DISCLAIMER: The characters herein are used without permission. No infringement intended.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
FEEDBACK: To ariadni.mou[at]gmail.com
SERIES: Follows Winter Wonderland.
Spring is in the Air
In Sir Richard F. Burton's translation of The Nights, Shahrazad was described in this way:
Part 2: Scheherazade
Myka had been leaning against the fence watching them. This was Helena's show. She had no idea about what to look for when buying a horse. She watched Mina on the pony and smiled as the girl leaned forward, hugging him with one arm on each side of the pony's neck. She snapped one last picture and then put the camera in her pocket again. She yelped when she felt a push from behind. She turned around and was face to face with a gray horse. She looked at Myka with large dark eyes; eyes that reminded Myka of Helena's. The horse nudged her in the chest and she gently ran her hand down its face. To her surprise the horse remained completely still as she petted its face. She looked into its eyes and was suddenly overcome with sadness. How could it be possible to detect almost the same deep pain that used to be present in Helena's eyes, in a horse's? She brushed the mane aside and petted its neck. She smiled when the horse put its head on her shoulder just like Majeed had done with Helena the other day.
"It seems like you've made a friend," Angie said softly behind her. Myka turned her head and nodded.
Angie gently scratched the horse. "It's a pretty sad story actually. Her owner died and she was terribly neglected after that. I rescued her and she's been here ever since. She's a beautiful and sweet horse."
Myka nodded and looked into the horse's eyes again. "She's gorgeous. Her eyes remind me of Helena's."
Angie chuckled. "I guess you're right."
"You have an eye for horses darling," Helena said and wrapped her arm around Myka's waist.
"What?" Myka said confused.
Angie chuckled. "Scheherazade is an Arabian Myka. One of the ancient breeds. She is a very valuable horse."
Myka nodded and folded her arms. "No wonder."
Helena looked at Myka and the horse before turning to Angie. "Can you ride her? I heard you say that you rescued her."
Angie smiled. "You can ride her if you like. I'll saddle her up for you."
"Wonderful. I'd love to try her out."
Angie looked across the yard to where Mina was petting Legolas. "Mina, can you please bring him over here? We need to bring him back inside now."
The girl skipped over with the eager horse trailing behind her. Angie took the leash from her and the two entered the barn.
"Helena, what are you doing?" Myka whispered.
"Look at her. She's so unhappy. She reached out to you to save her."
Myka just stared at her. "You're not serious."
Helena touched the horse's muzzle and looked into her eyes. "I absolutely am," she whispered.
"Here we are. Just so you know, Mina is playing with the kittens in the first box on the left," Angie said and chuckled.
Helena laughed and shook her head. "That child just loves cats. And horses of course."
"Of course," Angie said and smiled. She opened the gate and slowly approached the horse. Moments later she had her brushed down and all tackled up. She handed the reins over to Helena. "She's all yours. She's a very calm horse, so you have nothing to worry about."
"That's refreshing for a change," Myka mumbled. Angie chuckled. She smiled at her. "Helena's horse is quite nervous. Spirited she calls it. It makes me nervous every time I see her mount him."
Angie nodded. "I guess she's an accomplished rider then."
"You could say that," Myka mumbled.
They watched Helena on the horse. She made her go through one exercise after the other. Myka thought they looked beautiful together. Helena in her dark outfit was a stark contrast against the soft gray horse.
"You're right, she's a very good rider," Angie assessed. "She has competed, hasn't she?"
"She has, but it was a long time ago."
"Scheherazade seems to like her, but I'm afraid that she is no match for Helena."
Helena overhearing her last words chuckled as she jumped down. "Oh, she's not for me. She's for Myka."
Angie laughed out loud and nodded.
"What?!" Myka blurted out. "No, wait Helena. You can't "
"I can, and I will. She's a wonderful horse. I would of course like to see the vet report on her before making my final decision, but so far she seems perfect for you. She's calm and even tempered and she moves wonderfully." She handed the reins to Angie and took Myka's hands. "You know I've wanted to do this for a while."
Myka opened her mouth and then closed it. She looked at the horse. She was standing absolutely still behind Helena as if she was patiently waiting for their decision.
"Okay," she said and smiled at Helena. Helena pulled her against her and laughed when Myka's arms circled her neck.
Helena read through the medical records which to her surprise were dated only a week earlier. Everything seemed to check out fine. She smiled at Angie.
"It appears that you've sold me two horses today."
Angie grinned. "My lucky day."
Helena took the sleeping Mina from Myka and they made their way to the car. She turned to Angie and smiled.
"I'll give you a call in a day or two to make arrangements about transportation. Thank you again for offering to bring them. I can assure you that the gesture is greatly appreciated."
"My pleasure Helena," Angie said and smiled. "Perhaps at some point this summer you and Myka would like to bring the horses and stay with us for a couple of days. My partner Mel and I host a couple of retreats for women during the summer. We have some wonderful trails on the property that you might want to try. Anyway, we would be delighted to have you."
"That sounds wonderful Angie. We'll discuss it. Our work is somewhat irregular, so unfortunately planning things far in advance is a bit difficult."
"Then be spontaneous. Just give us a call," she said and smiled warmly at them.
Helena gave her a hug. "Thank you."
Mina slept the entire way back to the inn. She woke up as Helena parked and smiled at her.
"We're home already."
"We are darling."
"I want to tell mommy that you bought a pony and that I can ride him."
Helena chuckled. "You do that. What you don't know is that I bought Myka a horse too."
Mina gaped. "You did? The pretty gray one?"
Helena chuckled. "Yes."
"She likes Myka. I could tell. She was so sad. If she could cry she would've. She will be happy now when she has Myka to love her."
Helena shook her head. "You, my little horse whisperer will have me buy all the horses in the world. We'll have to buy the entire state to be able to fit them all."
Mina giggled. "You're silly."
Helena tickled her and kissed her cheek. "Who are you calling silly young lady?"
Mina shrieked and hugged her. "You," she said and laughed.
Helena was sitting curled up on the couch by the fireplace sipping her tea. Pete and Claudia were at the movies and Artie had gone to bed early. She smiled and patted the cushion next to her when Myka entered. She took her hand and squeezed it.
"It's nice to be able to enjoy a little quiet time for once."
"I couldn't agree more."
"Mind if I join you?" Leena asked.
"Of course not," Helena said and smiled at her.
"So Helena, you bought two horses today," Leena said and smiled at her.
"I hear that you've commissioned my daughter to ride one of them," she teased.
"She was most accommodating in that matter," Helena said and grinned.
"I bet," Leena huffed.
Helena looked seriously at her. "I never told her that the horse is hers. I promised you that I would not do that."
Leena nodded. "I know. I'm just a bit worried. If you for some reason disappear out of her life I have no way of giving her these things, or to maintain this lifestyle."
Helena smiled and got up. She kneeled in front of Leena and took her hands. "I am not going anywhere. My life is here, with Myka and all of you. Mina is part of my family. I would never abandon her. Even if something should happen to me, all of you will be taken care of. I made sure of that a long time ago."
Leena nodded. "Nothing will happen to you Helena. Your life spirit is very strong," she said and smiled. She squeezed her hand when she saw sadness sweep over Helena's face for a brief moment. "It hasn't always been, far from it. You're whole again Helena, the tears in the fabric of your soul have been closed and your spirit is strong again."
Myka smiled at her words. "She's right sweetie," she said softly. "And in case you don't believe her, remember that I'll kick your ass if you go and die on me, or hurt yourself badly."
Helena laughed and got up. "I know darling. My derriere is not looking forward to that, so I guess I'll try to stay alive."
"That one!" Mina said excitedly and pointed at a picture. Myka smiled at the two of them. Helena was sitting on the couch reading a magazine. Mina was curled up next to her with Helena's arm around her, munching on Teddy Grahams while intently watching as Helena flipped the pages.
"What are you girls doing?" she asked curiously.
"Buying riding stuff for you," Mina said and grinned.
"What?" Myka said surprised.
"Oh, we're just looking for options before we go over to the store," Helena said with a smile. "You do need an outfit Myka. You can't go riding in regular clothes," she explained patiently.
"I know that," Myka muttered.
"I think she would look pretty in this one," Mina said and giggled.
"I don't know if Myka would like to have fairies on her helmet sweetheart."
Myka stared at her. "Fairies? Come on you guys."
Mina giggled. "But you would look so pretty."
Myka gave her a look that made her giggle again. She shrieked and snuggled closer to Helena when Myka came towards her; wiggling her fingers as if she was going to tickle her.
"Help me Helena. She's gonna tickle me."
"You bet I am," Myka growled as she latched on to the girls sides. "Fairies," she muttered.
Mina laughed and shrieked. Myka finally pulled her on her lap and hugged her. She kissed her cheek. "I'll forgive you this time if I get a kiss."
Mina kissed her check and hugged her.
Helena looked at Myka's ass and swallowed. God all mighty she looks good in breeches, she thought. She slipped her hands down Myka's hips and over her buttocks.
"Darling, you look absolutely stunning," she growled and ran her tongue along the edge of Myka's ear.
"Oh God Helena," Myka whimpered and trembled as Helena squeezed her butt before pulling Myka's shirt free from the pants to slide her hands underneath. Helena caressed her stomach and cupped her breasts, brushing over her nipples. Myka moaned softly.
"I am afraid you're going to have to wear a long coat at the barn or I'll make a spectacle out of myself every time I see you dressed like this," she growled.
"Perhaps we can oh, oh God!"
Helena's nimble fingers had opened her pants and she slipped a hand inside Myka's underwear finding her hot and ready.
"Oh, darling," Helena moaned as her fingers caressed Myka's slick folds. She touched the clit with three fingers, slowly stroking her, touching her from every side.
"God that feels so good," Myka moaned and pushed against Helena's hand.
"Pull down your pants," Helena whispered in her ear. Myka tugged the pants and underwear half way down her thighs. She moaned when she felt Helena's hand on her butt cheek.
"Oh God!" she cried out softly when Helena entered her with two fingers from behind. She shook and fumbled for the chair in front of her, desperate for something to hold on to. She felt herself building fast and she swayed a little. Then Helena added another finger and filled her completely. When she felt the slight tightening of Helena's fingers on her clit she came with a sobbing whimper.
Helena smiled at the sight of Myka bent over the chair, gasping for air. She slowly slipped her fingers out of her and caressed her butt.
"You are so beautiful darling."
Myka trembled and she rubbed her clit again. Helena grinned.
"Darling, I believe you're not done." She pulled Myka's butt cheeks apart and flicked her tongue over the little opening.
"God Helena. You're killing me," Myka whimpered. Helena grinned and continued her caress; her hand firm on the small of Myka's back, holding her down. She stroked her clit faster and faster until Myka bucked under her. She heard her muffled cry and felt her shake as the second orgasm rippled through her. She pushed a slick finger into Myka's ass and felt her shake again.
"No more," she whispered. "I can't."
Helena smiled and chuckled. "I think you can, but it is your choice." She stood up and turned Myka around. She kissed her hard and walked her backwards to the bed. She pushed her down and pulled her pants down further before she sucked Myka's clit into her mouth. She felt her hands in her hair as Myka bucked and thrashed under her.
"Oh God Helena," she sobbed. A short moment later a high-pitched scream was muffled by the pillow covering Myka's face. Helena lowered Myka's legs and sat down next to her. She removed the pillow and caressed her hair.
"My passionate woman," she said softly. Myka's eyelids fluttered and she looked up at her.
"God Helena. Where did that come from?" Myka said very much out of breath.
Helena laughed. "Your beautiful derriere in these pants inspired me."
"Four orgasms," she whispered. "I can't even remember when that happened last."
"Boxing Day," Helena said nonchalantly.
"What?" Myka squeaked.
"Boxing Day. Remember when everyone was gone for the day and we had the house to ourselves?"
Myka blushed. She did remember. Helena had made love to her on a blanket in front of the fireplace downstairs.
"I think that was five, baby."
Helena laughed. "Four or five, it's still music to my ears," she teased.
"Good to know," Myka mumbled.
Helena laughed and then yelped when Myka rolled on top of her. She wrapped her arms around her and kissed her.
"I like this," she said and grinned.
Return to Warehouse 13 Fiction
Return to Main Page