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A Fire He Shouldn't Touch
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Owned on the Ice M/M Romance Epilogue 3
Ethan stretched, still flushed and loose-limbed from the way Milo had woken him. His hair stuck up in half a dozen directions, his grin sleepy and satisfied as he finally reached for the tray on the nightstand.“You made this?” Ethan asked, voice still rough.Milo sat cross-legged beside him, trying not to fidget. “Of course.”Ethan dug in, cutting through a stack of waffles and crispy fried chicken with a satisfied groan. “Holy hell, this is good. You’ve been holding out on me.”Milo ducked his head, cheeks warm. He liked watching Ethan eat, liked that his effort was appreciated, but Ethan turned his attention to the small wrapped box sitting beside the plate.“What’s this?” Ethan asked, wiping his fingers on a napkin before reaching for it.Milo swallowed. “Your present.”Ethan peeled back the wrapping with far more care than Milo had expected, the lid lifting to reveal the sleek watch nestled inside. It wasn’t flashy. Tasteful, classic luxury that would look perfect on Ethan’s wris
Owned on the Ice M/M Romance Epilogue 2
Milo woke before the sun, slipping quietly out of bed with care not to wake Ethan. The house felt still in a way it rarely did. Caleb had gone to visit his mom for the first time last night. It was the right thing, Milo knew that, but the absence lingered in the quiet corners. Both he and Ethan were worried about him, and though Ethan tried to hide it, Milo knew he would have liked to have Caleb here today of all days.Still, the bittersweet timing meant Milo could give Ethan his full attention, and the idea of a proper date later made his chest warm. Ethan had made him feel so welcome in this house, in his life, it was amazing how quickly it had come to feel like home. More than anywhere else he’d ever been.Padding into the kitchen in his socks, Milo set about working quietly. He’d looked up Ethan’s favorite. Waffles, fried chicken, bacon, and plenty of syrup. The sizzle of bacon filled the air, the golden smell of batter cooking in the iron. He worked fast but careful, arranging e
Owned on the Ice M/M Romance Epilogue 1
One week later, Ethan was stuck at yet another red light, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. Every intersection seemed rigged against him, every light red, every driver too slow. Irritation prickled at him. He needed to get home.Milo was sick. Pushed himself too hard for too long, just like Ethan had warned him. That rookie never listened, not when it came to his own limits. And though Ethan should give him a smug I told you so, right now he just wanted Milo to feel better.The team doc had already been by, checked him over, said it was nothing serious. A couple of days of rest and fluids, and Milo would be fine. Still, Ethan hated seeing him that pale, that quiet.He glanced at the paper bags in the passenger seat and double-checked the mental list. Soup. Two kinds, because he wasn’t sure what Milo would stomach. Crackers. Ginger ale. Popsicles. A refill of vitamins. Gatorade for hydration. Enough groceries to feed Caleb too—back from school now and on a mission to bulk up
Owned on the Ice M/M Romance The Final Clash
The roar of the crowd was thunder in Milo’s chest. Every seat was filled, every face painted in team colors. The final game of the play-offs had come down to the Stormriders against the Reapers. One night, sixty minutes of ice, and everything on the line.Milo skated out with his teammates, legs pumping hard, stick tapping the boards as he passed the bench. He could feel Ethan’s presence on the ice, steady and protective behind him, but the tension in his stomach had nothing to do with nerves.This was it. The game they’d bled and sweated for all season.The Reapers were as brutal as ever, heavy on the body checks, leaning on intimidation more than finesse. And at the heart of it was 'Haskins', the enforcer who had injured Ethan weeks ago, leaving him with a shoulder that still ached in the mornings. Milo had never forgotten the sight of Ethan crumpled on the ice, nor the helpless fury that had burned in him since.Tonight, he was going to settle it.The puck dropped and the game tore
Owned on the Ice M/M Romance Eyes Wide Open
Milo’s grin hadn’t faded. It only widened when Ethan’s growl rumbled between them. The sound was low, dangerous, and promising. Foolish rookie. His heart hammered, adrenaline and desire tangling until he thought he might burn alive. He knew he’d stoked the storm, but he wanted it. He wanted to match him.Ethan slammed him back against the tile, mouth hot on his neck. His teeth scraped, tongue soothing the mark before biting down again. A groan ripped out of Milo’s chest as Ethan pawed at his ass with both hands, kneading and squeezing like he could claim him through sheer force. The blunt press of Ethan’s cock ground against his stomach, hard and needy. Milo clawed down his back, pulling him closer, refusing to just take it. He met him, pushed back, demanded more.“Ethan,” Milo gasped, tilting his head to give him more. The wet drag of Ethan’s mouth up his throat nearly undid him.Then Ethan spun them, dragging Milo with him until his hips collided with the counter edge. Milo stumb
Owned on the Ice M/M Romance Foolish Rookie
Milo had only meant to follow Ethan, to ask him to come back to bed, but the door opened on a sight that rooted him in place.Ethan was braced against the sink, head bowed, his fist moving rough and fast along his cock. The muscles in his forearm flexed with every stroke, veins standing out, sweat beading on his temples. His jaw was tight like he was holding himself together by sheer force of will. Milo’s breath caught before he could stop it.For a moment he just stared. Heat rushed up his neck, pooling in his face. Seeing Ethan like this… shaking, desperate, unable to contain himself, sent a shiver through Milo’s whole body. The sight was raw, unguarded, more intoxicating than anything they’d done in bed together.“Ethan…” the word slipped out, half whisper, half plea. His throat burned with it.Ethan’s head snapped up, eyes wide, horror and want colliding. He froze mid-stroke, hand still wrapped around himself like he couldn’t decide whether to cover or keep going.Milo swallowed,
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