Rage was written all over his face as he drives the mare towards the sea. He didn’t have any time to catch his breath from his recent swim. This situation was just all too perfect to pass up. An unsuspecting mare so close to the only place her stallion wouldn’t be able to reach her. If he could get her deep enough into the sea, they would be too gone for who ever owned her to stop them. The only hope this mare had left was to use her long legs to escape him, but he was quick to close off any escape routes she tries.

The voice of the mare’s own scream was not auditable to him in the rush of adrenaline. He saw nothing, but achieving he goal of driving this mare home. He would take all the attacks she could dish just to get her home where he could properly examine his prize. Cullen was excited to find out if she was indeed pregnant or not from this fall’s breeding season. His adrenaline only increases the closer he gets her to the sea. Finally, he feels the water licking his heels as he nips at her rump. Cullen does not stop; he does not look back. He doesn’t dare waste one second to see if her stallion had heard any of their screams. He drives the mare further into the sea until she could no longer run.

His lips run along the length of her spine as he directs her towards the common island. He uses his teeth to lash out at the dark mare every time she might decide to stray from their path. He would be successful in getting this prize home. Now he just hopes for the bonus that might lie in her belly.