Lib Novel Page 119
She was so small, he wasn’t sure if he could do this without hurting her.
“You won’t hurt me,” she whispered and he realized he’d spoken out loud.
He was still hesitant though and he reached a finger between them and slipped into her soft warmth.
“Are you sure?”
Another groan shuddered through him when he felt her channel grip his finger.
Phek.
She was too small. She wouldn’t be able to take it.
“I’m sure.”
She squirmed against him then, causing his tip to brush against her warmth and the contact made both of them moan.
Ka’Cit eased upward slowly, moving so he could look into her face as he moved.
Her brows furrowed a little and she bit her bottom lip as he eased forward a little more.
Phek. He didn’t know how long he would last before he spilled. He was teetering at the edge already by just making contact with her entrance.
As he pulled back then pushed forward once more, Nee-ya inhaled deeply and her eyes rolled back.
“More?” he whispered.
With a whimper of pleasure, she nodded.
Back then forward, in then out, he took his time allowing her wetness to coat his shaft as her body grew accustomed to his length.
With each stroke, his body shuddered against hers.
It was sweet torture, working his way into her softness.
Each stroke made her whimper. Each stroke made him see the stars.
Time didn’t exist and when he was finally seated deep within her, he held her still against him.
Nee-ya opened her eyes to look at him. Her lashes were low and her bottom lip was still held between her teeth.
Ka’Cit paused for a moment.
He needed to know that she was okay..
“Tell me if it hurts, ta’ii.” She was not nearly the size of any Merssi female, and he realized this was not something he thought he’d be worrying about, but he was.
“Not enough.”
“What?”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
His eyes widened a fraction as his fangs flashed.
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.