Ice Planet Honeymoon: Vektal and Georgie (Ice Planet Barbarians, #1.5)

by Ruby Dixon

There’s something sweet and innocent about Vektal. Despite his ferociousness and the harsh world they live in, he’s charmingly naïve and adorable for it. I hope he never loses it and becomes as jaded as I am.

She says that she is happy with me but…is this a lie? Am I not enough for my beautiful human? Because she is everything to me.

“You going to wash up?” “No. I am going to mate my sweet human’s cunt with my tongue,” I tell her, dragging her into my arms and pulling her close for a mouth-mating.

Is this something new I must worry about for my mate? That her cunt gets chilled easily?

I undo the strange laces on her short leggings and slide them down to reveal the delicate tuft of curls between her thighs. “Ahhh. I am home.” Georgie chuckles. “Is that your home now, babe?” “Why would it not be? My tongue fits here perfectly.” I wrap an arm around her hips and lick the seam of her cunt. “My fingers fit here perfectly. My cock fits here perfectly. Where is this if not home?”

“You are my home, Georgie. Wherever you are, that is where I want to be.”

“I love you too,” I say back, because I know she values hearing such things. For my Georgie, I can pleasure her body for hours, tend to her every need, and share my most secret thoughts with her…and yet she must still hear the words. It is something I am learning to say aloud, because I do not like the look of hurt on her face if I forget. “I love all of you.”

“But certain parts more than others?” she teases. “No,” I say solemnly. “I love all of you equally. There is no part I would rather have than another.” I press another kiss to the tuft between her thighs. “Lie down so I may taste all of the parts of my mate that I love.”

“Tell me and I will make you come so hard you will scream, my sweet resonance,”

“I would be sad to leave my people behind, but you are my mate. You come first in all ways.”

“Then we will do this. We will have a good honey-moons. We will bury the dead, and then we will retreat to a cave and mate feverishly until you smile once more.”

“You do not need to thank me, my sweet resonance. You are my mate. There is nothing I will not do for you.”

I put my cold feet on his leg and he doesn’t even protest. That’s when you know it’s love.