Ye…esss,” she said, shivering and thankful he thought of an excuse.

He quickly picked her up and carried her toward the stairs. “Hello, Shelly,” he said coolly. “There’s fresh coffee on. Make yourself at home. Seth will be down in a minute.”

“Oh, um—okay, great,” she said. “I’ll wait on you, Haley.”

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Lucky me, she thought, jealousy still flaming her temper. Colt carried her to the bathroom and Seth moved out of the way. “Is Shelly still downstairs?”

“Of course,” Haley bit out.

“Don’t ask,” Colt advised Seth, stepping into the shower and tossing the towel on the floor. He undressed after he helped her stand under the spraying nozzle.