Bayard[Bedtime stories 3] by Joyee Flynn Read Free Book Online Page A

inside of me along with his tongue. Oh, Callum shouldn’t have agreed to that when I had centuries of wicked ideas built up in my mind.
Chapter 6
    The next few days were the best of my life. I ate with them at meals, slept in one of their beds, and they took turns worshiping my body or sometimes in teams. I’d shift into horse form and help Callum plow fields or do other workhorse tasks. Then I’d change back into a human and work as Dromio’s assistant. The baker he sold to was thrilled with all the extra goods and he was selling them so fast that he actually raised the amount of money he paid Dromio.
    And since I didn’t need as much sleep as them, I’d simply get up at night and tidy the house before crawling back into bed with someone else. It was a wondrous life that I could easily get used to.
    This morning I was the treat after breakfast.
“Oh heavens,his ass is perfect,” Callum moaned as he thrust into me harder. I was bent over the edge of the table as he fucked me while I had Ansel’s cock in my mouth.
“Suck me, baby. I want to blow all over your pretty face.” I whimpered at the image he described and swallowed him deeper. “Such a good lover. What did we ever do to deserve you?”
And here I was thinking the same thing about them. Maybe after centuries of people mistreating me four wonderful men were my reward. Callum thrust into me one last time, holding my hips tightly as he came inside of me. I moaned around Ansel’s dick and I felt him go stiff. He pulled out and stoked himself to finish on my face as Callum’s large hand wrapped around my cock.
“Come for us, love,” he demanded as he kissed my back. I cried out in pleasure as I shot all over his hand before Ansel painted my face with his seed. Callum pulled out of me and sat back in a chair, pulled me with him so I was sprawled all over him, limp and smiling.
Dromio came racing in through the back door with a worried look on his face. “We have problems.”
“What?” Ansel asked as he stuffed himself back in his pants and faced his brother.
“There’s a man here that says he’s Ester’s son and wants to buy back her horse. He’s very adamant and I think he knows.”
“Shit,” Callum swore as we all scrambled to our feet. “Is Brix talking to him?”
“Yeah, he’s stalling. But there’s going to be lots of questions if we don’t have a horse in the barn and a naked hottie in the house.” Dromio looked worried which scared the shit out of me.
We made sure the coast was clear and Brix kept the man at the front of the house. I darted to the back entrance to the barn and slipped inside, shifting as soon as I was back in my stall.
“What seems to be the problem?” Ansel asked loudly from the other side of the barn doors.
“Ester’s son, Ethan, insists that his mother didn’t mean to sell the horse. He’s here to give back our money and take the horse,” Brix explained, much calmer than I would have been able to handle.
“Your mother had all the horses for sale lined up. We didn’t pick from the ones she held off to the side,” Ansel said firmly. “There’s no mistake and we’re not selling back the horse. It’s a good workhorse and we need one around here.”
“I’ll find you another one,” a strange voice offered. He must have been Ethan.
“No. We’ve worked with this horse for almost two weeks now and he fits well at our farm. I’m not switching out horses on the promise you can find us just as good of one. I’m sorry, but that’s my final answer,” Ansel declared, obviously trying to end the conversation.
“You know he’s a bayard, don’t you?” Ethan accused and yanked open the barn door. “I’ll pay you double what you bought him for.”
“Bayards aren’t real,” Callum scoffed. “He’s just a normal horse.”
“My mother admitted to having seen him in the form of a man but it freaked her out so she wasglad to get rid of the bayard. I’m more openminded and know how much a true bayard is