SIN BETWEEN THE SHEETS
I leave him bound on the throne, panting, my gown barely holding together, the mirror catching my smirk as I slip out, already craving the next night’s sin.
Moonlight shatters on the frozen lake’s surface, casting jagged shadows as I pin Kristoff beneath me, his naked body pressed into the ice, my thighs straddling his hips. His cock fills my pussy, thick and pulsing, each thrust grinding my clit against his pelvis, sending fire through my veins despite the biting cold. My ice-blue cloak is flung aside, shredded, my breasts bare, nipples hard as the frost around us.
The air smells of snow and raw sex, and Anna’s castle looms in the distance, her bedroom light off she’s asleep, oblivious to m
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