Barbarian's Choice (Ice Planet Barbarians, #11)

by Ruby Dixon

“Holy kef, it’s colder than a tranki whore’s tits out here.”

And that’s when I realize three things. She’s real, she’s incredibly warm, and she’s purring.

Mine. She’s mine.

“All is well,” he tells me, and there’s grim determination in his voice. “No one will ever harm you while I am breathing.”

“We want to know what the spur is for.”

“Pheromones,” Niri says, saving me from an awkward explanation. “It’s a primitive biological way of marking a female as belonging to a particular male. The spur secretes twice the pheromones that the rest of the body does.”

He presses another hard, fervent kiss to my mouth. “Stay with me. Forever.”

“Not at all. It’s just a trend, kind of like piercings.” “These?” I touch his earlobe, where a small ring has been pushed through the flesh. “It is just because it is pretty?” “Most are. Some are…useful. Like the one on my cock.”

“I am your mother. I will love you and honor whatever decision will make you happy.” Her eyes shine with tears of her own. “Even if it takes you far, far away from me.”

“Your eyes,” Mardok grits, and there is strain in his voice. “Give me your eyes again, Farli. I want to have you with me when I come.”