Novel & Cerita Slow Horses

“Sweetheart, please stop eating soil, it’s not good for the baby” alpha Damian of the Golden Mood pack said to his mate, Luna Kendra. She was four months pregnant and one of her cravings was soil, especially after it rained she would go out looking for it and eat it. “I know, but I can’t help it, your pup wants it.” She answered then pouted like a teenager.

“Pull it slowly.” Midnight moved slightly. Aeliana instinctively clutched Silvanus’s arm. “W-wait! Hold on!” she stammered, her body tense. He gently brought the reins back into place, ensuring everything was steady. “As I told you before,” he reminded, “a horse reacts to its rider. Midnight senses your discomfort too.” “H-how do I even calm down? It’s so scary, especially when Midnight starts to move.” “That’s why you pull gently at first—until you get used to it. Horses don’t always enjoy slow pacing. They thrive in speed. If you go too slow, they get bored.” Aeliana took a deep breath in and out, trying to ease her nerves.

When she was done, she headed to the stables to pick a horse. "This is Hurricane, the champion of the last Northon Equestrian Competition. This horse is rambunctious and difficult to tame. No one has been able to tame it after its owner retired from the scene. Given its skill, it can compete on national and even international racecourses, but it's a pity that its owner retired. It isn't willing to cooperate with anyone else. "Many people came, trying to ride it. Some were skillful enough and barely managed to, but the chemistry between horse and rider just wasn't there.

She was speaking but I couldn’t understand what she was saying. The moment came suddenly, like a bolt of lightning. Her eyes flew open, her back arching off the bed as she screamed my name, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Her body convulsed around me, her muscles gripping me in a vice-like grip that had e fighting for control. My own orgasm followed swiftly, a hot rush that left me trembling.

“Not everyone’s trying to break records here, you know.” I laughed, feeling a warmth spread through me as I looked at the two of them. It was a beautiful moment of lightness, one that felt genuine and uncomplicated. As we passed the stable once again, Harry started to talk about some of the other horses, telling me their names and little quirks. His voice was animated, and I could tell he loved the stables, his fondness for the horses obvious with every word. “That one over there,” he pointed towards a nearby enclosure, “is Apollo. He’s probably the fastest of the lot but has a bit of a temper. Took me ages to get him to stop nipping at my boots whenever I walked by.”

As I glanced at the tree, we were now just 400 meters away. "We have to win Onyx!" I spoke to the beautiful horse that was delightful to be used in a race. The kingdom had hundreds of horses, but they seldom used them. One main reason was that these humans could shift in their wolves, and obviously, wolves were five times faster than horses. As we neared the tree, both Onyx and Frost jumped high, beating the finished line. "We both won!" We exclaimed in joy as we got down from our horses and hugged each other. We didn't notice the tree was located at the borders of the kingdom.

’ Marco pulled her into a corner and asked her quietly, ‘Who do you want to back in the next race?’ He pointed at the screen where the horses were warming up and she smiled, ‘That’s easy’ She pointed at the only white horse in the race, ‘The pretty white one.’ ‘You mean the grey.’ He said and she frowned at him, ‘Its not grey its white’ He laughed with delight, ‘They call them greys in the racing world’ She turned to the Bookie, ‘I’ll put £1000 on the pretty white one’

On the ranch, Kairo and Rose are riding on one of the horses. Rose doesn't know how to ride a horse. But Kairo does. She is sitting in the front while he is sitting behind her on the horse. The horse is throttling slowly. The pace is leisurely and relaxed. Kairo is not in a hurry to end the ride soon. This is his wife's first horse ride, and he doesn't want to scare her. It took some persuasion on his part to make her agree to ride a horse in the first place. So he doesn't want to scare her with speed.

I can’t believe that in just a few weeks the girls will be at the ranch with me. Ben, my trainer has picked two horses for Immi and I, one is a beautiful dark almost chocolate brown with a silky pale mane, the biggest brown eyes with long lashes I ever did see. Her name is Maple and it suits her. The other horse is black as the night without any moonlight or stars to light it up. Her name is Darkness, her mane and tail are ebony and those dark eyes of hers, well they sure have reeled me in. She will be my horse and Immi will have Maple.

I just smiled and then we kept walking then we saw the stable. There were four horses in it, I was drawn immediately to the dark horse, something about it was comforting,I moved closer to her and touched her, she let me, like she also felt it too. I was busy with Nyx,(the dark horse), I didn't notice Summer was already speaking to the white horse. "Snow, that's her name, she's just so pure",. summer said. Touching the dark horse "Nyx, I I'll call her Nyx" I said, leaning in such a way that my forehead was resting on Nyx' body.