The ice planet has given me another lease on life, so I’m thrilled to be here. Sure, there’s no cheeseburgers, but I’m healthful and ready to be a effective member of the tiny tribe. What I didn’t anticipate? That there’d be considered a savage stranger waiting nearby, watching me. And when he will take me captive, the unthinkable occurs . I resonate to him.

Resonance means mating, and children . . . but I don’t know if this guy’s ever been around anyone before. He’s a classic barbarian in every ways, because of clubbing me over the top and claiming me as his very own.

So why is it that I crave his touch and hunger for more?

Contains mature themes.