Page 248 of Heart of Frost and Scars

“Okay.” I turn back to Monty and clutch the pillow beneath his head. “Let’s fucking go.”

“Attagirl.” He kisses me, his lips claiming mine with a fire that scorches my skin.

His hands mold around my breasts, pinching my nipples ruthlessly, distractingly, as Kody works himself into my already full pussy.

I arch into him, pushing, groaning, needing more.

Fucking hell, the burn. The friction. The glorious pleasure.

Kody continues to push, fitting his thickness alongside Monty’s cock. Sweat drips. Chests heave. None of us move.

“Are you in?” I meet his black eyes over my shoulder and give a full-body tremble.

“You fucking serious?” He looks down at where we’re joined.

“I kind of lost count after the first six inches.”

“Woman.” He puts his lethal lips at my ear. “You’re so full of cock. How are you still breathing?”

My laugh is cut off when they start to move.

Oh, my poor pussy.

The first few thrusts are unbearable, but as they catch a rhythm, my inner walls relax and adjust around their invasion.

“How are you doing?” Monty caresses his hands down my body, his fingers brushing over inflamed skin.

“Is this real?” I melt into him, shaking with the need to come.

He answers me with his lips. My hands sink into his hair as he kisses and fucks me, his pace perfectly in sync with Kody’s.

The bed dips beside us, snapping my head toward Leo.

Inching closer on his knees, he fists his erection and angles it toward my mouth.

“You’re so beautiful.” He spits on his fingers and presses them into the cleft of my ass, directly against my back hole. “Show me what you look like with all your openings filled.”

I part my lips and swallow his cock.

Groaning, he pushes those wet fingers into my ass, his touch skilled and knowing. I cry out around his dick, my body arching into his hand, desperate for release.

Monty must have one helluva view, watching my throat work and tits jiggle as I take two cocks and suck on a third.

Evidently, he likes it because his hands clamp down on my hips, holding me in place as he fucks into his release.

With a broken shout, he throws his head back and comes with a wild, brutal shake of his body.

“Frankie!” He continues to thrust, spilling his seed all over Kody and me. “Fucking God. So fucking good.”

Leo slips from my mouth and sits back on his heels, smirking. “The old man’s still got it.”

“I can out fuck you any day of the week.” Monty flops an arm over his forehead, his gaze boring into mine. “She needs to come, and I don’t want to pull out.”

“You need to recover.” Kody leans back, slowly stroking in and out of me. “We’ll get her there.”

“All right.” Monty slaps him on the ass. “Flip over.”

Kody wraps his arms around me and nuzzles my neck. “Ready?”

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