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She’d indicated interest in anal on her intake form. Somehow he hadn’t realized that she was an anal virgin.

The sudden desire to make sure that she never had another man in her ass but him wasn’t about being her first, he suddenly realized.

It was about wanting to be her last.

CHAPTER 13

Mina

Her last full day at Rawhide. Which was exactly what she was determined not to think about, because she didn’t want to make herself sad, she just wanted to make the most of it.

Patrick seemed to be on the same wavelength.

She woke to his mouth on her nipples, suckling her milk. Her breasts were sorer than usual, achy, and they felt swollen and tight. She could feel her milk flowing into his mouth, the hard suction pulling it from her body, and it made her horny as hell. As soon as he realized she was awake, he pulled her on top of him again so that she could ride his cock while he suckled from her breasts.

Folgers had nothing on this kind of wake-up call. Better than coffee any day of the week. Though she was happy to drink some coffee afterward while they ate a real breakfast.

“Is there anything in particular you want to do today?” Patrick asked while they ate.

Mina hesitated, but only for a moment. Even though the fantasy was doing whatever Patrick wanted her to do, she knewthat she was the one actually in charge. She hadn’t had a plan for the week, but after listening to the Littles at the petting zoo yesterday, there was one place she wanted to visit that she hadn’t seen yet.

“Could we go to Rawhide Ridge?” she asked. She hadn’t really paid attention to the description on the website, but after listening to the others talk about it, her curiosity had been piqued. Master Derek had purchased a neighboring ranch and turned it into a gated community, including housing and a main street with businesses.

She thought it sounded amazing. Another place that she could go as a hucow and no one would stare.

Hopefully. But she felt a lot more comfortable with the idea of going out after yesterday when everyone had been super welcoming and no one had blinked twice at a girl in a cow outfit. If Rawhide Ridge was more of the same, she wanted to visit.

Plus, apparently there was a really good bakery, and if she was a sucker for anything, it was a bakery.

“Sure,” Patrick said, “but there’s a different dress code on the Ridge. Don’t get me wrong, everyone there is just as nonjudgmental as they are on the Ranch proper, but there are children living there as well as vanilla guests who often stay at the Nest—that’s Robyn’s Nest, a B&B. Derek told me that sometimes visiting family stays there.”

“Oh…”

Seeing the disappointment on her face, he grinned. “Don’t worry, I’ve got an idea.” He stood and went to the closet where he’d unpacked the clothing from her suitcase. Finding what he was looking for, he returned to her and held a brown-checkered dress up. “My little hucow just needs a bit more ‘hide’ so to speak.”

Patrick didn’t give her a chance to think. Instead, he drew her up and slipped the dress over her head. Chuckling, he bent downa bit to capture the tail as the tip of it peeked out from beneath the dress’ hem. He tucked it up into the waistband of the tiny skirt she still wore and then winked at her. “No matter how you look to others, we will both know you’re my sweet little hucow beneath. Oh, and be a little careful about how you bend over if you want to look at anything lower than your waist.”

“With as short as I am, that can’t be much,” she joked, making him laugh and letting him know she was okay with the quick change of clothing.

As soon as they were done eating, Patrick made a quick call and confirmed that she could still wear her headband. “If people all around the globe can wear cat, bunny, or big mouse ears, I can’t see how a cute pair of ears and horns would be a problem. Ready?”

“Yes!” His solution was ingenious in that it felt almost as if she was wearing another hucow outfit. Mina practically pranced out to Patrick’s truck. Was it a little humiliating to need help getting up into it? Sure, but she was used to being short. It was a lot of fun to be driving so high up. Almost made a girl want to get a truck herself.

Except it wouldn’t be the same without him.

Nothing would.

Mina shunted those thoughts to the side.

“I’ve got a picnic from Chef Connor, so we can spend the whole day out there if we want to, or we can always come back and have the picnic somewhere here on the Ranch if you want,” Patrick said as he got into the other side of the truck.

“Sounds great!” It did sound great, but her smile felt fake because she’d had the thought of how much she was going to miss him and now she was feeling sad but she didn’t want him to know that. She wanted the melancholy feeling to go away.

But it was hard when she knew that she was leaving tomorrow.

Stop it.

“So, tell me more about the Ridge. Have you been there before?” Talking about it should help distract her.

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