"Why are you still gaping?" He asked. "You just called him a her." He raised an eyebrow. "Because it is a her and not a him." I walked and stood in front of him. "No it is a him and not a her, that is why his name is Greg." He looked thoughtful for a moment, "Then if it is a him and not a her why is it that he keeps on rubbing his head on my stallion then?" I looked at them, they did look like they were in a deeply passionate position.
"He probably has an inch on the head and he is using your stallion as a scratch." That made sense did it not? "Now I understand why she did not want to go with you, first of all you called her by a wrong name and secondly you failed to see her gender." "Thanks to a horse that almost bit of my hand and gave me the most remarkable present ever." He looked at me and I felt butterflies in my tummy, I was hungry, yes I was. "Georgie and Ruthless, I believe you have met him already, he is quite big and knows how to handle a girl."
Did he just call me a girl? "He did not handle me, I handled him and he obeyed to my every command and I am a lady not a girl." The look he gave me was odd, "He is quite big and strong and can do.. certain things to you, I am sure that is a lot for you as a girl." I felt rage boiling up in me, and he smirked.
"No matter his size, length, breath or his measurements. I can handle him, I know how to and I will definitely do." He simply stared at me. "And I am not a girl." It was the slightest movement, but I saw his body stiffen and adjust his pants a little bit. "I would love to see how you handle him, but I must warn you, he does things according to his pleasure."
By now I was convinced that she was a Georgie as she was snuggled so close to her I think lover is an appropriate term to describe him. "I will show you one day." It sounded like an animal being strangled or fighting but the sound came from his direction. "Georgie," I said her name out loud and she looked at me with sunken eyes she was lying on her side, that was when I remembered her tied leg.
"Can you help me with something?" He was within my side in a few strides. "She does not look alright. She has something tied to her leg, this." I pointed to the clothe, "fuc-." He cut off and looked at me, "You do not have to be all holy with me, fucking hell, I completed it for you, I have learnt more profanities than actual manners." He smiled, "No wonder that makes you so different, it was really weird hearing one of the servants gossiping about cocknuggets and cockwaffles, though those sound practically interesting, said it came from a certain lady. I wonder who that would be."
I bit my lips lost in thought. "I guess we would just have to wait to find out." His gaze stayed on my lips even as I spoke, his lips, soft and pink partly part reviling his white teeth, his eyes a shade or two darker than the usual green. I looked away. I felt embarrassed and I blushed.
"You have to hold her down so I can try to remove it again." "You already tried?" He asked. "Yeah, while I still thought she was a he and was trying to kill me, let us just say I have more bruises on my delicate behind than I have on my face." I slapped my mouth shut with my hand, curse my thoughts and big mouth, "I guess we should find you treatment for your delicate behind my lady, as it is very important before tending to Georgie, as a matter of fact, I think I am good for the job, all it needs are skilled hands." And he raised his hands and brought them before me, like an offering.
I felt excitement run through me, definitely my hunger issues. "Just help me will you, I would not want to be the person that ended a romantic love story because the prince could not stop talking." "You still believe in love?" I brushed my hand along the black stallion, "I do with all my heart, I believe in it and it is what I want for myself." "What if someone offers you lust, money and more power, someone like me would you accept or refuse." I looked at him and thought of my life if I were to accept it. I just could not form the images. "I would not, I want a man who would love me and not lust after me, lust is but for short while, while love is longer." He put his hand on the grey horse trying to calm her down, I had barely touched her legs when she kicked out with all her energy, I was not prepared and I did not see it coming, I fell backwards expecting the cold hard floor but all I got was a brood hard chest and arms that encircled me. "Naomi are you alright?"
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Historical FictionWhen Lady Naomi Faye Kathleen the fourth daughter of the Archduke and Archduchess Kathleen receives a letter from the king himself requesting her to attend the year's season ball to compete for the prince's hand, she becomes devastated as she feels...