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Gently, Cloud peeled the small bundle off of him and set her apart.
“You look well, Divina. It has indeed been ages. Allow me to introduce you to my friends, Ere and Sorin.”
The female called Divina turned toward them then, while the enormous…thingthat had knocked Ere down sat on its haunches beside him, much too close for comfort, and panted through an open mouth, tongue lolling. Studiously, Ere avoided looking in the creature’s direction.
He focused on the woman instead. And his first thought when gazing upon her face was:
Incredible.
Not beautiful. Not pretty. Not striking or gorgeous.
Simply incredible.
Her features were an alchemy of impossibilities that, together, made perfection.
Large brown eyes, thickly lashed and tilted at the corners. Exotic yet innocent. A pert, button nose that somehow managed to hold its own amidst more prominent features.
Like the pillowy, full, rose-tinted mouth that curled invitingly at the corners. As if she was always smiling. Perhaps because she knew a juicy secret no one else knew.
The dark, bold, arching brows that framed those arresting eyes. The oval face with a tiny chin that made her look both womanly and childlike. And the cascade of multi-colored, wavy hair that flowed past her hips.
That’s right.Multi-colored.
Ere had never seen anything like it. Every color in the rainbow was in this female’s hair. So thick and fluffy, the large wavy locks looked almost like plumes.
And then he took in the impossibility of the rest of her.
How did a woman who was five foot four or five at the most pack so many curves?
Her breasts were the size of honeydew melons. Perhaps a slight exaggeration, but not by much. They were definitely some sort of melons. They must tax her back most grievously.
Her waist was so tiny he wondered whether she had two less ribs than every other person. Her hips flared wide to match the thrust of her gravity-defying boobs. And though he couldn’t see her backside, he’d wager she carried dynamite junk in her trunk.
Her legs were also curvy, from thighs, knees, to calves and slim ankles wrapped in some sort of ribbon-tied, platform sandals. Without the extra couple inches her heels provided, she was even smaller than he estimated. Her arms curved too.
It didn’t look like she had any bones. She appeared to be soft all over, her flawless, silky skin practically inviting kisses and caresses.
Ere realized upon closer inspection that she wasn’t scantily-clad. It was just that her curves overflowed their boundaries.
She wore a simple sheath that was made of a light, silky material that both flowed over and clung to her body, outlining every mound and hollow, every hill and valley. The neckline wasn’t particularly scandalizing, but a deep, ample cleavage struggled against the confining fabric with every breath she took.
A long skirt wrapped around her legs, but the slit up her thigh left little to the imagination. Her sleeveless arms were adorned with bangles and be-jeweled cuffs, just as two large hoops dangled from her ears, partially hidden by that voluminous hair.
If Ere were a sexual being apart from his endless hunger for his Mate, his own tongue might be lolling out of his mouth like the beast sitting next to him, panting breathlessly at the feminine bounty before him.
Thankfully, he was asexual with anyone but Sorin. Or he’d be in big fat trouble right now, likely sporting an involuntary boner by the simple fact that he was male and she was indisputablyfemalewith a capital F.
He glanced at Sorin and saw that his Mate felt her draw as well. Not lustfulness, of course (or Ere would bust his balls), but the hard warrior’s fierce golden eyes softened as he looked upon Divina.
Ere looked at Cloud.
He wore the same expression. Though there was some exasperation mixed in as well, the Elite warrior’s gaze contained more affection than usual. The indulgent kind that a male wore around a female under his protection. Like a daughter or a favored little sister.
Gods save any male who had her for a family member!
She was the sort of female who was every father and brother’s nightmare to protect as soon as she neared puberty.
“Oh,” she said in a breathless, marshmellowy voice, “hello.”
