ice planet holiday an ice planet barbarians novella

It’s not a bad idea, and I’m tempted to go get the marked-bone calendar out of her empty cave and borrow it. Harlow tells me she keeps a calendar because otherwise her days run together and it bothers her. There are only two sorta-seasons here - the bitter season and the brutal season. The sa-khui - Vektal’s people - don’t differentiate between days of the week, and they don’t have holidays.

No one pays a bit of attention to us, though, and it’s just another ice planet morning. I smooth out my hair, always a little self-conscious that everyone can guess what we’ve been doing just by my expression. It’s at least an hour later when my mate and I emerge from our cave. It’s hard not to when your mate is so good at it. I can’t blame him - I tend to think about sex more than I probably should. Vektal’s hand smooths down my hip, and he pulls me against his cock, letting me know that he’s been awake for several minutes, thinking about sex. Sometimes I’m still amazed we ended up together, seeing as how we both are from different corners of the universe, and we’re both stranded, but that’s a story for another day. Maybe it’s the mental image that does it for him I’ve never asked how much feeling he has there because I don’t have horns. “Little from column A, little from column B?” I reach up and smooth my hand along one of the horns jutting from his forehead and curling back against his hair. “Is my mate hungry for food? Or for her male?” My big, pregnant belly gets in the way of things, but Vektal’s large enough that he can still envelop me against him. I roll over and slide into his arms, nuzzling against his throat. I don’t even mind the whole ‘ice planet’ thing and the ‘having to wear fur and leather’ thing if it gets me a sexy beast like Vektal.

All of it is equally sinfully delicious and makes a girl look forward to her day. Every morning, I get woken up to a licking or nibbling of some kind. It’s good to be the chief’s mate, it really is.

“Mmm,” I sigh, snuggling deeper under the furs with him. Vektal’s hand carefully cups one of my breasts, large and tender with pregnancy. I wake up to the drag of a ridged tongue along my ear. NEED MORE ALPHA, OUT OF THIS WORLD HEROES?

Ice planet holiday an ice planet barbarians novella