Page 51 of Winter's Scorching Kisses
Chapter 13
The day passed quickly, even if it was freezing cold out, which only drew out their journey. Adorra couldn’t believe it was getting even colder. The plains had always had milder winters, nothing like what he was bringing her to up here in the mountains.
Mathar placed a second fur over her, and she was thankful for the extra protection against the whipping cold mountain air. When he finally pulled up on the reins, she was beyond thankful! She couldn’t wait to get a fire going and huddle up inside a tent.
“We’ll stay here for the night.” He informed her right before he dismounted.
“Please.” Adorra held out a hand, but he ignored the offered hand. His hands wrapped around her waist and whipped her off the back of the horse. She wasn’t able to throw her hands out fast enough to keep distance between their bodies.
Her chest slammed into his, and as she turned her face up to look up at him, their eyes clashed and a heated second passed between them. Everything they’d shared the previous night rushed back, and she remembered him rubbing his cock against her wet folds.
Heat scolded Adorra’s cheeks as she noticed his eyes roaming over her face and the tops of her breasts that showed in her dress.
The cold was affecting her mind. That had to be why she was feeling so hot and bothered by him.
Raising her hands, she pushed away, one of the furs slipping from her shoulders and landing in the snow.
Mathar backed up a couple of steps looking just as bothered as she felt about the heat that had passed between them. Then he bent down and collected the fur off the snow-covered ground. “Here,” he offered it out to her, “I don’t want you to catch a chill while I get a fire going and the tent set up.”
“Most definitely.” Adorra agreed as she snatched the fur back and began to brush off the flakes of fluff.
He untied supplies off the back of his stallion, while she stood off to the side. Her butt was so sore from all the rushed traveling they were doing. She wanted nothing more than to see her sister as soon as possible, but she also wouldn’t mind a slower pace.
Then again, maybe that wouldn’t be wise. She was already feeling a pull towards Mathar that caused her to feel uncomfortable. She shouldn’t feel an ache between her thighs every time he was near. Not when it was an ice giant at the center of her attention.
Stretching out her legs, Adorra watched as he cleared a space for the tent in the thick layer of snow.
“Let me help.” Adorra strode forward.
“There’s no need.”
“I’m not doing it because I need to but because it will go faster if I help you out.”
His obsidian eyes watched her, and she saw respect flicker through those depths. Good. She wanted him to respect her. She might be a lady of the court, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t help out. He’d recently shown her how to create a fire, and she was eager to put the knowledge to use.
“I’ll get the fire going.” Adorra waited for him to refuse her help.
Instead, he nodded his head and went back to work on setting up the tent.
She felt a small smile spread across her lips. He was allowing her the chance to prove herself as something more in his eyes, and that was all she was asking for.
If she was going to do this and do it in a timely manner, she was going to have to shed the couple of furs she had wrapped around her body. They were only getting in her way, and she couldn’t hold on to them while she also had her hands wrapped around the flint Mathar had gifted her.
Dropping the furs to the ground, she rushed around the snowy area, doing her best to find the driest wood she could, and then went back to his saddle to gather some kindling. Once she had all the materials, she picked a spot near where he was putting up the tent. She dropped her materials on the ground and used a large piece of wood to clear the ground of snow.
Then Adorra bent down and set up the wood and kindling until they stood in the air like a teepee.
Gathering the flint in her trembling hands, she sucked in a deep breath and then struck it. Sparks flew through the air, and the kindling glowed as it caught fire. Bending even lower, she gave the small flickers of fire a helping hand by blowing on them in small long puffs of air. The kindling caught and began licking away at the larger logs eagerly.
Adorra smiled as she leaned away.
But she didn’t celebrate for long because she was freezing! Dashing over to her furs, she wrapped them around her. They’d gotten cold, but she knew they’d warm up once again.
Picking a spot near the fire, she plopped down and watched as the fire continued to grow and put off welcome heat.
It didn’t take long for Mathar to finish up with the tent and take a seat next to her.
“I’m impressed.” He commented, and she felt the smile on her lips grow.
