The Centaur Queen (The Dark Queens Book 7) by Jovee Winters

Author:Jovee Winters [Winters, Jovee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sexy fairy tales, Greek Mythogy, centaur romance, fantasy romance, Paranormal romance
Publisher: Jovee Winters
Published: 2017-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Tymanon

He pushed me back, and I wanted to sob, wanted to plead with him not to leave me. I’d cracked open my heart and bled for him. I’d thought he felt the same way.

He stood, and I looked up at him, swallowing and biting my bottom lip so hard I felt the sting of teeth close to the point of breaking skin.

But Petra wasn’t walking away. He had his hands on his trousers, and looking at me for a long moment, he shoved them down. I gasped, unprepared for what I saw, for the way the moonlight played over his sun-darkened skin, kissing his flesh and adding shadows to hollows.

The first thing that caught my eye was his massive cock jutting out, thick, hard, and long from between a dark patch of neatly trimmed curls, tempting me to touch it. My fingertips tingled with the need to do so. The books had been so very right. He was large, very large. But I was a centaur, and our males were far from small.

What caught my attention more than anything else, though, was the alluring symmetry of his long, muscular legs. I’d expected Petra to be as furred in his hindquarters as I was, but he looked more human than I’d imagined. He did have a lot of hair for a human, but he was nowhere near as hairy as a goat.

His legs were dark, the muscles lean and toned, flexing as he stood before me, looking like a man awaiting sentencing. It was cute how nervous he suddenly appeared. He swallowed hard, causing his Adam’s apple to roll up and down as his hands curled and uncurled by his thighs.

I took my time studying his beautiful body, from his muscular arms to his powerful chest, and back down to those legs that caused a feather of heat to unfurl and wind through my belly like a coiling snake.

A shuddery breathed scissored out of me. How was it possible that I’d once believed this man ordinary? How was it possible that I’d ever looked at his face and thought him plain?

Slowly, I looked up toward said face and my heart filled to bursting with such a profundity of joy that I felt overwhelmed by it. He stared down at me with brilliant green eyes, so full of the depth of his own emotion. Petra looked raw, hopeful, but also terrified, feelings I could quite understand.

Now it was my turn to be nervous. I flattened a palm against my belly, trying in vain to stave off the manic flight of butterflies within.

“Say something,” Petra said after several long moments in a voice grown husky.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Long dark lashes fluttered against the tops of his cheekbones, and he visibly seemed to sway back and forth before me. I wasn’t sure where I found my courage, but suddenly I was on my feet and my hands were reaching up to unwind my leathers from my breasts.

My hands trembled as I did it, but he didn’t offer to help, and I was grateful that he let me do it on my own.

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