Wild Desire
The strike was repeated, and Karen and the dogs were given the job of locating the dead rabbit, hare or grouse and bringing it back to him, Karen’s only lure being the promise of that wide, sensual mouth, his fiery eyes and the firm bough of his penis temptingly displayed by his form-hugging breeches.
They jogged home through the twilight, and Karen wished Blackwood Towers would remain for ever in the distance, a mirage seen but never attained. When they cropped into the yard, Tayte came forward to assist but, to her amazement, Mallory handed the hooded falcon to him, swung down and appeared by her side before she had time to slide a foot out of the stirrup.