Ka'Cit's Haven: A Sci-fi Alien Romance (Riv's Sanctuary Book 3) by A.G. Wilde (online e book reader .txt) 📗

“You are safe with me, ta’ii.”

Nia gulped as she settled back against him trying her best not to focus on the rippling muscles she could now feel in great detail especially since she knew they were right there.

If she thought about it, his cock was right against her ass too…

Deep breath. Deep breath.

This wasn’t a human male. Aliens had different views on nakedness.

Still, the thought that his cock was right there.

Nia tried not to squirm.

Now that she thought about it, there was something hard against her ass.

Her heart thudded against her ribcage and her eyes widened in the darkness.

Completely natural, Nia.

It was completely natural.

Men got hard even when they weren’t horny. Even alien men.

She could either accept his help or jump off his lap and go freeze in the corner and when she put it like that, the choice was obvious.

All she had to do was not think about the very thick hard thing she was feeling against her.

But telling herself not to think about something only produced the opposite reaction.

Newton’s third law.

The hard, cylindrical thing twitched and had her breathing pattern changing a little.

Fuck.

Just how big was he?

He was a large guy…if he was proportional down there…

Dear God.

Just then, it twitched again.

Fuck her.

Not literally…

Or maybe literally…

Shit.

This wasn’t going to be easy.

Ka’Cit let out a breath as he glanced at his sat-watch.

He wasn’t going to be able to do the job he’d been hired to do.

There was no way he was going to find that Niftrill, get what he needed, and escape the ship on time without putting Nee-ya in danger.

He’d have to cancel and relay the bad news to his contact.

It would be a surprise. He always completed his jobs, but this time it wasn’t something he had any power over.

Plus phek him if he wasn’t an idiot.

His ears perked as he felt Nee-ya’s body rise and fall with the rhythm of sleep.

He bit down hard on his bottom lip, his fangs sinking into his skin and he tasted blood.

She’d almost realized his situation and he didn’t know how he would have survived the embarrassment.

His cock was so hard now, it was painful.

When she’d found out he was unclothed and she’d touched him, ran her fingers up along his leg, his tail had gone bone straight and his cock too.

It pulsed between his legs now, so hot it could melt the cold around them.

Heck, it was probably the major source of warmth in the room, and for that reason alone, maybe it was useful.

If he’d known he’d be able to feel her soft body through the cloak that she wore, though, he might have considered finding another way to keep her warm.

His cock twitched and strained upward again, demanding that he take something that wasn’t his. Something that could never be his in the damaged state that he was.

This wasn’t the sort of torture he would willingly put himself in.

This was the sort of torture that was going to leave him aching for days.

As he listened to her sleep, felt her body rise and fall in his arms, he knew he was taking liberties here that he shouldn’t.

These were things a mate did and a life of love and family…a gnora…had never been in the books for him from the moment he was born.

Raising his hand, he brushed his palm over his face just to remind himself of how broken, how unsuitable he was, and it dulled the ache in his groin just a little.

With a sigh, his head fell and his nose brushed against Nee-ya’s hair.

He couldn’t resist, he leaned in a little closer.

It was soft against his skin and tickled a little.

She felt so good against him…so perfect, like she was made to fit in his arms.

What the hell had he gotten himself into?

A few hours ago, he’d been living his usual life, tracking a Niftrill for a job.

Now he was in the underbelly of a ship, naked, a human in his arms, and he was questioning his purpose in life.

Being around her in such close confinement was only highlighting one thing.

They could hardly communicate, but the few bits of understanding that passed between them made him feel…happy. It was the sort of feeling that told him that if he allowed it, they could become friends…maybe even more than friends.

Phek.

As he buried his nose a little farther into her hair, Nee-ya moaned a little and adjusted herself on him.

Ka’Cit squeezed his eyes shut, the throbbing in his cock becoming almost unbearable.

He couldn’t lie to himself.

He wasn’t doing this because he was being charitable.

This wasn’t because he was lonely.

This was because he liked the little human…and it seemed, he liked her a little too much.

His friends had human mates. He knew it was possible.

But who was he to wish for such a thing?

A mate.

Maybe even a human one?

But he wasn’t a human male. He was hardly even Merssi.

Such was his curse.

Such was his life.

He was used to it.

No hard feelings.

Yet, there was something, an ache that developed in his chest at the thought.

An ache he couldn’t ignore.

But he had to ignore it.

He had nothing to offer a female.

Nothing.

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A deep voice tickled her ear.

“Nee-ya. It is time.”

“Hmm?” Nia blinked her eyes open.

Had she fallen asleep?

Really?

In a situation like this?

Wide eyes turned to look at the alien who was still holding her and his green gaze met hers in the darkness.

“Shit. I fell asleep?” She shot him an apologetic look she wasn’t sure he could see. “Sorry. I can’t believe…”

As she tried to ease up off him, his arms loosened from around her, and soon she was crouching in the small space, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

She could hear rustling around her and then she remembered he was naked. He was probably putting his clothes back on.

Oh.

Nia looked away even though she couldn’t see anything but memory of what she’d felt came back to her.

Her cheeks felt warm at the thought.

Had she just really slept on a naked guy? Slept on him? All unconcerned?

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