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

Her words were enough to send him over the edge and he had to exercise tight control and he pulled out of her completely before surging forward.

Nee-ya’s body shook as she took him.

Her body went limp against his as her head fell back and she moaned.

Ka’Cit growled, holding her hips fast as he buried himself within her folds over and over again, taking her to the hilt before pulling back and doing it all over again.

“Neeeeee-yaaaaa,” he groaned and she gripped his arms, her drunken gaze meeting his.

She lifted herself once more to wrap her arms around his neck and with each thrust, she ground that little bud between her legs against his pelvis with each stroke he made.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her and only when she dipped her head to his neck did his eyes leave her face.

A sharp pain shot through his shoulder as blunt teeth met his skin and combined with the feel of her around him, Ka’Cit let out a groan that felt like it shook the walls around them.

His seed was hot as it shot from his cock deep within her—the result of a concoction of pain mixed with pleasure. His climax was chased by her own orgasm and she clenched around him, sending more surges through his cock and straight through his body.

Ka’Cit he fell forward against the bedding, cradling her against him so he did not crush her with his weight.

Phek.

He couldn’t speak.

He could hardly breathe.

They lay like that for a few minutes, their bodies heaving in the aftermath, and a stark realization dawned on him as he held her in his arms.

She was it.

He’d found his gnora.

After all this time thinking he had none, here she was.

But fate had to be so cruel…

Nee-ya was perfect. The more time he spent around her, the more addicting she became.

She deserved the best and rightfully deserved her pick of anyone.

But the best was not him.

Yet, he was phekking selfish and in his selfishness, he didn’t want to let her go.

Just a few more moments, he told himself. Just a few more moments before he had to say goodbye.

29

Ka’Cit held her close as he rolled onto his side.

He was still inside her, she could feel his hardness, and that as well as a myriad of other emotions had her stunned.

She’d expected him to rise from the bed as soon as he finished, that’s what she was used to, but, instead, he was snuggling into her as if he was settling down for the night.

Neither of them said a word as she settled against him, allowing her body to relax into his, not daring to move and not wanting the moment to end.

As the lights in the room slowly dimmed till the room was shrouded in darkness, Nia kept her eyes open and stared straight ahead.

She couldn’t believe what had just happened between them.

When she’d left the Sanctuary to go to the Exchange, sharing a bed with a hot, blue alien had been the farthest thing on her mind.

Now, that blue alien was curved around her and she couldn’t think of a better place to be.

A smile graced her lips as she finally closed her eyes and allowed herself to relax some more.

She was very aware of each breath he took, of each time his chest rose and fell against her back, and of his breath brushing against her hair.

He was asleep.

She had to admit, it had been a long day. She’d slept twice since meeting him and he’d been awake the whole time.

Nia shifted a little and felt as he began to slide from within her. Strong arms grasped her as he groaned and his tail wrapped around her leg, keeping her still.

“Nee-ya,” he whispered.

Oh, so he wasn’t asleep.

His tail moved up her leg to brush against her belly. It tickled in a good way.

“I thought you were asleep.” She brushed her fingers against the tip of his tail and Ka’Cit groaned a little once more.

“Can’t sleep. Don’t want to. Sleep isn’t what’s on my mind.”

He dipped his head to her neck and inhaled before licking her with his tongue.

The sensation sent tingles through her body.

As her hand closed around his tail and travelled up along it toward his body, Ka’Cit froze as if not daring to move.

The farther her hand went, the thicker his tail got, till she was reaching back to close her hand around the base of his tail completely.

A sound rumbled in his throat, something between a groan and a whimper, and Nia spun enough so that she could look at him.

The lights came back on with her movement and she was greeted with his completely dilated eyes.

“You’re sensitive here,” she whispered.

Ka’Cit groaned and his hand closed over her center. One finger moved forward to brush against her clit.

“And you’re sensitive here,” he growled.

A moan caught in her throat as he dipped the finger in his mouth, wetting it before he returned it to the little bundle of nerves.

As she moaned again, she was sure he grew harder within her.

“How can you be ready again so soon?”

Ka’Cit let out a sound she could only describe as a rumble of need as he nipped her on the shoulder. “Just the thought of you makes me hard, ta’ii.”

He took the soft skin at her neck between his lips, running his tongue over her skin as his finger played delicately with her bud and when he started grinding his hips once more, Nia found herself clinging on to him.

His strokes drove her to madness. All she could think about was the thickness sliding deep within her, slick from her juices and she could already feel her pleasure building.

Her back arched and Ka’Cit lifted his head to stare down at her nipples.

His fangs flashed and God knows, some old instinct within her told her she should be afraid, but pleasure was a good distraction.

As he ran a fang over her nipple, a moan rumbled from within