Cherion's eyes blowing wide, his breath hitching in a way that was almost painful. He stared. He couldn't help it. The moonlight hit the length of Zarius, revealing the staggering, thick, and pulsing reality of his arousal. It was huge. Honestly, it was terrifyingly huge.
"Oh wow..." The words slipped out of Cherion's mouth, a dazed, unfiltered whisper of pure shock. He looked up at the Duke, his voice trembling as much as his limbs. "Just... look at that."
A low, vibrating rumble started deep in Zarius's chest, a sound that was half-growl, half-possessive purr. He moved onto the bed, the mattress groaning under his sheer mass, and crawled over Cherion until he was the only thing in his field of vision. He loomed like a dark mountain, blocking out the stars.
