Page 85 of Stars in Aura

Issa leaned into the table when he sliced his meta eyes back at her. ‘The Sable Riders. Right?’

His lips quirked. ‘Mykaandaki, indeed.’

She blurted out the words before she could rein them in. ‘I want to meet them.’

He arched a brow, but the slight shift of his stance and the near-imperceptible tightening of his fingers at his sides gave him away.

She read hesitation as he raked his eyes over her. ‘Promise to behave?’ he growled.

‘Always.’

‘Liar. Just don’t unleash your untamed savagery on any of them. They bite.’

Her mouth twitched. ‘Sawa.’

He canted his eyes to the throng just as they were about to settle into a booth.

They paused, shared glances, changed orientation, and prowled toward the couple.

Ki’Remi crossed his arms as they arrived to encircle their banquette. ‘Brothers.’

She had to inhale to tamp down her ratcheting reaction to their beauty, magnificence, and sheerfokkin’ sensuality.

They loomed down over her, staring at her.

‘Meet the Sable Riders, in effect, The Sable Group.’

Ki’Remi’s rumble just broke through the thump of her heart rate because the men staring down at her were formidable.

The one closest was huge, a colossus with dark wavy hair

With shoulders so extensive, so expansive, he blocked views behind him.

He was also more muscled than most, with massive, robust, thick limbs.

Clad in a matte black, short-sleeved shirt and slacks like the others.

He sported slim, power-driven hips and enormous thighs that eased into gigantic booted feet.

His skin was a light, lustrous caramel. A series of stunning gilded and azure tattoos covered his solid neck, broad upper arms, and hands. The marks appeared like a badge of honor in the shape of an evocative nebula.

She slow-blinked twice in disbelief.

Yet his magnificence kept giving.

A long, messy mane of inky locks crowned his head. Shot with highlights of cobalt with silver at the temples and trailed lush and glossy down past his shoulders.

The same iridescent sapphire, aurous, metallic hues flashed on his beard, squared jaw, and mustache.

His lips were full, his cheekbones high, and his nose prominent and flaring, but his eyes mesmerized her the most.

Holy Sivania, she thought, as she stared into molten gold flecked with flashes of electric azure.

Each spark in his deep-set eyes arced with blue energy bands. They pulsed with charged centers that graduated in color and frequency, glowing as they appeared to flow from his corneas toward her.

‘Kainan,’ he rumbled, his lips quirking as her eyes widened. ‘I lead this troop of untamedmofos.’

‘Fokkoffkhosi, stop scaring her. I’m Kage.’

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