Ka'Cit's Haven: A Sci-fi Alien Romance (Riv's Sanctuary Book 3) A.G. Wilde (phonics story books TXT) 📖

She trusted him.

As the thought crossed his mind, her gaze met his and the proof was in her eyes. He didn’t see fear.

He didn’t see panic.

She did trust him, and somehow that made him…

Terrified.

17

Fuck, Ka’Cit hadn’t been kidding when he’d said it was going to get cold.

Nia breathed hot air onto her fingers and even though they were firmly within her cloak, they still felt like sticks of ice attached to her hand.

Maybe if she still had Riv’s face covering it would have helped keep at least her face warm, but she couldn’t find it anywhere.

It seemed she’d lost it in the confusion to escape.

She glanced at the alien beside her.

He was watching her intently and she was happy he hadn’t put his mask back on.

He seemed more “human” without it—more relatable.

“C-cold. Really cold.” She tried to breathe on her hands again but her breath only evaporated into a cloud before her.

“Goddamn, even my nipples are hurting.” She glanced at him, her eyes wide at the slip of her lips but his expression didn’t change. Thank God he couldn’t understand her.

“You’re freezing.” His deep voice seemed to cut through the icy air.

“A little.” She smiled.

Just then, the light disk that had been bathing the little nook in a warm glow dimmed then cut out completely.

“Phekking qrak.” His mutter would have made her chuckle if she wasn’t so cold.

“I don’t have another one.”

“It’s oh-k-kay.” Was she reassuring him or herself? For with the light gone, the cold seemed to embrace the darkness and the chill in the nook increased.

She tried blowing on her hands again and she didn’t know why she even bothered, as if the third time would be the charm or something.

“I will keep you warm,” he suddenly said and she could hear him moving.

There were some shuffling sounds and she squinted but she couldn’t see in the darkness.

“H-how will you keep me warm? Aren’t you as cold as I am?” Granted, she had noticed that the cold didn’t seem to affect him as much as it did her.

When it was hot, he hadn’t been affected either.

It must be all that muscle he was hiding underneath his clothes or something, for her bones felt utterly unprotected against the penetrating cold.

She felt him move behind her and she had to scoot forward a little as he sat.

“Wha—”

Suddenly she was being pulled backward against his chest.

A nice warmth spread across her back immediately.

“You don’t h-have to. I…”

But she couldn’t deny that it felt good.

He was warm, like he radiated heat, and she found herself leaning backward.

His arms came around her and Nia stiffened a little before relaxing.

Back on Earth, she wouldn’t have done shit like this. She’d have pushed the guy away and assumed he was out for his own gain.

But Ka’Cit seemed genuinely concerned about her.

He wasn’t trying to land in her bed or tickle her between her legs.

“Thanks. This is really kind of you.”

His arms tightened around her some more, tucking the cloak around her so she was in a little encased ball as he pulled her closer.

He grunted but didn’t say anything and for the next few minutes, every little movement she made seemed to cause his breathing to hitch a little.

“Are you okay?” She tilted her head to look up at him and it was evident just how bright that little disk he’d set up had been. She could barely make out his face, even though her eyes had adjusted to the darkness.

She saw his eyes though. They were startling green in the dark, and they were focused on her.

“It must be uncomfortable for you. I should get off you, shouldn’t I?”

She tried to move but his arms only tightened.

“Stay,” he growled, then his voice softened a little. “Don’t move.”

“I’m not making you uncomfortable?” Why was she speaking to him as if he could understand her? Maybe because it felt that way. Even though he didn’t understand a word that she said, it didn’t feel as if she was speaking to a wall.

“It’s no trouble. You’ve warmed me up a bit. I could let you move and get comfortable and I could lean back against the wall like I was doing before.” She reached out toward him and braced on his chest as she tried to stand.

That’s when her hand hit firm muscle…directly.

Nia paused and this time, her breath hitched in her throat.

Something screamed in her head that she shouldn’t move her hand but it suddenly felt remote controlled because it moved on its own.

Her fingers brushed over his skin and her breathing picked up a little as they traced the muscles embedded in his chest.

Nia’s throat went dry and it wasn’t because the cold was sucking the moisture from the air.

He’d taken off his tunic.

Her other hand fell on his thigh and she paused.

Bare flesh met her fingertips once more.

She should stop.

Don’t move your hand.

DON’T MOVE YOUR HAND.

But her hand moved a little upward along his leg.

What’s worse, he wasn’t stopping her, and now that she’d started, curiosity wouldn’t allow her to stop either.

He wasn’t even moving and when her fingers travelled up his thigh to reach that V at the juncture of his hips, her hand finally flew away from his body.

“Ka’Cit…” Nia licked her lips. “Why are you naked?”

And why wasn’t she hopping off him now that she’d realized that fact?

He made a sound in his throat but didn’t answer.

“You’re naked,” she whispered again.

“I had to remove my garments. It was the best way to stop you from freezing.”

Well, if that wasn’t a completely innocent and good answer…

So why was there a slight sizzle in her panties?

“My heat won’t transfer to you with my garments on. Don’t worry. You don’t have to remove yours.”

Nia cleared her throat.

Once again, it felt like she’d found herself in an unexpected and strange situation. Though, she didn’t really mind this one—a fact she should ponder later.

When she didn’t move away, his arms closed around her once more as he pulled her back