Her Cyborg Warriors. Grace Goodwin
him was golden from head to toe, like a lion. Golden hair, golden skin, eyes a pale gold. He was handsome in a shocking way. Ruthless but not cold. Commanding but not fierce. This guy’s hair and eyes were the color of gold glitter, but he wasn’t sparkling. He was… fascinating.
“I am Surnen, your mate. I apologize for my lack of presence at your arrival, but I admit, you were a surprise. Not unwanted, certainly. I have been waiting years for you.”
His gaze raked over me, although swathed as I was in the blanket, I knew he couldn’t see much. Not like Trax, who’d already seen me naked.
“I am honored to be yours,” he continued. “You come to me bare, whole and perfect, without any adornments. As is traditional Prillon custom, I come to you the same way.” The robe about his shoulders reminded me of a cape from a vampire movie, the fabric looked heavy, formal and covered him from neck to ankles.
He bowed his head and allowed the covering to fall in a pool at his feet.
I gasped.
Surnen was naked. Completely bare-assed naked. His cock was as golden as the rest of him… and very happy to see me.
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