Chapter 174

Frost's pov

I should've pushed him off, I should've told him to stop. But I didn't; instead, my walls clung to every inch of his cock and soaked him with my juices.

He hisses, pushing more into my wetness until I am a moaning mess under him. My nails dig into his back, his muscles tensing as my nails rake down his back.

"Oh, Frost," Zander pants as my pussy walls snuggle him in with every thrust h