Chapter 170

Frost's pov

The feel of him, the heat, the low grunts brushing against my ear as he moved in and out of me was intoxicating.

I cling to Kieran, my nails biting into his shoulder as he thrusts into me deeper. My back arches, my breasts pressing to his bare chest as I flutter out a moan. "Oh K-

"Frost," Zander moans in my ear, his lips brushing against the shell just as I freeze when I realize that