Ka'Cit's Haven (Riv’s Sanctuary #3)

Why wasn’t she scared?

Why did she want this?

Why was there a tingle between her thighs?

Fuck if she knew.

“Why?”

Right, Nia. Why?

“Because it makes me want to run. I can’t stop it. I’ll run.”

Ka’Cit’s eyes narrowed for a split second and his tail waved from side to side. “Are you scared?”

Nia huffed out a laugh. “No…”

She was a little. Scared of the thrill.

“Then run.”

Her breath hitched in her throat and for a split second, time stood still between them before Nia darted off, pushing from off the wall and toward the bathroom.

Her bare feet slapped against the floor as she tried to move quickly and her heart thumped in her ears as she heard movement on the bed.

She was just at the transparent barrier to the room when another squeal left her lips just as she was lifted off her feet.

The momentum had them tumbling into the bathroom and Ka’Cit gripped her against him so they wouldn’t collide into the wall.

The wind was knocked out of her for a few moments and her chuckles came with a bit of heaving for air.

Ka’Cit growled as he pushed her up against the wall. Even with her cloak between them, she could feel the pressure of his cock pressing against her ass.

He dipped his head to her neck and inhaled deeply.

“Ta’iiiii.”

His cock jerked again as he pinned her there and she realized belatedly that her hands were pinned up above her head.

Ka’Cit growled against her neck. “You shouldn’t have ran.”

Nia giggled. “You’re the one chasing me.”

He growled again. “I couldn’t help it. And now…”

Nia’s breath hitched in her throat as he spun her to face him.

The front of the cloak had no buttons. It simply had folds of fabric that came together to keep her hidden.

He found the center without trouble and pulled the robe open, lifting it over her head so she shimmied her arms out of it.

Ka’Cit cupped a breast, kneading it as his finger flicked over her nipple and Nia inhaled sharply.

He dipped then, his nose moving over the other nipple before he took it into his mouth.

“Ka’Cit,” she whispered and he moaned against her nipple before releasing it from his lips.

Down he went, his lips forming a trail of wet sucks and kisses as he headed down toward her belly button but he didn’t stop there.