Icewild: Lost by Casey Fox

Author:Casey Fox [Fox, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: X07
Published: 2021-06-01T04:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Hannah

When I wake, Izzik is still wrapped around me, his heat suffusing me. Morning light is pouring across the valley and the snow glints like diamonds, nearly blinding me in its brightness. This place is harsh, but I suppose it has its beauty too.

In his sleep, Izzik moans, and his hips tilt toward me slightly. I freeze under the weight of his arm; even in his sleep, he’s strong. The hard muscles of his chest press into my back and I feel him breathe.

Oh. Right. We ate the fruit yesterday.

The warmth between my own thighs speaks to that. I wonder if it has the same impact on him. I wriggle back into him, pressing my bum against his hips. I wonder if he’s human-shaped beneath his pants. He’s human-ish outside of his clothes at least, it stands to reason he’d be human-ish beneath. I press into him with another sway of my hips, feeling for a bulge.

Oh, there’s a bulge all right.

My face reddens.

Izzik’s hand moves sleepily down my body to rest on my hip. It seems almost automatic, like the motion is so practiced it happens in his sleep, and a part of me wonders if he had a lover before his family exiled him.

His fingers twitch and grip my hip for a moment, and I smile. But then he snuffles and yawns, waking more fully.

When he sees that he’s wrapped around me, he startles back from me and out of the warm covers. Cold air rushes in to replace the heat we’d created, and I shriek with the sudden hush of ice over me.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he repeats, over and over again. “I didn’t mean to touch you, I’m so sorry.”

Is he sorry because he touched me and liked it, so he felt bad? Or sorry because he touched me and found me off-putting? Judging by the bulge in his pants I assume he liked it, but maybe he was dreaming about someone else entirely.

I should have never fed him the fruit. It just confused things.

“I’m okay, it’s okay,” I tell him gently, patting the air to calm both of us. “It’s okay.”

He’s skittered back away from me and is examining me, crouched and watching. He blinks and then rubs his hands over his face. He seems exhausted, uncertain.

But when he meets my gaze again, he sets his jaw. “We have much to do today. We will ready the hides and tomorrow we will say goodbye to this camp.”

My heart tries to leave my body via my throat, but I nod. “Where?” I ask him.

“Where are we going?” he clarifies.

I nod again, and make a little motion with my hand to urge him to continue.

He stands and points up the mountain. “We will climb through this valley. It winds between the mountains, but it is not a true valley. The way is still high, the pass difficult. Once we traverse the pass we will come to a woods. That’s where the witch who told our prophecies lives.

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