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

Her gaze fell back down his body, landing on his tail once more as his last few words to her resurfaced in her memory.

‘He’d said he had to leave before he did something she’d regret.’

Now what had he meant by that?

His tail was lying limp now and it brushed against the barrier with each movement that he took.

She watched it sway as she repeated the words in her head.

…something she’d regret.

For the life of her, she couldn’t understand why that would be the case.

Her gaze rose just as he spun around and her breath hitched in her nose.

The water played across the muscles in his chest as it ran down his body toward his very thick, very hard, cock.

It was heavy and thick, hanging between his legs like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Nia’s eyes widened as she caught sight of it and her gaze flew to his.

Thank God his eyes were closed or he would have caught her staring.

He obviously thought she was still asleep.

She should look away.

She should really give him some privacy.

But her gaze was attracted to it like a magnet.

Oh fuck, he was huge.

Maybe that’s why he said she might regret it?

Possibly. She didn’t really think he could fit even if they’d tried.

She watched as he leaned forward to rest his forehead against the transparent barrier and his brows knitted.

One hand grasped himself around the base and the other palm pressed against the barrier.

She should look away. She should definitely look away now.

Yet, she couldn’t.

Her eyes were glued on his hand where he fisted himself and her lips parted a little as she watched him.

She’d never seen anything more erotic in her life.

But he didn’t continue.

He just held himself at his base.

He didn’t pump his hand, he didn’t finish himself off, and when Nia lifted her gaze, she realized why.

Those diopside eyes were looking straight at her.

Fuck.

She’d been caught.

For the life of her, instead of maintaining some dignity and turning away from him at that moment, she found herself holding his gaze.

Ka’Cit let out a shuddering breath—the first sound she’d heard him make since she’d woken to find him showering.

The muscles in his hand flexed and her gaze moved back to his fist.

At her attention, his cock jerked in his hand and Nia’s mouth went dry.

She lifted her gaze slowly, scared at what she’d see in his eyes and needing to find out as well.

His gaze took her over, consumed her, and held her prisoner.

“You shouldn’t look at me like that, ta’ii.”

His voice was deep, low, and it sent a delicious chill through her bones.

“Why?” she whispered, surprised by her boldness.

He stood upright then and the water shut off behind him.

As the last rivulets ran down his body, they stared at each other, saying nothing but saying so much at the same time.

“Because if I step out of this room, this washing stall, I’m afraid I will…”

“Make me regret something?”

He stiffened at her words and for a moment, he stood still, saying nothing.

Then he nodded slowly. “Exactly.”

Nia lifted her head from the bedding. “What exactly will I regret, Ka’Cit?”

He inhaled deeply and his gaze darted over to the table set against the wall.

She followed his gaze and realized he was looking at his mask.

“You don’t see that, do you?” It wasn’t a question but as her brows furrowed and she looked back at him, she realized he wasn’t finished yet. “And you don’t see this.” He was still holding himself, his hardness not waning, and he used his free hand to motion to his face.

“Don’t see what?”

He didn’t respond.

“I don’t understand.” She glanced at his mask then back at him. “All I see is you.”

Something passed through his gaze that she couldn’t understand and another breath shuddered through him.

He took a step forward, then another, till he was standing by the bed.

There was static in the air, charged particles she could not see, and it felt as if her heart was thudding so hard in her chest, she risked having a mini heart attack.

“You feel it too…”

Her eyes widened at that, but she knew exactly what he was referring to.

It was this feeling. This indescribable feeling that made her weak and needy. That made her want to reach out toward him.

And with that thought, Nia realized that her hand had moved forward.

It stopped in mid-air, inches away from his skin.

“We shouldn’t do this…” he said.

Nia shook her head. “You’re probably right.”

She had no idea of the consequences of this, but life was short and she’d lived all of it on Earth not knowing that one day she was going to be ripped away from every single person that she loved.

Space wasn’t any better.

She’d come too close to losing her life on several occasions.

If this whole abduction experience had told her anything, it’d told her that she should do what felt right…and right now, this felt right.

Her fingers hovered in front of him, close enough that she could touch him without leaning forward, but still far enough away that he could pull back and break the potential contact.

But Ka’Cit didn’t move.

Instead, he gulped.

“Nee-ya,” he said.

It was a plea, the way he said her name, a plea and a warning.

She met his gaze.

There was so much torment there.

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to…”

He groaned then and snatched her outstretched hand so fast, she inhaled sharply.

“You don’t understand,” he said. “It hurts.”

“What hurts?”

“I want to so bad that it hurts. I want you more than I want air. But…”

“…but?”

He didn’t respond. He simply stared down at her with those tortured eyes of his.

“No more buts,” she whispered and his ears twitched. “No more buts.”

Something changed in the air between them and then he was climbing over her.

Nia leaned back, not daring to breathe, and not needing to while she stared into those eyes.

As Ka’Cit ripped open her cloak and she lay bare before him, she knew she’d been wrong that first time when they’d kissed and she’d felt something change between them.

The feeling then had