Barbarian's Bride (Ice Planet Barbarians) - Page 15

And the more I want him to bite me back.

I am absolutely horny for this big alien man and I need more touching. Lots more.

"Have you done this before?" Dagesh asks me, slightly breathless as he storms over snowy hill after snowy hill. His grip doesn't ease on me in the slightest, which means that the breathlessness he has is from my nearness, and that sends another thrill shooting through me. “Before now, I mean?”

"Resonate?"

He laughs. "Resonance is only ever between one pair. Once a khui has chosen, it has chosen its mate for life." He glances down at me briefly, and I'm entranced by those fascinating, deep eyes of his. "I meant mating."

"Oh." Is this a conversational lead-in to some slut shaming? Because I've definitely gotten around in the past. I had a few wild teenage years, much to my family's chagrin, and well…I just really like dating. And sex. I've never had a guy ask me how experienced I was. Usually when we established a safe word, it was kinda understood that I knew my way around a dick. "Is…this a trick question?"

I'm afraid to answer. Because what if I say "Yes, oh yes, I love cock!" and Dagesh hates the thought that his precious mate isn't a virgin? What if he wants his junk to be the only resident to my lady town, ever? Our resonance—heck, our happy ever after—will be over before it even began.

"There is no trick," Dagesh says easily. He continues to move over the landscape as if he knows exactly where he's headed. Which is good, because it all looks the same to me. "I merely wish to know if that is your first time as well."

"It was your first, then?" I don’t feign surprise. There’s no point. We both know that quick two-thrust interlude wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

He nods. "My tribe does not have many females. They were able to choose the pleasure-mates they liked amongst all of us, but I am not nearly as interesting as others."

"Then your ladies are blind." I put a hand on his broad chest, because goodness, they must really be picky women if he's considered “not exciting enough.” Just looking at him is making my mouth water.

"You are influenced by resonance. If we were not singing to one another, you would not notice me either." He says this in a cheerful voice, as if it's a given.

I think he's wrong. I've been eyeballing him ever since I woke up. But I also don't want to argue over something as silly as how hot someone might or might not be to alien eyes. "Their loss is my gain."

My answer seems to make him happy. Dagesh's smile broadens, and his hands squeeze me to his chest a little tighter. I drag my fingertips over his bare chest, learning the texture of his skin as he walks. "I like the way you feel," I tell him, fascinated. "Your skin is like the softest velvet here." I trace invisible lines across his skin. "But you're plated and hard here." I touch the hardened, textured spots on his skin, one right over his heart. "My skin isn't like this."

"You look soft everywhere." His words are thick, husky, and he glances down at me. There's such hunger in his eyes that it takes my breath away.

"I am." I want to squirm in his arms. Our conversation has taken on a decidedly sexual tone, and I'm absolutely into it. "Can I keep touching you? Or is this bothering you?"

"Touch me…as you please." His big jaw clenches. "I think I will die if you stop." If anything, he walks a little faster.

I keep touching him, since I have free rein to do so. I love the way he feels under my fingertips. I could just stroke his skin all day long and never get tired of it. It's that fascinating mixture of ultra-warm skin clashing with the chill of the air, the strength flexing under that soft skin, and the scent of him. I don't think I've ever been so aroused in my life, and I know it's all thanks to the khui.

Well, some of it is, anyhow. The rest of me just finds Dagesh utterly delicious and I figure if I'm stranded here on an ice planet for the rest of my life, I might as well enjoy myself. And I suspect I will with this big, handsome brute as my mate. I shiver at the thought.

"We are almost there," Dagesh rasps.

“Where are we going?”

“Away from the others,” is all he says. “Where we can be alone. It will not be much longer.”

"Take your time," I say dreamily, lifting my hand and caressing the strong lines of his jaw. "I'm enjoying the journey." It occurs to me that he might be growing tired, and I inwardly wince at how insensitive I am. "Should I walk?"

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