Ice Planet Honeymoon: Raahosh & Liz (Ice Planet Barbarians, #2.5)

by Ruby Dixon

There are two big alien men standing at the large, triangular mouth of the cave, and my Raahosh is easy to recognize. It’s not just the one busted horn and the scars that cover one side of his face that give him a permanent scowl. It’s the way he carries himself, like he’s got a stick up his ass. His back is ramrod straight and his shoulders tight and set like he wants to fight anyone and everyone.

Like he wants to throw me down on the cave floor and nut all over me just so everyone knows I’m claimed.

“And this one’s about to puke.” She smiles tightly at both of us. “Baby stuff, you know.” She walks away and makes a face behind his back and a throat cutting motion. I know what that means—end the conversation.

“Finger in the hole?” I echo. “Which hole?” “The last one.” I stare at him in surprise. “They like that?” Vaza shrugs. “I do.”

Vaza is a narsty old man lol

Her head is propped up on my upper arm and her mouth is open, which means she is drooling a small river, but I do not wake her.

She can be the bold one. I will be the rock, the protector, the shield. She can be the arrow, launching itself forward. I will be the bow—the brace, the stability that the arrow needs to speed ahead.