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SAD DESPERATE WHORE

Author: DUNNIADE
last update publish date: 2026-09-05 23:05:46

JULIAN.

Rowan didn't slam a fist into my face. He didn't tear his hair out... and he sure as fuck didn't look like a guy whose world had just collapsed.

He sat back against the leather headrest, pulled a silver lighter from his hoodie pocket, and let out a low, raspy scoff right into my eyes.

He held the flicker between us, the orange light casting deep, filthy shadows across his face... lighting up the dead, hollow mocking in his eyes.

The sheer, unbothered posture of his body made my stomach
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  • MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL   HANDS OFF CAPTAIN

    JULIANMy teeth chattered against the freezing air of the arena, my feet tapping out a fast, erratic beat against the hard rubber mats while my eyes kept jumping back to the bright blue screen in Rowan’s hand.Shit.I was so fucking hyperaware of the way his pale face went completely dead blue right in front of my eyes, the color draining out of his split lips until he looked like a frozen corpse standing on the edge of the rink.He didn't move. He didn't even fucking breathe.My pulse was hammering like a jackhammer against my ribs, my whole frame thrumming with that dark, toxic high from earlier, the sore ache in my thighs and the throbbing burn at the base of my spine reminding me of every single second I had spent pinned down under Gideon’s heavy weight.I wanted Rowan to see it. I wanted him to smell the heavy cologne clinging to the threads of this stolen Western State hoodie and lose his fucking mind.I stepped straight over the wooden bench, crowding into his personal space un

  • MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL   HE FUCKED ME HARD

    JULIANMy teeth chattered against the cold tile of the bathroom floor, my feet tapping out a fast, erratic beat while my eyes kept jumping back to the clock on the nightstand.Shit…I was so fucking hyperaware of Gideon’s heavy gaze burning straight through my spine from the bed.I was stuck pulling my clothes back on in his suite while he laid there like he fucking owned the air in the room, watching every single sore, shuddering movement I made.My head was an absolute wreck…I hadn't fucked him.I didn't let him cross that final line, no matter how much his fingers had dug into my hips or how heavy his weight had pressed me into the mattress.He was sexy as hell and he knew it, carrying that raw, dangerous edge that made my pulse spike every time he leaned in close.I liked the thrill of it… I liked the slick taste of his mouth and the way his hands made my skin burn, but we hadn't fucked.Rowan didn't need to know that, though.Out of pure, poisonous spite, I was going to let Rowan

  • MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL   OBSESSED WITH HIM

    ROWAN.The glass-shattering crash of my phone exploding against the concrete locker room floor didn't do a single fucking thing to quiet the high, wet whimpers burning straight through my skull.Julian’s desperate gasps were still echoing inside my head... a nauseating loop of pure betrayal that made my stomach heave.I was down on my hands and knees in the cold filth of the skate-sharpening room, my chest expanding like a torn bellows as blood, sweat, and spit dripped off the tip of my nose onto the cement floor.“You’re a complete, unhinged fuck-up, Rowan,” a heavy, disgusted voice barked from the dark doorway.I whipped my head around, my vision swimming in pure, murder-level red as Miller, Miller’s alternate captain, and three senior defensemen stepped over the threshold, their broad shoulders blocking out the dim hallway light.Their faces were locked in absolute, unadulterated venom.“The guy is twenty-one fucking years old!” Miller slammed out, shoving his heavy gloved hands de

  • MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL   FUCK OFF…LITERALLY

    JULIAN.Gideon's heavy, callous-rough palm dug straight into the soft flesh above my hipbone, pinning me flush against the hotel suite door.My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, the adrenaline from the locker room brawl still making my veins burn with pure, copper-tasting poison."You think this is a fucking game, you oversized golden-boy piece of trash?" I spat, twisting my neck around to glare up into his bruised face.Gideon didn't flinch, nor did his grip loosen for a single second.Instead, a slow, lazy smirk spread across his split lips, his golden-brown eyes heavy, dark, and utterly filthy as he looked down at my mouth."It's not a game, sweetheart," Gideon rasped, his voice dropping into a thick, syrupy register that made the hair on my arms stand up."It's an upgrade," he added, his free hand sliding smoothly down the front of my jeans, hooking two fingers into my belt loops, and yanking me backward into his hard chest.Before I could fire off another b

  • MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL   SAVED TO BE RUINED

    JULIAN.The heavy iron door of the skate-sharpening room burst wide open with a deafening metallic crash that rattled every pipe along the ceiling.“What the fuck is going on in here?!” a booming voice roared from the hallway.A wave of broad, padded bodies flooded into the narrow space... heavy gloved hands grabbing shoulders and physically tearing Rowan and Gideon apart by brute force.Rowan was snarling like a rabid, cornered dog, a thick smear of crimson dripping from his swollen lip down his throat... his dark eyes fixed dead on me as two senior defensemen pinned his arms behind his back.“What the fuck is wrong with you, Rowan?!” our linesman screamed, shoving Rowan back against the steel locker racks.“You’re beating up our own fucking rookie and their captain after the game?!” the defensemen yelled, holding him down.Rowan didn't have a single real explanation. He just glared through his dark, bloodshot eyes... his chest heaving under his torn shirt... his jaw clenched so vio

  • MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL   DRIPPING FOR THE RIVAL CAPTAIN

    JULIAN.Rowan stood over me in the tight, oil-stained skate-sharpening room, his chest heaving under his gray compression shirt... his dark eyes bloodshot, feral, and unhinged.His mouth was smeared red with my blood. My ribs were screaming, throbbing in agony from where his knees had pinned me to the concrete seconds before. But right now, his entire focus wasn't on me... it was locked dead on the heavy, calloused hand wrapped tight around my bare waist.“I said remove your fucking hand from my rookie before I murder you in this room!” Rowan shrieked, his voice cracking with a terrifying, blood-curdling pitch that bounced off the steel equipment racks.The giant Western State captain didn't flinch. His grip only tightened, his thick fingers digging straight into my hip bone, locking me against his side like a shield.Before he could drop a response, the heavy iron door slammed wide open... crashing against the concrete wall with a deafening boom that rattled the fluorescent light tub

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