Bayard[Bedtime stories 3]

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    The day after that I walked over to the stream to wash and Ansel was sitting on the bank, pleasing himself. I know it was wrong to watch, but I was frozen in shock… Mostly because he kept repeating my name. When he finished he groaned out Taji loudly and then flopped back to the ground. He saw me standing there and I raced back to the house, unsure of what else to do.
    It got worse a few days after that. I’d stretched myself, slicked up, and gone in search of Callum. He’d snuck out of the house while Dromio and I were baking and hadn’t even given me as much as a good-morning kiss. I planned on teasing him until he realized the error of his ways and then getting my good-morning loving.
    I couldn’t see him in the fiel ds when I searched so I checked down by the bank, and finally the barn. But he wasn’t anywhere. Then I saw what I thought was his shadow behind the barn and crept up on him.
    “And why did my lover not even give me a good -morning kiss?” I whispered as I got closer. “Do you no longer love me? Maybe I shouldn’t let you stick your fat cock in my tight little slicked-up hole? Hmmm?” I leapt onto him.“Gotcha!”
    “Callum’s not here,” Ansel said after catching me. I was wrapped around him like a monkey, feeling ridiculous and vulnerable. “He needed to get something in the village but didn’t want to bother you to ride there.”
    “Oh, well, that’s silly because that’s why you originally bought me so you’d have a horse,” I whispered, staring at the barn over his shoulder. His large hands were holding my ass and I still had my hands on his shoulders. It was like I couldn’t break the hold of being in his arms.
    “But you’re not just the horse we bought anymore, Taji. You’re the man we all fell in love with,” he said quietly, sniffling. “And I’m the only one you don’t love anymore.”
    “I don’t know what I feel but you’d done just about everything you could for me to want to hate you.” I pushed at his chest which was stupid because he was holding most of my weight. His hands changed positions to counterbalance me and his fingers slid up my crack, one landing over my hole.
    He buried his face in my neck and shook as his finger swirled my hole. “Resisting you is something even the devil couldn’t do. There’s only so much a man can take and I’ve never wanted anyone, loved anyone the way I do you.” He plunged his fingers inside of me and tried to kiss me. I turned my head away and started crying. “You hate me, don’t you?”
    “No, but you were going to throw me away like garbage the moment I didn’t do what you wanted.” I sniffled, squirming because the fingers inside of me had stopped moving and my body wanted more. “That’s not love, Ansel. That’s possession. That’s ownership and you just want to fuck me again.” I glanced up at him then with tears in my eyes. “All I am to you is a body you want to bury yourself in. You don’t love me or who I am. You couldn’t and then try to banish me like that.”
    “I’m so sorry,” he choked out as he leaned his forehead down to mine. “You were telling Callum how you regretted our time together and wished it never happened. It was like walking forward and right into a sword. I was coming to find you to discuss my feelings and that’s what I heard. I never said no , Taji, I just left because I needed air. I said I didn’t want to share, not that I wouldn’t. I needed to think. And then my heart shattered at what you said to him.”
    “I’m sorry. I thought you were saying no and it broke my heart. But either way, what does that have to do with throwing me off your land?”
    “I lashe d out. I wanted you to hurt as I did in that moment hearing you regretted ever being with me. And what I said just came out before I even realized it.”
    “But then you defended it after you stormed away when Dromio and Brix hit you.” I didn’t understand how we had gotten here. Ansel was my

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