Page 122 of Breaking the Stallion


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I loved the idea, but I never thought Noah would. “You’d… go?”

“Hell yes, I’d go.” He turned to Burke and Damon and told them, “You have your first two memberships.”

“Well, that’s great,” Damon said, finally picking his fork back from his plate, shoveling food into his mouth.

Later, in the bedroom, I asked him about it. “Would you… whip me on stage? If they have a stage?”

“When you can get your pretty ass whipped again, baby, you betcha.”

“I’m in then.”

We fucked like very quiet rabbits that night, and I still think Burke and Damon heard us, being the sneaky glances they stole all morning. Burke finally confessed when Damon and Noah left to tend the cattle.

“Does the bed squeak?”

“No,” he said with a laugh. “Noah… grunts.”

That was true, he did, but I didn’t think it was that loud. “Grunts, yeah, like in my ear.”

“No, honey. He grunts like a three-hundred-pound bear.”

There was no way on earth I could keep the laughter back, and he joined me. “Oh! That’s just… wrong. Don’t tell him. He’d be…” I was about to say he’d be embarrassed, but Noah didn’t do embarrassed. “Eh, I don’t think he’d care.”

“Probably not. Maybe next time, we’ll stay in that soddy thing.”

“Next time it’ll be warmer. I tried staying in there in the beginning of the winter, and Noah made me come to the house.”

“I don’t like the cold,” he said, pensive, and I saw it plainly. He was worried about the move.

“You’re doing this for him. Burke…”

“Wouldn’t you? I see him here, with Noah, running all over, playing rancher, he’s… home. I want him to be happy, and he’s not like this in the city. We do things for our partners, Eli. It’s just what we do.”

I understood that better than anyone. I’d kill for Noah. Moving wouldn’t seem like a problem at all. “Well, if you feel any better, I wasn’t sure I could love it here, but I do. I feel free. In the city, I felt trapped. Maybe part of that was Harvey, sure, but he wasn’t all of it. Here, I can breathe.”

He helped me to get Spirit out to his corral, although he stayed his distance. “This is the horse, huh?”

“Saved me. I thought he was shot. It killed me, but I had to make sure Noah was safe. I guess… it was the horse or him for me.”

“Don’t beat yourself up, Eli. The horse, you love him, but he’s not Noah, your partner, the love of your life. I see you two. You were meant for each other.”

“Like you and Damon. You have to be in love, being two Tops, two Doms. Jesus.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, watching Spirit run the second he was in the corral with the others. “That horse is wild or was. He reminds me of you.”

“Noah said the same.”

Burke whispered to the wind, “A wild thing is a beautiful thing, Eli. Man, or beast.”

“Thanks, I guess.”

He laughed and told me, “You’re tamed now, boy. Still got the…” He looked down at my crotch and wriggled his eyebrows.

“Yeah. And shut up! And I’m not tamed, yet. Am I?”

“He done broke his new stallion, Eli. And… I think you’re better for it.”

I was made to sit with Damon that afternoon and give him every detail about Harvey. Damon was on his computer, with some program running I’d never seen, but I was no computer genius.

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