Page 69 of Winter's Scorching Kisses
Before she could react, he grabbed a hold of her hand and whipped her up against the stone wall. Using his body, he pressed her up against the rough stone.
“You tempt me beyond measure, but I won’t stand there and let you hit me.” He growled against the side of her face before nipping the outer edge of her ear.
She gasped and wondered what he might do. Was this going to be the moment he proved himself a brute? Was she finally going to prove to Jasmine that these people were just pretending to be kind?
“Punish me then.” Adorra challenged him.
“Oh, I’ll punish you, and you’ll enjoy it.” He leaned closer and sucked the bottom of her earlobe into his mouth.
Adorra’s knees buckled under her, but Mathar was quick to support her with his hands before she crumpled to the ground in a mass of heated flesh. His hands massaged her mounds of flesh, before making their way to her front. One of his hands slid down between her thighs, and she quickly parted her thighs.
His finger slid through her moist folds and then moved up to her nub. He rubbed it in tight circles, and her mouth popped open on a moan as her eyes slid closed.
“I want to hear you come.” Mathar leaned in towards her ear and continued circling her nub with her own moisture.
Adorra felt the pressure build inside of her until she shattered in a burst of pleasure. Sinking against the wall, she felt his hand abandon her hot center.
The moment she recovered, Adorra shoved him away, disturbed that she’d just let him stroke her off in a corridor, for a second time. She quickly put distance between them.
“What is it with you and doing this to me in a public setting? We could have been caught!” She backed away when he tried to move closer to her.
“I think you mean it was exciting.”
It had been exciting, but also dangerous. “What if someone had stumbled upon us?”
“They would’ve turned around and given us some privacy.” He sounded like this was something that was normal.
“Are you serious?” Adorra’s mouth dropped.
Mathar shrugged. “Sometimes passion overcomes people before they can find an unoccupied room to enjoy each other’s company. No one would blame us for finding passion wherever we could inside the castle.”
Adorra just shook her head and decided it was time for them to switch the subject. “I stopped because I lost my way and wanted to ask you to guide me to Jasmine’s room. Not because I wanted to share pleasure with you.”
“She’s resting.” He folded his arms in front of his chest looking like he was going to refuse her.
“That doesn’t matter. My sister will want to see me whenever she can, even if she is resting.”
He just watched her in stubborn silence.
“If you don’t guide me over there, I will insist this wasn’t my idea.” She pointed around the corridor.
His eyes darkened. “You wouldn’t do something like that.”
“Wouldn’t I?” She questioned him. “It’s not like you know me. I might cry wolf and see who comes to my defense. Jasmine might think you’re a great man, but she won’t believe you over me.” It wasn’t right of her to say it, but she didn’t mean a single word she was speaking. She would never speak such a hurtful untruth. What they shared here had been fantastic for both of them.
He growled at her, but he spun around on a heel and began leading her through the castle. As he led the way, she made sure to take note on where he was leading her so that she could find her sister’s room on her own from now on.
In no time, they made it to another corridor. Mathar moved out of her way and pointed at one of the few doors in the corridor. “That is your sister’s room.”
Adorra brushed past him, eager to speak with her sister and get away from Mathar.
When she reached the door, she knocked loudly on the door’s wooden face, until she heard Jasmine grant her access. She opened the door and then shut it closed in Mathar’s face. There was no need for him to join them. This was something she needed to discuss with her sister alone.
“Adorra!” Jasmine sat up on the bed from where she was laying.
“Don’t get up.” Adorra rushed over to her sister’s side and sat down on the bed. “Is Dryden here?” She glanced around the room.
“No. I think he’s tending to some duties down in the stables.”
