Heart of Frost and Scars (Frozen Fate #3) Read Online Pam Godwin

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Suspense, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: Frozen Fate Series by Pam Godwin
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Total pages in book: 192
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
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“I’m trying really fucking hard here not to blow my load.” I cup her breasts and bury my teeth in her neck, clamping down.

“Don’t you dare.” Monty pauses, clenching his legs around mine. “Leo, let’s go.”

“Holy shit.” Frankie gasps. “You guys are really doing this?”

Leo stands on the bed, stroking his dick a mile a minute. I’m surprised he hasn’t come again.

He steps over us, climbing on between Monty and Frankie. Gripping the backs of her calves, he guides her feet toward her shoulders.

I wrap my hands around her ankles, holding her in the bent position.

“You okay?” Leo ducks his head, kissing her deeply.

When he leans back, she nods rapidly, eagerly.

Crouched over her with his ass pressed against Monty’s abdomen, he angles himself at the opening of her cunt.

Then he impales her in one swift stroke, joining the four of us together.

Our groans echo through the room, a resounding chorus of shared pleasure.

Frankie and I face Leo and Monty. Three cocks. Two holes. She’s officially stuffed.

“Look at you, taking everything we give you.” I lick her neck, savoring the ravenous sounds of her breath. “You’re so good for us. So beautiful. So fucking perfect.”

“Every inch of you.” Leo gives a small thrust, telling us to move. “Do you feel how hard we are? How much we want you?”

“Yeah. Yep.” She gasps through a laugh. “Definitely feeling it.”

We descend on her, rutting and huffing like a pack of wolves in mating season.

We fuck into her together, the three of us, filling her with our love, surrounding her with our devotion, until there’s nothing left but the sound of our hearts slamming in unison and our breaths setting fire to the night.

She arches into us, her hand tangling in Leo’s hair as she pulls him down for a kiss. Her other hand laces with Monty’s, holding him close as he drives into her ass, setting the rhythm for us.

I watch them, my chest tight and my dick in heaven, getting the ride of my life.

We lose ourselves in one another, our gazes catching and clinging, our hands roaming, and our expressions twisted in ecstasy.

When we come, we fall together in a careening head-on collision. Shuddering, roaring, jerking, releasing, we explode in a mess of sticky, warm fluid, and it’s fucking beautiful.

The sounds we make, the smiles we share, the blissful looks we exchange—this is us. Filthy, happy, and free.

When it’s over, we lie together on the bed, our bodies entwined and sated. Frankie rests between us, her head on Monty’s chest, her hand in my hair with my head on her stomach, and her legs hooked around Leo’s.

“Ready to go again?” Leo bites her shoulder.

“Gonna need a minute,” she slurs, halfway to sleep.

The warmth of her love, their love, surrounds me, filling me with an inner peace I’ve never known.

Her left hand drapes over Monty’s hip, the ring glittering in the beam of moonlight. The three of us designed it together, and it couldn’t be more perfect.

My thumb strokes the band on my finger. I’ll never stop touching it.

We’re married. Not in the legal sense. But in the only ways that matter.

In our hearts, where love is law.

In the hills, where we defeated the shivers and shadows.

In the bond we share, unbreakable and eternal.

In the promises we made, now and forever.

71

Monty



We stand at the entrance to Disney World, the iconic Cinderella Castle rising in the distance, its turrets gleaming in the warm sunlight.

The place is a vibrant explosion of colors and sounds—families with excited children, lively music from hidden speakers, and the unmistakable scent of sweet treats in the air.

It’s a place where magic happens, where joy is a living, breathing thing.

But nothing in this magical world compares to the look on Wolf’s face right now.

His blue eyes stare in awe, his dark, rebellious demeanor gone, replaced by gobsmacked wonderment.

Black hair falls in messy waves around his face. He wears a black hoodie with Mickey Mouse ears embroidered on the front, paired with ripped jeans and red Converse. A faint smudge of black eyeliner darkens his eyes, a nod to his emo vibe.

I find myself smiling, caught up in his ridiculousness.

Frankie stands beside me, her hand warm in mine. We’ve both been here before, but never together, never like this.

This, standing here with our family. This is different. This is everything.

Leo and Kody flank us, their anticipation quieter but no less stunning. They’ve never been to Florida, let alone a theme park.

“What fresh hell is this?” Kody mumbles beside me, but I hear the smile in his voice.

“What’s the plan, Wolf?” Leo rubs his neck, his gaze darting everywhere.

“We have to start with Space Mountain.” Wolf studies his map with an enthusiasm he can’t contain. “Then the Haunted Mansion, Pirates of the Caribbean, and The Tower of Terror. I want to see all the princesses. I’m doing them all. Probably at the same time. And the parade later. Followed by more princess banging and—”


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