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Chapter Seven
“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.”
—Ingrid Bergman
“Climb on.”
Divina wanted to.
She really,reallywanted to.
But.
Andros was in his centaur form. Sprinkled with the gold dust of early morning sunlight. Hypnotizing in his radiance. Mesmerizing in his raw masculinity.
Naked.
Well, of course he was naked. It wasn’t as if horses wore clothes. And his lower body was that of a horse, after all.
As in—stallion.
Even if his…ahem…parts…were hanging out there for anyone to see if they simply glanced between his legs, they were horse parts. Nothing that should make Divina’s face heat like a fried tomato.
And yet it did. Even though she didn’t dare look anywhere near his nether region. She just knew her cheeks were an unbecoming rashy red.
What did that say about her proclivities?
That suddenly the words “stallion” and “stud” had taken on a new meaning? No longer clinical terms that described a certain type of animal and the purpose for that animal. Nor were they simply modern slang for a well-endowed human male.
Andros trulywasa stallion. A studly one at that, she had no doubt.
She wasn’t sure what this meant. As far as she knew, there didn’t exist an instruction manual for inter-species attraction. At least they had the common denominator of being able to take human form, thank the merciful gods!
And then there was his upper body. All sculpted muscle, long neck, broad shoulders, corded arms, corrugated abs and tantalizing V.
Alsonaked!
Paired with that ridiculously beautiful face, the utmost epitome of masculine grace, and that long, silky, shiny black hair that flowed all the way down his back…
Divina had no words. No words at all.
He tilted his head slightly when she continued to gape at him like a simpleton, one hand extended toward her, presumably to help swing her up upon his back.
She shook her head.
She couldn’t climb on top ofthat.
Naked. Studly. Stallion. MAN.
She didn’t have any underwear. But even if she wore a chastity belt with reinforced steel panties, she’d still be leaking arousal down her thighs.
She was so, so wet.
Just looking at Andros, even when he was only half man—perhapsbecausehe was half man, half beast—made her so fucking wet. She’d never seen anything as majestic, magnetic, and erotic as Andros the centaur.
“Erp,” she let out a nonsensical strangled noise and took a self-preserving step back.
His bold black brows drew together quizzically at her strange reaction, his outstretched hand falling back to his side.
