Ice Planet Honeymoon: Rukh & Harlow (Ice Planet Barbarians, #4.5)

by Ruby Dixon

"Cook," Rukh says as he moves around the fire and back to my side. "Rukh cook Har-loh."

I'm happy that resonance paired us together. It doesn't matter that he scared me in the beginning. I saw the lonely, aching man beneath all the dirt and fell in love.

He's a quick learner, and all it took was for me to show him once what I liked and now he's determined to do it right every damn time. I moan, clinging to his shoulders as he rubs lightly at my clit. "Har-loh mine." His voice is so possessive as he leans in and nips at my ear, repeating the words. "Har-loh mine."

That's just who he is. He wants the best for me, even if it means far more work.

"Rukh kiss," he tells me, patting my ass and then caressing it. Funny how he doesn't have a big vocabulary, but with those two words, he's able to make me wetter than heck.

Do I want him? Do I want more kisses over the most sensitive part of my body? Do I want his tongue delving between every little fold and caressing my clit? Oh fuck yes, I absolutely do.

I love the touching and being wrapped around each other. I love the connection. I love being owned by him.

All of it can be done by one, but it goes faster with help. I am still thinking like I am alone, and I should not be. Har-loh wants to be at my side, and I want to be at hers. So I nod. "Rukh hunt." I hold my hand out to her. "Har-loh hunt? Togeddur?" A brilliant smile blooms across her face, and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. "Togeddur," she agrees. I am pleased. Everything is better together.