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“All centaur chests are sensitive,” he said. “Even in human form. In equine form, it is a core area of arousal. As the chest, the entire torso, is only stimulated during mating when a stallion covers a mare.”
Divina shivered at his description.
How did he make everything sound so…fucking hot?
He noticed her reaction right away. He was so sensitive and in tune with how she felt.
For his full lips tilted, and he said, “Shall I cover you,moraki mou?”
She practically simpered and melted into a puddle at his guttural, growling native Greek. Given how she was equipped on this quest to automatically understand the language of the specific time and place she’d been sent to, she knew he called her “my baby.”
But the way he said it, in that deep, husky voice…it sounded infinitely better than any language she’d ever heard.
Oh, she would love nothing better than for him to “cover” her. “Cover” her on top and bottom, all day and night. “Cover” her through next week would be more than nice.
But she had an apology to make.
Properly.
So, she answered, “Not just yet. I want to show you how much I want you first.”
His eyes smiled at her, crinkling at the corners.
“You have only to tell me,zoira kori.”
She wanted to squeal at his casual endearments. “Vivacious girl” or “filly” he called her. Instead, she kept her cool, kissed the deep groove in the center of his chest and hummed with drowsy desire.
“But it’s ever so much better and pleasurable to show you instead.”
In answer, he leaned more of his weight back and opened his thighs to give her better access.
It was the most irresistible, undeniable invitation she’d ever received.
Divina wished there was more light to see by. She wished that the noonday sun was blasting down upon them, so that she could vividly engrave into her memory every minute detail of Andros’ beautiful body.
The body of the most arousing male she’d ever beheld.
As it was, the moonlight painted his olive skin in an alabaster sheen. He was hairless everywhere, except on his head. It made everything—everything—stand out in stark relief, as if every muscle and sinew was carved from unyielding granite.
His upper body Divina had already ogled aplenty since the moment he turned centaur in the lake. But his lower body…his human maleness…
She licked her lips as her eyes devoured him.
So long and thick and still rock-hard, despite his release just moments ago. Pulsing against his drum-tight belly, jutting past his navel.
“Hung like a stallion” didn’t begin to describe him.
His sex was a flushed, plum-like color with a juicy, flared crown, still weeping creamy pearls from its tiny, swollen slit. Plump veins wrapped around the tree-like column, zig-zagging to the root of him that was as thick around as her forearm. Heavy, round weights nestled between his spread thighs. All of it glistening with their juices, laid bare before her like a decadent glazed feast.
She licked her lips again.
“Do I please you?” he rumbled, tipping her chin up with the fingers of one large hand, making her tear her gaze from his godly endowments to look into his eyes.
She nodded, her mouth open and slightly panting.
Very, she wanted to say. But there were simply no words.
“I want to see you too, my woman.”
