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Epilogue 2

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-08-08 03:48:57

Hope was still sniffling a little in the backseat when Sterling pulled away from the school. But her grip on her plushie relaxed as he drove, and by the time they reached the first fast food drive-thru, she’d started humming quietly to herself.

Sterling hit their favorite allergy-friendly drive-thru first, the one with a surprisingly good gluten-free menu and a manager who remembered Hope’s name. He ordered her all her favorites: chicken nuggets, sweet potato fries, and the little apple crisps
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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Restraint

    The guys filled the space with noise and laughter.“Football thinks they own the place,” Drew said, tearing into another wing. “Imagine subbing out every thirty seconds and still flexing about it.”Connor snorted. “They think conditioning is walking from the bus to the field.”Zach leaned back, draping an arm along the top of the booth. “I heard their playbooks are written in crayon.”Leo laughed under his breath, shoulders loosening as the chirping rolled on.Across the bar, Assball slid into a chair with his girl tucked in close beside him. He draped an arm over the back of her seat like it was a claim, not a gesture. She angled herself away just enough to make it noticeable if you were paying attention.Ryder tried not to.Jax didn’t stare. He barely moved at all, just a quiet shift of focus, eyes tracking without effort. If Ryder hadn’t been watching him already, he might’ve missed it.Assball scrolled through his phone and laughed too loud. The girl beside him said something Ryde

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   The Foundry

    The Foundry came up fast, all brick, glowing windows, loud even from the street. Connor’s Jeep was pulling in at the same time, fishtailing slightly as it swung into the lot.Jax slid the Mustang neatly into the space beside it.The second the engine cut, Ryder was out of the car.He bolted like he was late for a game, tension and embarrassment propelling him forward as he slammed the door and grabbed his bag from the back.“Jesus, Hayes,” Drew called as they piled out of the Jeep. “You always stomp like you got a stick handle up your ass or is this a special occasion?”Ryder shoved him hard enough to make a point. “Fuck you.”That, unfortunately, only drew attention.The guys' attention slid past Ryder, locking onto the Mustang.“Damn,” Connor breathed. “That really yours Calloway? I thought Larsson was having a mid-life.”Zach circled it like a shark. “So hot...”Ryder scowled, rolling his eyes so hard he was pretty sure they might get stuck. “It’s just a damn car.”They stared at h

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Kiss?

    By the time Leo and Zach's interview wrapped, Ryder was vibrating with the need to get out of the building.“Okay,” he said, clapping his hands once as the guys regrouped near the lockers. “We’re free. We’re leaving. Now.”Drew snorted. “You sound stressed.”“I'm motivated,” Ryder shot back.They herded toward the exit in a loose pack, bags slung over shoulders, sneakers squeaking. Leo hovered at the edge of it, rethinking, adjusting the strap of his bag like he might bail at any second.“Hey,” Ryder said, falling into step beside him. “You coming?”Leo blinked. “Uh. I might turn in, I—”“You’re coming,” Drew said cheerfully from the other side. “First round’s on Reynolds.”Connor groaned. “I did not agree to that.”Leo hesitated, glancing back toward the rink like he expected to get called out.“Don’t worry,” Ryder said. “We won’t corrupt you. Much.”Before Leo could answer, Beck’s voice cut through the hallway.“Hayes,” he barked. “I already warned you once about the underclassmen.

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   For The Camera

    For half a second longer than necessary, Ryder's arm stayed draped over Jax’s shoulders.Warm.Jax was all breadth and strength under his forearm, muscle dense and unyielding, the kind that felt earned. Ryder hated that his brain clocked it instantly. Hated that his pulse jumped, that his fingers registered the subtle flex beneath his hand like a memory.Don’t.He pulled his arm back fast, like he’d brushed a hot stove, and took a step away. Space. Air. He forced his expression back into something neutral and turned toward his stall before anyone could read more into it.“I'll be quick,” Ryder said, already moving. “Didn’t sound long. I’ll see if he can put you guys next.”A chorus of agreement followed him as he dressed, Drew asking about wings again, Connor reminding him not to bail.“Yeah, yeah,” Ryder said, tugging his shirt over his head. “We’ll still make it.”He finished lacing his shoes and glanced up just in time to spot the new guy, Leo, standing near Max’s stall, half-dress

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Distance

    Ryder woke up and immediately rolled onto his stomach, shoving his face into the pillow like it might smother the memory.It didn’t.He groaned into the fabric.He’d had sex with Jax.Again.Somewhere between last night and now, a crucial part of his brain had clearly fallen out.He lay there, eyes squeezed shut, heart thudding too fast for morning, and the memories came anyway. The desk. The pressure of Jax’s hands pinning him in place. The way every touch had felt right in a way Ryder absolutely did not want to unpack. How he’d tried to hold himself stiff and furious and failed the second Jax moved, his body arching on instinct, giving him away like it was proud of it.God.Heat stirred low and unwelcome, his body reacting before he could stop it. He pressed his forehead harder into the pillow, mortified by himself. It had been humiliating. Being bent over the desk, being told what to do, knowing Jax could feel every response and didn’t let up.And the worst part?It had felt so goo

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   A Masterpiece

    Jax’s jaw ached with restraint. He shouldn’t be here.Wet fingers worked slowly between the curves of Ryder’s ass, slick, pressing deeper with every careful push. He felt Ryder tremble, arms braced on the chair behind Jax, thighs quivering, cock twitching against Jax’s tongue with every breath—and he felt the answering pull in his own body. This was why distance mattered. Ryder Hayes was the one person he was supposed to avoid. One wrong look and the trainers would ask questions he couldn’t survive.He was close. Too close.Jax could taste it. The salt. The tension. The way Ryder’s hips rolled involuntarily, that little desperate thrust he probably didn’t even realize he made. It would have been easier with anyone else. Easier to finish. Easier to walk away.For such a sensitive guy, it had to be torture.Jax thought he’d have broken by now, lost the fight and cum hard, choking on a curse and shame. That was usually how this went. But Ryder was holding on. Barely. And something tig

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Promises and Protection

    The voice hit him like a slap.“Milo?”He hadn’t heard that voice in more than a decade. Flat, clipped, with no warmth to soften it.The man standing by the rink boards was tall and broad through the shoulders, his hair going silver at the temples. But there was no mistaking the former Vultures goa

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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Legacies

    For a moment Milo thought he must have misheard. Caleb, moving to California? The boy’s head was down, skates laced tight, and his eyes already red. Milo’s chest clenched. He didn’t know what to say, what to do.Ethan crouched immediately, his voice gentle. “Hey, bud. Come here.” He reached out, b

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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Scrambled

    Milo hurried down the hallway, phone in hand, bag slung over one shoulder. The hotel’s conference-level restaurant was easy enough to find, he just followed the scent of coffee, bacon, and testosterone.A few of his new teammates were already gathered in a large side room off the main dining area,

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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   First Light

    Ethan was braced above him like some living wall. Half-shadow, half-sculpture, all heat.His dark hair was tousled and sticking up in chaotic tufts, his jaw rough with stubble that shadowed the sharp lines of his face. Sleep had softened him around the eyes, but it hadn’t dulled the power radiating

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