Slowly, Sera turned. Her body rotated until her rear portions were presented toward Julian. Her tail, which had been swishing agitatedly, suddenly stilled—as if even that small movement might draw more attention to what she was displaying.
Julian stood from his chair, his cock now fully hard again thanks to the tension of the moment. He moved closer to the trembling centaur, his eyes examining her form with genuine interest.
"Interesting," he murmured, his hands reaching out to touch her hips.
Sera flinched violently at the contact, a small gasp escaping her throat. But she didn't move away.
Julian's hands were warm against her coat, his touch surprisingly gentle despite his commanding presence. His fingers traced along her powerful back, feeling the muscles beneath the sleek coat. He examined the junction where her humanoid torso merged into her horse body, his hands familiarizing himself with her form.
