Her unconscious form jolts at the sting of your hand on her ass. You grasp her hips and thrust roughly into her pussy, claiming it as your own for however long she remains out cold. Her moans become incoherent groans as you pound away at her, filling her with your cold, hard length.

Time passes, but neither of you notices; all that matters is the primal urge to mate and conquer.

You groan low in your throat as your cock twitches, spurting hot seed deep into Frost's womb. She moans in response, her body tensing briefly around you before going slack again. Your orgasm subsides and you collapse back against the bed, panting heavily.

A moment later, Frost stirs, coming to with a gasp. Her eyes open slowly, focusing on nothing for a moment before they come into sharp focus on your face.