<h4>Chapter 116: A Warm Winter (1)</h4>


    <strong>“M-Lord... I prepared a bath. What should I do?”</strong>


    Max was feeling extremely embarrassed as the maid’s young voice ran into her ear.


    She wasn’t listening outside that door, was she?


    Leaving her on the verge of death with shame, he calmly pulled his pants up and opened the door.


    Max hid behind the bed quickly and covered herself with a nket, not daring to even peek. The maids filled the bathtub with hot water after a while, arranged to change towels and clothing, and then went outside.


    After checking that they had disappeared, Max sneaked her head out. She caught Riftan taking off the rest of his armor, clothes and step in the bathtub next to the firece.


    <strong>“Maxi...e here.”</strong> He reached out a hand to her.


    Max stared at his ck hair, water dripping down. Putting his arm on the bathtub, Riftan grinned as if he was tempting a timid cat.


    He said in a husky voice, <strong>“I’m so tired that I can’t even lift a hand. Please wash me”.</strong>


    <strong>“Li-lies...” </strong>She shook her head, not believing the man one bit.


    <strong>“I’ve been sleeping in the mountains for ten days. My whole body aches and my toes are numb. Help me, please.”</strong> He grumbled about his struggles.


    Max crawled out of bed and approached him, although it seemed clear that he was bluffing.


    Riftan easily pulled her down by the arm, pressed his lips on her palm, and rubbed her cheek, not missing a second.


    <strong>“Take off your clothes ande in here.”</strong> he gently ordered. Riftan urged with a voice containing impatience as the heartbeat pumped again. <strong>“I’m still short of you. Hurry up.” </strong>


    Max looked at him with trembling eyes. How dare she disobey those words?


    Max began to undress slowly. She undid the dress’s strap, put it on the floor, pulled the undergarments down, took the stockings off, and hung it on the chair.


    Riftan stared at the figure with burning ck orbs, not missing a single movement. She finally took off the tattered and carefully entered the bathtub. He got close, grabbed her waist and buried his lips in the swollen right dune. Max instinctively grabbed his wet, shiny hair and gasped.


    In the stomach, fire shot up again as fiery lips wriggled sensibly on the skin. He sat her carefully on hisp, and, n!pped gently at her corbone.


    Max and sped his face. When a near-painful pleasure scratched down the spine painfully, she could not tell if she wanted to pull it off or pull it closer.


    <strong>“You want me too, right?”</strong> He whispered, holding her


    Max said nothing, only her face turned red. That was enough for an answer. Riftan’s eyes are content and full of desires... aroused by intense emotions that cannot be described in words. He swallowed her lips, spread her legs, and came in again with her legs apart. She was helplessly dissolved in the arms of an insatiable man.


    Riftan did not allow for even a moment of respite,trying to relieve all her desires. He kissed her from head to toe, bit her softly, tasted her; his lips were within reach of every inch of her body. He pulled himself in after so much burning, and he owned her until she was in trouble.


    Max couldn’t keep her head up to the endless When he finally cleared all his passions and hung himself on the bed, she felt like she wanted to thank heaven.


    <strong>“Ri-Riftan, are you n-not... t-tired?”</strong> Max was exhausted and lying on his chest.


    His fingers gently stroked her back and his face was satisfied. He said with a tired sigh, <strong>“Maxi, if you make a feast in front of a man who has been starved for days and days... what do you think will happen?”.</strong>


    Max looked up at him with dim eyes.


    He wiped her lips over her shoulder. <strong>“I was about to faint from fatigue, but now I’m wide awake.” </strong>He nibbled at her shoulders and neck as if he wanted to eat her.


    Max shrugged her head and red at him with a frown. <strong>“I a-am not a m-meal...”</strong>


    <strong>“Looks so appetizing.” </strong>He rubbed his lips over her shoulders and stroked the sensitive part of her neck.


    With a true fright, Max swooped into the quilt.Riftan chuckled and wrapped her closely in it, seeing the burrowing figure.When a peal of heart-rendingughter hit her ears, a thrilling shudder shook her body. She rubbed her head against his chest in a burst of happiness. It felt like a blessing in and of itself to her, being able to share such a close and affectionate moment with someone.


    <strong>“Since I’ve cleaned up the mountain area while I was out, I won’t be emptying thend any more until the winter is over.” </strong>Riftan murmured tiredly, stroking her head with his big hand.


    <strong>“Let’s take it easy for a while. When it gets a little warm, you can go horseback riding again... You could go see the westke. It’s pretty good even in winter.”</strong>