Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449
The heat of the late afternoon sun filtered through the thick canopy of the ancient forest, dappling the clearing in shades of gold and amber. I leaned against the trunk of a massive oak, trying to steady my breathing, but my pulse raced for a reason that had nothing to do with the summer heat.
A heavy, rhythmic thud echoed through the loam. He emerged from the shadows of the treeline, entrancing and majestic. Chiron stood before me, his human torso was lean and powerfully muscled, slick with a fine sheen of sweat; transitioning seamlessly into the sleek, powerful body of a golden-bay stallion.
“You’re late,” I murmured, my voice a little rougher than I intended.
Chiron walked slowly towards me, his hooves treading softly on the moss. He stopped just inches from me, his towering height casting a long shadow over my frame. He looked down, his dark eyes burning with an intense need.
“The herd required my attention,” he said, his deep, resonant voice vibrating right through my chest. “But you always have my focus.”
The sheer proximity of him was overwhelming. I reached out, my fingers trembling slightly as I pressed my palm against his warm…