Page 90 of Winter's Scorching Kisses
Chapter 20
Nearly five dances in, Adorra realized her mistake. Every time the dances brought them into contact, her skin felt like it was burning with the desire that was coursing through her. Perhaps it was the heat of the room or the wine she’d had at dinner, but she was feeling flushed.
Their hands connected again, and she couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me!” She tossed over at Mathar before escaping the circle of dancers.
Dashing through the great hall, Adorra sought the door that would lead her into the courtyard. When she found it, she desperately threw the door wide and dashed out into the cold air of the mountain night.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the cold air that was quickly wicking away any excess heat coming off her body. When she began to shiver, she opened her eyes and glanced around at the soft flakes of snow that were falling all around her.
As she looked around the courtyard, she found the whole night magical.
“Are you daft woman?” Mathar’s voice lashed out.
Whipping around, she found him scowling at her from the doorway. “I needed some fresh air.” She defended herself. “I’m not daft.”
“Standing out here in the cold with no furs makes you daft.” He ushered her forward. “Come back in before you catch your death.”
“I’m not cold enough to come back in.” She remained firm despite the fact that she was shivering. She didn’t enjoy being ordered around, especially by this man.
Mathar stormed towards her, and she back tracked quickly, but not fast enough. He was on her in a second.
“You’re shivering daft woman.” He rubbed his hands over her arms.
“I’ll be fine.” Adorra brushed him off.
“Like hell.” Mathar ducked down, wrapped his arms around her legs, and swooped her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Mathar!” She pounded his back with her fists. “Put me down you beast!”
“You wanted me to be a barbarian.” He strode into the castle, and she heard the merrymaking in the hall nearby.
A giant wandered into the hall.
“Help me with this brute!” She eyed the giant from her upside down position.
“Sir?” The ice giant looked at them.
“It’s fine.”
The other ice giant nodded and walked back into the hall as Mathar continued to haul her through the castle.
“Put me down!” She slammed a fist into his spine.
He grunted but didn’t release her. Instead, he spanked her ass with a solid open-palmed smack.
Her mouth popped open.
Mathar came up to her door, raised a foot, and pushed it in with a clatter, and after they entered the room, he kicked the door shut.
Striding over to the bed, he threw her down. Mathar undid his pants, his cock springing free, and then he leaned over her. He bit her ear before whispering, “Do you want your barbarian?”
She squirmed under him. “Yes.”
Mathar didn’t wait another second. He grabbed onto her knees, and dragged her over to the edge of the bed, placing her sheath at the height of his cock. He positioned his cock at her entrance and drove home.
“Yes!” Adorra screamed to the ceiling.
Adorra rolled over in the bed, the sheets tangling with her feet and looked over at Mathar, who was wide awake.
