My exceptions were Burton, Gort, and Tikál. I wanted Burton along to cover my back since part of the hunting party was going to be made up of hunters...from the Horse People; and, if they accepted, hunters from the Hilltop tribe. I also wanted to give him a chance to cut loose and have some fun. The last few weeks had been hard on him as it had been hard on me, and he needed this outing just as much as I did. As for Gort, he was one of my best scouts and he had been born in this valley. I figured. "Do you think Mike will like it?" asked Molly."He'll love the dark kinkiness of it, the weirdness and the intensity and the nightmarish, violent sexual set pieces." But..." Molly encouraged me."He'll hate the sentimentality at the end." It's necessary," Molly complained. "It's the only reason it exists: to become free of fear and illusion, of hiding behind those fears, and becoming completely naked and making love at last." I know," I said. "And he'll do it, but I wouldn't be surprised if he. Not wanting to disappoint, Shay's mouth covered Caleb's hardening head as desires began to awaken in both of them. Caleb bucked his hips as Shay's hot breath made contact with his sensitive skin; the cold water drenching them, it nearly caused Caleb to shoot well before he should have to. Panting in hopes to catch his breath and regain control, Caleb worked his hands over Shay's body. His left hand found one of Shayton's hard buds and began to knead and pull at it while his right hand closed. Celia's smile expressed immense satisfaction; I reacted surprised but not hurt by her touch."Cool!"Even caught flat-footed, I could have salvaged the situation, except something else blindsided me. Celia's heart shone with an absence of darkness. Touching the murderer had been like staring into a black hole, touching Celia was staring into the noon sun. A feeling of warmth flowed from the spot Celia made contact. When I was completely immersed in her heat, a surge from inside me responded. I.