FREYA POV
I met Colt down in the lounge of the pack house. Over the winter I grew accustomed to seeing him in a shirt and shoes, so him being dressed up today isn’t surprising. Though I do have to say, he looks especially good today.
“Ready to go my love?” He asked me, holding his hand out for me to take.
“I sure am! I’m really excited to go horseback riding!” I said, trying to keep my cool. I am a wolf after all, I don’t think I’m supposed to be this excited to ride another animal. I think it’s some kind of professional courtesy or something.
Oh screw it, this is f****g exciting! I grabbed his hand and rushed excitedly out the door with him where we were greeted by two absolutely stunning horses. One had the name “Bandit” on the saddle, he was bigger than the other horse. He was all black with white on his face just over his eyes and a strip that went down to his nose. He looked like a bandit, I imagine that’s where the name came from.
The second horse was smaller, and based on the missing gigantic piece of equipment under her, this one was a female. Her saddle read “Persephonie”, which intimidated me a little bit. She’s a beautiful brown horse with a black mane.
“Umm, am I riding this one?” I asked as I pointed at her.
Colt laughed, “Yes, she’s the best with women.” He walked over to Persephonie and patted her neck, “Aren’t you girl?”
I tried not to look worried but from what I’ve heard from other members of the pack, the horses are generally named for their personalities.
He looked over to me and started laughing, “Her name comes from her power. She’s not a crazy horse, she’s just very majestic. I would say the name suits her, she’s very queen like.”
Watching him with her was kind of nice. He’s so gentle and loving toward her. I could tell he’s created a bond with her. “She was born from my mother’s horse. She looks just like her.” He said as if he was reading my mind.
He helped me up on the horse, since I’ve never ridden one before I was getting more and more nervous about it. He instructed me on how to hold the reigns and the things I need to say when I want her to stop or run. He instructed me on how to move my feet, tapping her lightly with them when I want her to walk and a bunch of other things that I wasn’t totally paying attention to. She started shifting and moving under me and all my common sense went out the window.
“Calm down baby, she’s not going to hurt you. If the worst happens and she starts running when you don’t want her to and you forget what to say, just hold on. She’ll stop, when I come up next to you.” He told me. I guess that helps calm me down a little bit.
“She really is a good horse, you’ll end up loving her once you get past your nerves.” He smiled at me and patted her on the neck again.
He got on his horse and gradually we both began slowly moving. After a little bit, my nerves went away, and I was comfortably riding alongside Colt as we trotted through the meadow he took us to. He brought us to a stop along the side of a creek. As we dismounted from our horses, I realized that I don’t think I’ve ever seen a creek before. It was beautiful. It looked like a river but smaller, the water doesn’t look like any part of it goes past your knees.
There’s rocks all around the water and the plants around it are so perfectly green already in the season. I squatted down and placed my fingers in the running water, it’s very cold. “The water is from the snows melting at the top of the mountain. It’s so clear and clean a human could drink from it.” He said, and boy you could really tell! You could see everything in this water, there was nothing about it that didn’t look like you could drink right from it.
I turned around to look at Colt and found him laying out a big blanket and he had a basket with him I didn’t notice through our ride.
“Whatcha doin?” I asked as I started walking over to him.
“We’re going to have a picnic before we continue our ride.” He said as he walked around the blanket making sure all the sides and edges were smoothed down and made the blanket look like a perfect square on the ground. A large square.
He sat down with the basket and I sat down next to him. In this moment seeing him out here in this beautiful land, watching him with the horses, and seeing him as a wonderful dad lately I was starving, but not for the food.
He opened the basket like he was grabbing something out and I stopped him. I grabbed the basket and sat it next to him and climbed up on top of him. I forced a kiss on him, a kiss that he didn’t fight at all. He deepened the kiss and his grip on me tightened. I ran my fingers through his hair and lightly bit and sucked on his lip drawing a very sexy groan from him.
He ran his hands up my body and his member began digging into my core through my panties. I imagine he could feel the heat and moisture coming from me. He lifted me up off him so he could free his member, I wasted no time wrapping my mouth around it as quickly as I could so he couldn’t protest. He’s been treating me like I’m breakable lately, so today I’m going to remind him that I’m his strong wife and nothing has changed there.
I could hear his breath hitching as I moved slowly up and down, increasing my pace each time. I could feel him begin to twitch in my mouth. Knowing he was about to unravel, I pushed him down to the back of my throat just as his warm juices emptied into my mouth. I licked up every little drop I could, I missed the taste of him. When I looked up at him, the hunger I missed seeing in his eyes was back. The glow of his eyes made me even more wet with anticipation.

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