He wondered if there was some way he could take legal action, maybe secure himself a small settlement. It would take time, and he’d have to hang around for a while, if not in North Spire, than in some other nearby Alaskan village. And that, Felix realized, was not something that he was willing to do.
Ever since he’d reached the age of majority, he’d been a wanderer at heart. The longest he’d spent in a single city had been a little over a year, back before he’d bought the conversion camper van that was the closest thing to a home that he had.
He’d left the van in storage when he’d crossed from Canada into Alaska. Taking it with him seemed like a bad idea, and given what he’d seen of the weather, he was fairly confident he’d made the right choice. Getting stuck on the side of the road, or worse, sliding on the ice and ending up in a collision would be more than an inconvenience for him.
Felix stopped to check the compass. The snowfall had calmed down enough for him to see a decent way into the distance. North Spire, along with the mountains in the distance, could still be seen over his shoulder. Ahead of him, he could barely make out a small, jagged patch of shadow against one of the larger snow covered hills.
The falling snow did strange things as it approached the entrance of the cave, swirling into unnatural circular patterns. Felix stopped, pulling his camera out from under his jacket and carefully snapping a photo.
He continued forward, making out the cave in more detail as he approached. The opening was at an angle, and large icicles hung from the upper lip of it. There were no animal tracks outside, but with how heavily the snow had been falling, Felix wasn’t sure if that was a sign he could count on.
He slowed to a stop, crouching down on one knee as he came to the edge of the cave. Oddly enough, it wasn’t dark inside. Light somehow managed to find its way in, illuminating the first cave chamber well enough for him to see its details.
The walls sparkled a mixture of blue, purple and crystalline white. There was a thin layer of windblown snow across the ground, and it accentuated the smooth angles of the space. Crystals grew from almost every surface, extending outward in a variety of shapes and sizes.
“Wow…” Felix aimed his camera and started snapping more photos, a grin spreading across his face. It was more than he’d been hoping for.
He stepped down through the opening, entering the cave properly. As soon as he’d passed beyond the threshold, a strange tension settled over his shoulders. It felt like there was something in the air, something powerful and intoxicating.
Felix snapped more photos. In some spots, snowflakes fluttered in the air, neither rising nor descending, like motes of dust in a sunbeam. There were several other openings to his left and right. The cave was more than just one room.
He decided to go a little further in, following down the small passage to his right. It angled downward, and when it finally spilled out into another chamber, Felix found that it was twice the size as the first one had been. He laughed out loud and felt a strange mirth take hold in his chest. It suddenly felt as though he was drunk, maybe even along with something else.
“This is amazing!” he shouted, hearing his voice echo across the walls, into the distance.
The crystals jutted from the floor and walls at strange angles, most of them bigger than the ones he’d seen originally. Felix remembered the promise he’d made to Stella and found one small enough to be pocketed. It was firmly attached to the ground, and regardless of how hard he pulled, it wouldn’t budge.
“I’ll… find one on my way out,” he muttered.
He turned in a slow circle, looking through his camera for another shot, and instantly froze in place. There was someone else in the caves with him.
CHAPTER 5
Felix stood totally still, as if by not moving, he could make himself invisible. Across from him, on the side of the chamber he hadn’t made it to yet, stood a beautiful woman coated from head to toe in crystals of ice.
She wasn’t moving either. Her body was a mixture of large, buoyant breasts, a butt that curled out and then down into luscious thighs, and lips that spoke of perfection without ever saying a word. Felix thought that she was a statue, assumed that nothing that looked like her could be a product of anything other than hours of hard work and design. The woman smiled at him.
“What…?” Felix flinched back, shaking his head. “What the fuck?”
The woman took a step toward him. Her eyes glowed a deep, silvery ice blue. Her hips swayed as she moved, and snowflakes fell from the long strands of her frozen hair.
Felix wanted to run, but found himself unable to look away from her. So he did the next best thing, slowly lifting his camera back up, and attempting to get the woman into frame. She started moving, slowly gyrating her hips, and he forgot what he was trying to do.
The woman glowed bright blue for a moment, and sections of the ice that covered her crackled away, leaving only her breasts and crotch covered in crystalline underwear. The ice broke free of her face and hair. She had a flirtatious smile on her face, and her hair was light blonde, almost white.
Her lips were naturally red. Her eyes were naturally blue. And she was dancing for him, slowly swinging her hips and chest around in overtly sexual circles. Felix sank into a sitting position, his arms extended behind him to keep him upright.
He hadn’t noticed it before, but the ground in the large chamber was almost warm, and made of interwoven crystals and rock. Felix only noticed it because all he could think of was stripping off his winter clothes, stripping off all his clothes, and joining the woman, dancing up against her, and letting their bodies mash together.
The woman had drawn even closer to him, standing only a few steps away. She ran a finger along either side of her ice bra, melting more of it away and exposing the most tantalizing curves Felix had ever seen. He pulled his snow pants off and set them beside him, hurrying to unbuckle his belt and jean zipper.
A voice in the back of his head screamed for him to run. He pushed it aside, instead reaching his hands out to the woman as she finally came within reach. She straddled Felix, slowly lowering herself down while licking her lips. The rest of her bra melted away as his hands touched her breasts. They were warm, and tipped with nipples that pointed outward in anticipation.
“What… are you?” whispered Felix. The woman ran a hand over her ice panties, dissolving them into steam. Her pussy was clean shaven, or rather, devoid of any potential for hair. Felix rushed to pull his jeans down and get his cock out. The woman lowered herself down.
She leaned in, letting her lips meet his, and enough pleasure blasted through Felix’s body to make him shiver. He let his hands, still wearing Dani’s ridiculous pink mittens, grab her waist, and pulled her down onto his cock.
He slipped inside her, feeling the lips of her pussy part for his cock easily. It almost felt as though she was sucking him in, her cunt lubricated with something magical, or demonic. Felix tried to think clearly about what was happening, but he couldn’t.
All he could do was kiss the woman, grope at her breasts, and spear up into her. He was under her spell, and the knowledge of it wasn’t enough to save him. He wasn’t sure if he wanted saving, if he wanted anything other than to slam his cock into her, to blow his seed deep into her cunt, to do what came naturally and give her what she clearly needed.
He was rough, but not out of anger. Each thrust sent a burst of pleasure through his body, a tiny pulse that promised more, if only he’d go faster, and fuck her harder. The woman was smiling at him, the expression dripping with smug condescension. It made Felix hate her, but her body made him love her, made him want nothing more than for the moment to continue for as long as it could.
The woman pushed her breasts into Felix’s face. He kissed one nipple, and gently bit the other. She writhed with pleasure and pushed his shoulders back, forcing him down flat on the ground. She bounced her hips up and down, fucking him with passionate need.
Felix rolled, flipping her underneath him
. He kissed her neck and pumped his cock into her, watching the expression on her face shift. She looked amused, as though entertained by his spirited efforts.
She felt hot underneath him, and Felix realized that he felt cold, colder than the room’s ambient temperature. He kept thrusting, dimly aware of the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing off the walls of the room. The woman was deadly silent, as she’d been from the start.
“Why?” whispered Felix. A flash of lucidity came over him, just long enough for him to know that what he was doing would likely end badly for him. He was still thrusting into her, grabbing at her breasts in a horny frenzy. He mustered every ounce of his willpower and forced himself back.
The woman let out a pained cry. She threw herself back toward Felix, walking across the ground on all fours even as he scrambled backward. Felix was in the middle of getting one of the legs of his jeans on when she tackled him, knocking him to the ground.
He winced, and then let out a moan of intense pleasure. The woman had her lips tightly wrapped around his cock, like she intended to hold him there with her mouth alone. It felt ten times more pleasurable than the sex had, as though there was even more magic in her lips than in her cunt.
It felt good enough to make moving into an impossibility. Felix didn’t want to escape anymore, even though he knew that staying would very likely mean his death. The woman turned her head to the side each time she brought her mouth forward, spiraling her lips along his hard shaft.
“Oh man…” moaned Felix. “Oh… wow.”
He set his hand on the back of her head, letting his fingers lace through her impossibly soft blonde hair. She slowed for a moment, letting her lips and mouth suck on just the tip of his cock. Her lips seemed to throb in time with his member, pulsing against it.
Felix gripped her hair tightly and pulled down, sliding her mouth further onto his cock. He kept sliding until all of his shaft was buried into her mouth and throat. The woman didn’t seem to mind, and her eyes flicked up at him with that same amused expression he’d seen before.
Her tongue moved wildly against his cock, rubbing, caressing, acting as an agent of sensuality. She was going to get him off. Felix knew that it was inevitable, and both loved and loathed her for it. He was going to cum, and somehow, he knew that it meant certain death.
He summoned his will and tried to focus. If he could just calm down, let himself relax, he could still escape. She had him by the cock, but if he could somehow make the situation less erotic, and go soft on her, she would have to let him go.
The woman ran her lips up the length of his cock again, and Felix wanted to cry from the pleasure. He tried to focus on safe, nonsexual things, whatever came to mind that would kill his boner. The woman flicked her tongue across the head of his cock and then pulled back, letting it press against her cheek before rubbing her lips along the shaft again.
Felix couldn’t make himself close his eyes. He reached for his camera, in a desperate bid to use his work to take the eroticism out of the moment. He looked through it, lining up the shot as the woman sucked with impossible sensuality. His finger wouldn’t click the button at first, but finally it did.
Unfortunately, it only amplified the sexual overtones of what was happening. The mystery woman of ice, impossibly beautiful, and he was taking photos of her sucking his cock. The woman began to suck faster, as though realizing that his mistake had left her with an opportunity.
“No!” shouted Felix. “I won’t! I… can’t.”
She sucked faster, and faster, as though trying to assure him that it was okay for him to cum, using only her soft sucking mouth. It felt really, really good, in the way that only sexual things in the path of an imminent orgasm can. Felix focused on his breathing, unable to look away from the siren of ice as she licked and kissed his erect, achingly hard cock.
She shifted again, pulling her mouth back and flashing a taunting smile at him. She was winning and she knew it. Felix was seconds away from cumming, almost at the point where he could do it without any stimulation. The woman’s breasts bounced in front of Felix’s face, hypnotizing him even during the absence of her touch on his cock.
The woman brought her tongue to the base of his shaft and slowly licked upward, as though enjoying a fast melting popsicle, and trying to get a complete taste of it. Felix groaned and felt a part of him give up. She put her mouth back over his cock and bounced her lips across it once, twice…
Several things happened at once. Felix let out a defeated shout as his cock began to explode in a glorious, long awaited orgasm. The woman pulled back, the ice reforming around her as though in a rush to cover herself up. And four white wolves landed on the ground around them, each one barring its fangs and snarling.
Winter Spire by Anya Merchant
Forbidden Magic: The Complete Collection Page 64