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“Shh… shh…. shhh,” he hushed urgently to the horse, but Sheri was still shouting, and the spooked animal was getting more and more agitated.
“Quickly,” Ellie encouraged. “You go and shut her up and I’ll calm Blaze.”
He looked like he wanted to argue, but there wasn’t time.
“Go!” She pushed him bodily towards the door of the stall and hastily caught Blaze’s head, cooing and stroking until she was calm again.
Slipping out of the box herself, she carefully latched the door and made her way out of the stable. She had just reached the exit when an ear-piercing squeal shattered the newfound stillness.
Behind her, Ellie heard Blaze kick atthewalls of her stall in fright. Ahead of her, she exited the stable block just in time to see Syrus scoop a limping Sheri into his arms and carry her off to the house.
The other girl’s handslooped around his neck and she lay her head against his shoulder, and whatever moment Ellie thought she had shared with him went flying off on melancholy wings into the darkness of the night.
Chapter Seven
That night her dreams were fractured and troubled. They had her tossing and turning, waking frequently.
In them Cora, Carly and Sheri took turns making her life a misery, undermining her when she did good, taking credit for her accomplishments, sabotaging what they couldn’t manipulate. All while they tried their best to capture the interest of the three Carson brothers and ensure that their attention never fell on Ellie for too long.
She felt like Cinderella in some kind of warped nightmare reality. Doing all the work while they lived the easy life and made certain that she never managed to claw her way out of the pit they were digging for her. And as they made absolutely certain that neither Cody, Syrus or Ezra gave her so much as a second glance.
She’d get mad and want to punish them, and then Gran's ghost would be right there, advising her to be the better person, telling her not to stoop to their level. Reminding her that whatever was meant to be, will be.
‘Remember, in the end, no one benefits from their sins, Ellie.’
With Gran's voice calming her, the dreams changed direction and her innermost desires, the things she kept locked away, her hopes and longings and most primal needs came creeping out of their hiding places, searching for light and acceptance.
Her yearning to find a forever home, to get out of the rat race, somewhere where she could live happily doing the things she loved best. To be surrounded by nature and old-fashioned values. All she wanted was someone to take care of, and somebody to take care of her in return. To love and be loved… but she’d settle for tenderness and respect and stability. Maybe that could lead to love.
Attraction…
In her dreams, Syrus finished that kiss. His lips met hers and the rest of her body immediately caught fire. In her dreams, he wasn’t always a gentleman. His kisses burned and his fingers sought and found all the sensitive places on her body.
In her dreams Ezra joined him; he didn’t leave her to go walking with Carly. Instead, his head bent and the kiss she had imagined became a reality… if dreams could be a reality.
And then all three of them were there.
Syrus and Ezra pleasuring her with sensual self-indulgence. Cody joining them with his dominant, masterful ways, bending her to his will.
In this place, they only had eyes for her. Their hands and mouths were everywhere; loving her, cherishing her, enjoying her, delighting her. Punishing her for yielding to the sisters’ devious ways. Spanking her for her sins.
She thrashed about, her breasts heavy; her nipples tightly budded and overly sensitive. Her pussy ached and clenched and wept; in emptiness… in anticipation. Sensations rode over her skin on invisible hands; plucking, stroking, pressing into those intimate places. Stimulating, frustrating.
Warm bodies, hot skin, burning attraction. A sexual conflagration just waiting to ignite. Ready for the ultimate detonation.
Ellie writhed and moaned, arched up to meet the climax she was so desperately chasing.
And then it was upon her, fragmenting and shattering her before making her whole again.
Ellie screamed and the sound of her own voice woke her.
It was all still so vivid. Her heart thumped wildly, and her pulse raced. She had that sated feeling that was quickly dissipating into a contented lethargy.
Jeez, she had just had the female equivalent of a wet dream. She had actually reached orgasm at the hands of three incorporeal guys whose pursuit existed only in her head. How sad was it that her dream lovers had brought her more satisfaction that any physical incarnation ever had?
As her body came down from the sweaty heights of dreamland pleasure, and her clammy body cooled, Ellie found herself acutely embarrassed and listening for movement, wondering if anyone had heard her cry out.
Thank goodness she was in the attic.
