A Hunter's Touch

***Please note that this is a short story with 11,659 words. This story features strong sexual language and imagery, including scenes that involve non- and questionable consent.***

Excerpt from A Hunter's Touch:

"With fumbling fingers, we each untied each others' tunics. Mine fell easily from my shoulders, but his fit him much better--it took some maneuvering before I could finally see his bare chest.

Even though he was nearly rail-thin, he was all sinewy muscle and glowing golden skin that had an aura of heat soaked up from hours working in the sun. I kissed his chest and neck, his collarbones and face. From this close, I could see that his rough, dark five-o'-clock shadow was accented with gold and white hairs. I kissed those, too..."