I woke between the warriors. A heavy pelt covered my body. I slung it off. I was hot, too hot, with sweat trickling down my back.
At my side Vik muttered something. He rolled and his arm flopped around me. Another mumble, and he pulled me close.
I wriggled around in his arms. His eyes were shut, dark lashes fanned over his tattooed cheeks. His nose was crooked at the top. His mouth, perfectly formed. I craned my neck and touched my lips to his.
His eyes opened.
“Thorsteinn,” he growled. “Wake.”
“What?” Thorsteinn grunted.
“Sorrel. She’s in heat.”
I arched my body, tugging at my jerkin. The leather was too heavy, too rough for my body. I writhed, trying to get free.
“Easy, easy,” Thorsteinn murmured at my back.
“I have to… I need…” I was almost crying, tearing at my collar. Vik ros
