Page 23 of Lost in Barbarian Space

But something told him one night with Honor wouldn’t be enough.

“I’ll show you how to use the staff, Colm, but that’s all.”

Okay, so his little warrior needed some more coaxing. He could be patient. He placed his hands on hers again and pulled the staff in to her chest. It nestled between her breasts.

He moved it, the slick surface sliding against her.

She let out a breath with a hiss. “Colm.” She pulled away. “I think you’ve had enough of this lesson. Let’s move onto sparring.” She strode across to some large bags against the wall. She rummaged around for a moment, then moved back to him.

She handed him a retracted staff.

He mimicked the way he’d seen her shake the weapon and it extended.

She raised her staff in front of her, holding it with both hands. “You showed me some sword-fighting, it’s only fair I show you some staff fighting.”

“Why do I get the impression you plan to leave bruises?” he said.

She gave him a sharp smile. “Are you afraid, barbarian?”

He lifted his staff. “Never.”

She took him through some basic moves. It wasn’t complicated, but it was different, compared to using a sword.

“Good.” She brushed her damp hair from her face. “Not bad.”

Colm pressed his tongue to his teeth. “How about a challenge? The winner can demand a boon from the other.”

She looked uncertain.

“If you’re afraid—” He shrugged and lowered his staff.

She put her hands on her hips. “I’m not six years old, Colm. That won’t work on me.”

He smiled.

“Damn you.” She shook her head. “Fine. If you win, what do you want?”

“A kiss.”

Her eyes narrowed. “That’s it?”

“Yes, but you have to kiss me with no inhibitions, no holding back.”

She looked away, nibbling on her lower lip, which made his cock twitch.

She looked up. “Fine.” She swung her staff up, tightening her grip on it and widening her stance. “Do you want to know what I want if I win?”

He lifted his staff. “No. Because I’m going to win.”

She bristled like a darken beast. “Because you’re a big, bad barbarian and I’m just a woman?”

“No. Because I really want that kiss.”

He saw a blush of heat in her cheeks.

With a growl, she stepped toward him, and slammed her staff against his. He moved, and they circled around. She came at him again. She was packing her hits with all her strength.

And dammit, she was making him work for it.