Chapter Ten
Arc carries me out of the water and onto the sandy beach, despite my protests that I can walk on my own, thank you very much. The sand has been warmed by the sun and makes a cosy mattress that Arc now lies me on.
"Yer so beautiful," he mutters, looking down at me. I'm the only one on the ground; the men are all standing over me, watching, staring, admiring. It's a bit too much attention.
I stretch out my arms as if to pull the guys down to my level. Frost smiles and kneels at my feed.
"Spread your legs, Princess," he whispers and I do so without thinking. I rest my head on the sand, my breath ragged already in anticipation of what's to come. I'm going to enjoy this, that much is for sure.
Frost's lips graze my thigh, his tongue sliding over my skin ever so softly. It's a t
