Ka'Cit's Haven - Page 196

He was right.

She could feel it throbbing and twitching even underneath the layer of clothing and the feel of it only heightened her own need.

Ka’Cit’s lips returned to her skin, trailing down from her breast straight to her hips.

He buried his face there, his nose in the V between her thighs, and inhaled her through her clothes.

“Nee-ya…” he groaned.

His hands gripped her thighs, his fingers slipping underneath the waist of her trousers before he pulled them down her legs, pulling her panties along with them.

She was finally bare before him and he growled again.

He dipped his head once more, his nose pressing into her clit and Nia fought not to tremble as shivers of pleasure shot through her.

“You’re mine,” he whispered against her clit before his tongue darted forward, dipping into her wetness before swiping up the valley between her lips and over the tight bundle of nerves.

“Mine,” he growled again as his tongue stroked her once more.

As Ka’Cit gripped her hips and pulled her farther into his mouth, Nia’s fingers threaded into his hair.

His tongue was wet, thick, and warm, and it was sending shock waves through her system.

He didn’t pause, he didn’t stop. He ate her like a man famished and Nia panted and writhed against him.

“Ka’Cit,” she breathed and his response was a moan against her, one that vibrated right through her.

He stroked against her, his tongue swirling and curling, and when he released her hips to reach up to her breasts, she knew she couldn’t take it anymore.

The twin peaks found themselves between his fingers as he played with them, pinching them gently as he lapped at her.

“Ka’Cittttt,” she moaned his name.

Her body felt like her bones were filled with sweet, sweet honey that was pooling within her bones to the point she was going to shatter.

She didn’t know how long she was going to be able to hold on before—

Her orgasm ripped through her so hard, she let out a scream. Hands still fisted in his hair, Nia jerked against him as she tried to pull away.

It was too much. Too much pleasure. She couldn’t handle…

But Ka’Cit held her fast, his tongue sliding against her clit as he lapped at her juices and only when the tremors began to lessen in her body did his tongue slide from her cunt.

She was panting and limp as he rose up and stripped off his tunic. A second later, his trousers fell to the floor of the vehicle and then he was over her once more, skin to skin, Merssi to human.

Her chest was still heaving as he settled between her thighs and she wrapped her arms around him.

“Nee-ya,” he murmured again and his chest rumbled with her name as his cock jerked between them.

“Please,” she murmured.

She needed him. Needed to feel him. Needed him to make her complete.

His lips found hers as he settled his shaft between her inner lips. One hand found her nipple while the other caressed her cheek as his tongue stroked against hers.

And with each stroke of his tongue, the underside of his shaft drove through her lips, rubbing against the bundle of nerves and causing her to moan into his mouth.

Ka’Cit didn’t stop.