Barbarian's Choice: A SciFi Alien Romance (Ice Planet Barbarians Book 12)

will tell him that if he mates with you, he is stuck with the biggest, smelliest beast on the planet,” Salukh says in a grave voice.

Zennek nods. “Chahm-pee. And how you will not let us eat him.”

I snort, escaping out of Pashov’s grasp. “Because he is my pet and that makes him my family. You do not eat family, fools.”

“If you are asking where kits come from, I know already.” He relaxes against me, and so I cannot help but add, “They come from the magic basket.”

“Uh…what?”

“Yes,” I say firmly, doing my best not to laugh. I avoid looking him in the eye as I trail my fingers up and down his abdomen. Such a nice, firm, flat abdomen.

I think I will just go thank Stay-see for her excellent food.”

“Sure, run away, chicken,” Liz

Yeah, if I talk to my mate about it, all I hear is about how it’s to pleasure me.” Liz rolls her eyes. “I doubt that’s the actual biological purpose of it, but I let him roll with that ego-stroking explanation.”

also don’t know what to make of the jealous surge that rises in me at the thought of her getting all kinds of offers to ‘share her furs.’ I shouldn’t be this possessive of her, this fast.

So what do you mean by mated?”

She chuckles, and I feel her tongue flick along my jaw, tracing the lines of it. Gods above, but she’s sensual. “What do you think it means?”

“Is it all right if I touch you?”

I think I’d die if she stopped. I swallow hard. “Yeah.”

“Tell me you’re real,” he says to me. “I feel like if I go to sleep, I’m going to wake up and this will all have been a dream.”

I do not understand why they make me feel…like less. It is a sensation I have never felt before.