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Chapter Fifteen: Claimed
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2026-04-23 14:16:56
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Fragments on Ice Chapter Twenty: Watching from the Hallway
“Are you also my son’s friend?”Jax turned sharply at the voice behind him. Dave Noir stood there, eyebrows raised in quiet surprise as recognition settled on his face. “Thorne’s son,” Dave said, the name carrying a mix of politeness and curiosity. “Why are you standing out here? You can come in and check on him. He’ll be awake soon, don’t worry.”Jax forced an awkward smile, adjusting the strap of his hockey bag higher on his shoulder. His heart hammered against his ribs like he’d just finished a suicide drill. The hospital hallway suddenly felt too bright, too narrow, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like they were judging him. Elias was just a few feet away behind that door, lying in a bed with a cast on his arm, because of him. Because of the taunt. Because of the jealousy that had boiled over right before the jump.“No, I… I can’t go in right now,” Jax muttered, eyes darting toward the closed door of Elias’s room. His voice came out rough, almost hoarse. “But I’ll come bac
Fragments on Ice Chapter Nineteen: Injured
The medical team at the rink did what they could, wrapped Elias’s arm, gave him ice and painkillers, but it wasn’t enough. The swelling was bad, the pain sharp and unrelenting. Within twenty minutes they had him on a stretcher and loaded into an ambulance. The siren wailed as they sped toward the hospital.Elias’s screams filled the narrow hospital hallway the moment they rolled him in. Every bump of the gurney sent fresh agony shooting through his left arm. The skin from his wrist to his elbow had already turned a deep, ugly purple from the hard scrape against the ice. His face was pale, sweat beading on his forehead as he clenched his teeth and tried not to cry out again.“Fuck, it hurts!” he gasped, voice cracking.Elara jogged beside the stretcher on one side, her hand gripping his good shoulder. “You’re okay, superstar. We’re here. Just breathe.”Damon was on the other side, face tight with worry, pushing along with the paramedics. “Hang in there, Elias. They’re gonna fix you up.
Fragments on Ice Chapter Eighteen: Hurt
Jax stormed into the rink the next morning like the ice itself owed him money. The fight with his father still burned hot in his chest, every cruel word, every threat still ringing in his ears like a slapshot to the ribs. Selfish. Disgusting. Sickness. He changed in the locker room in heavy silence, jaw locked so tight it ached. When he stepped onto the ice, his teammates felt the storm rolling off him from ten feet away. “Thorne’s in a mood again,” one of them muttered under his breath.Jax didn’t respond. He just slammed pucks harder than necessary, checked his own teammates like they were enemies, and barked orders so loud his voice echoed off the rafters. Every time his eyes drifted toward the figure skating side of the rink, the anger twisted tighter in his gut. Elias was already there, gliding through warm-ups like nothing had happened between them. Like Jax hadn’t pinned him down and fucked him raw in his own bedroom two nights ago.The memory made Jax’s blood boil.During a c
Fragments on Ice Chapter Seventeen: Engaged
Elias was still catching his breath, chest rising and falling rapidly, when his phone started ringing loudly from the floor beside the bed. He was lying half on top of Damon, pants tangled around his ankles, cum still warm and sticky on his stomach and chest. The room smelled strongly of sex and sweat.“Shit,” Elias groaned, reaching down with shaky fingers to grab the phone. Elara’s name flashed on the screen.He answered, trying to sound normal even though his voice was still rough. “Hey, potato.”“Elias, where the hell are you?” Elara’s voice came through sharp and impatient. “We have evening practice in less than an hour and you’re not here. Coach already asked me twice where you disappeared to after the morning session. I covered for you once today, I’m not doing it again.”Elias sat up slowly, wiping the mess on his stomach with his discarded shirt. Damon was still lounging naked beside him, one arm draped lazily over the back of the bed, watching with an amused smirk.“Shit… I
Fragments on Ice Chapter Sixteen: You Take me so Good
The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of Damon’s apartment, casting a soft golden glow over the messy bed. Elias woke up first, his body pleasantly sore in all the right places, ass still aching from the rough fucking against the wall and then on the bed last night. He lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, feeling the heavy warmth of Damon’s arm draped possessively over his waist. Last night had been exactly what he needed. Raw. Uncomplicated. Hot enough to push all the confusing shit with Jax out of his head for a few hours.Damon stirred behind him, his big body shifting closer. His morning wood pressed thick and heavy against Elias’s ass, already half-hard again. Damon hummed low in his throat and rolled his hips slowly, grinding his thick cock between Elias’s cheeks without pushing in yet.“Morning,” Damon mumbled, voice deep and sleep-rough. He pressed a lazy kiss to the back of Elias’s neck, then nipped at the skin there. “You stayed. Good boy.”Elias le
Fragments on Ice Chapter Fifteen: Claimed
Damon’s smirk grew wider, dark and full of hunger. He moved toward Elias fast, slamming him back against the wall with a hard thud. Elias’s back hit the cold surface, and before he could even catch his breath, Damon crashed his lips onto his in a rough, hungry kiss. There was no warning, no softness, just pure need. Damon’s tongue pushed into Elias’s mouth, tasting him deeply, devouring him like he couldn’t get enough.Elias moaned into the kiss, his hands grabbing at Damon’s shoulders. The kiss was wet and aggressive, lips sliding, tongues fighting. Damon’s hands were everywhere — gripping Elias’s waist, pulling their bodies tight together.Then Damon spun him roughly around. Elias’s cheek pressed against the cold wall, his palms flat on the surface to keep balance. Damon yanked Elias’s shorts down hard, the fabric pooling at his ankles.“Pull down your pants,” Damon commanded, voice low and rough.Elias obeyed immediately. He shoved his pants and underwear the rest of the way down,
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