Ridge

The swim had been a bit long, but Lucifer made it. His large frame pulled from the water as steady as he could keep himself with Rieva holding onto his mane. He had told her to do so, but that spot on his neck was a bit tender against the weight of her and the ocean. He said nothing of the sort, but the stallion stood still once she pulled away and kneeled on the ground. His gaze scanned her secretly for any wounds, but when he found none and she jumped up, he tilted his head in confusion.


Feeling her gue to his side once more, the stallion shed any and all gruffness to let his lips fiddle with her mane as his gaze flicked over to their child. He was a beautiful thing, but Lucifer was still unsure of how much he actually liked the fact there was a child. Shaking his head, the stallion put his focus back on Rieva. Letting his tail flick, the stallion turned a bit and began to walk slowly. “Welcome home my dear pet.” His tone held affection for roughly the first time ever. He had been kinder in her presence as well, but that was all only for her. Other horses would get the brute he could be and it eased something in his black slimy heart.


“I hope this place is to your liking? I am sorry it took me so long to come for you after everything.” Lucifer had not meant to leave her for so long, even if he did not wish to admit it. He was supposed to be a loner, to avoid making attachments, but for some reason Rieva just would not leave his mind and now he no longer had to worry about her. She was his and he would do his best to make sure she felt as if she were the most important.