Barbarian's Taming (Ice Planet Barbarians, #8)

by Ruby Dixon

I am surprised…and honored that she has chosen me as a pleasure-mate. “You wish me to fuck you? I accept.”

Is it…wrong to want to tap the ass of a man that kidnapped my sister? Probably. Am I thinking about it anyhow? Oh, yeah.

“What? Why’d we stop? Is someone coming? Because I know it isn’t me, if you know what I’m saying.”

“Should I…get off you?” “Do that and I’ll kill you,”

Itch? Scratched. Antsiness? Gone. Worry about the future? Can’t worry about it when you’ve been boned into next week. Loneliness? Nah, I’m good.

Dear god, these alien men have such naughty equipment. God must definitely be a woman, because this is a gift from heaven if there ever was one.

I wanted you. So I took you.”

“Is something wrong with your eyes?” Mah-dee snorts. “No. There is something wrong with my brain if I’m trying to use human techniques to flirt with you, though.”

I put my arms around his neck and bury my face there, except when I do, I bang my forehead on one of his down-curling horns. Typical. Even Hassen’s trying to kill me.

“Okay,” she says faintly. “Should I get out a weapon?” “Yes.” “Fuck.” “Not right now,” I tell her again, distracted.

“This place is kind of cool.” A strange comment. “Of course it is cooler. We are in a valley. It will not be as warm as where the suns touch the snow.”