Ice Planet Barbarians (Ice Planet Barbarians, #1)

by Ruby Dixon

It wasn’t a monster come to eat me. It was this monster. Who’s come to eat me out.

Great, now I’ve got Stockholm syndrome.

Loll

I feel like there’s an alien bingo card somewhere that just got checked off. Horns? Check. Tail? Check. Crazy-ass cock? Check, check, check.

From now until my spirit departs this plane, there shall be none for me but her.

“You are my heart,” I tell her

I trace my fingers down her soft cheek. Does she not realize? Anywhere she goes, I will gladly follow. She is my heart, my resonance, my soul. My mate. It grieves me she is so miserable here, with me.

“A Great Dane can still make a Chihuahua pregnant,” Liz points out. “Guess which one you are.”