Mother and daughter’s time alone did not last long. The sound of his large hooves upon the hard packed sand brought Melisma’s green gaze over to the approaching stallion. The way he arched his neck, his rippling muscles displaying his power, the midnight mare instant felt a stirring within her body. Though she had seen many stallions during her time in the Lagoon, and even on the Crossing after she had been freed, none made her quiver with a desire she now felt racing through her body. The heat that flushed across her skin made her shift her weight uncomfortably, though she did not move, afraid of waking their sleeping child.
As he gave the deep rumbling whicker she had come to know better than her own, Melisma reached her velveteen muzzle out towards his own asking one without hesitation. He had made it a habit when she was freshly plucked from the shadows of the Falls that moonlight night. But Cain did not need to seek her permission anymore. She had given it eternally the moment she had told him that she loved him.
Melisma drank in his musky scent as they exchanged breaths, before she reached further to trail her lips across the hard lines of his masculine face. She would never get tired of seeing those handsome splashes of color that marked his black and white features, or the depth in his eyes. “I’ve missed you.” she breathed out quietly, Phoebe still blissfully unaware at her mother’s hooves. “My heart ached for every moment I spent on the Crossing away from home. Away from you.”
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