Ka'Cit's Haven (Riv’s Sanctuary #3)

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 her just as he took her nipple into his mouth.

It was too much…too many points of stimulation…and an orgasm crashed through her shaking her body as she writhed against him.

“Phek,” she heard him groan and then she was being spun onto her belly as Ka’Cit settled behind her.