Chapter Six
Lust Eternal
Scott unbuckled his ankle cuffs and slid down off the saddle. He patted Ulysses on his flank. “Good boy, now go have some fun with that mare after I get Poppie down.” He unbuckled her ankle straps and lifted her down to the ground. “Look, over there, someone just lit a torch. I’m guessing that’s a signal for me.” Picking her up, he carried Poppie toward the flickering flame. “Scott,” she whispered, and nuzzled her head against his naked chest. Her raven black hair hung down against Scott’s naked hip and thigh, caressing him with his every step.
They could hear the mare’s anxious whinnies as she fought against the reins binding her head to the tree. There was no escape as Ulysses mounted her with an exultant snort and bellow of delight. There was a sound of pawin
