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Game Face

Auteur: E L Simon
last update Date de publication: 2025-08-21 06:32:21

The bus ride to the arena was quieter than Milo expected.

Not from the team. The usual voices were loud enough. Logan ribbing a rookie, a few guys chirping about the last road game but inside Milo’s head, the noise was deafening.

Sterling Belmont’s words echoed in every turn of the wheels.

"Don’t push yourself at the game tonight. No reason to risk your team’s... jealousy again."

He gripped the strap of his gear bag tighter. He hadn’t told anyone, not that he could. Not that he dared. But that
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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Protective Instincts

    Monday morning, meant Ryder had officially survived another week. Not gracefully. Not quietly. But he was one step closer to star center again.He hadn’t relaxed the way he’d planned over the weekend. Between the gym chaos, the team inhaling forty pizzas, and the mental freefall that happened every time Jax Calloway breathed in his direction, Ryder felt like he’d lived a month in forty‑eight hours.But his body… was finally adjusting.Conditioning that morning? He killed it.He even got to the rink early, legs burning in that addicting, good kind of way. The pain was starting to dull into something he could push through without making a face.Then he made it to all of his classes early.Which would’ve been impressive, if he hadn’t spent most of them staring at the back of Calloway’s head.That stupid dark hair. Those stupid broad shoulders taking up half the row. The way he sat perfectly straight, like he’d been carved from concentration and arrogance.Ryder’s pencil hovered uselessly

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Losing Focus

    The next morning, half the Wolf Den, and a handful of extra teammates, swarmed the campus gym after a loud night of pizza and beer. It was loud, chaotic, and smelled like sweat, rubber flooring, and too much cheap body spray.Connor and Drew were on the treadmills, racing each other like idiots. Max was perched on a bench press machine he wasn’t even using, playing a game on his phone. Beck was supervising from the stretching mats, pretending he wasn't hungover.Ryder was doing his best to act normal.Which meant doing his best to ignore Jax Calloway.He planted himself by the free weights, pretending he wasn’t dying inside every time he so much as touched a dumbbell. His whole body protested, mostly from actual training, partly from… other activities.But ignoring Calloway was impossible.Because Jax had decided to stretch.And stretch.And stretch.He’d been doing it for fifteen fucking minutes.Jax knelt on one of the mats, hands braced behind him as he eased into a deep quad stret

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   The Drive Back

    Jax drove with one hand loose on the wheel.The car still had that fresh‑off‑the‑lot shine, sleek, sharp, powerful, but it felt hollow. Maybe it was him. Maybe it was everything else. Whatever the reason, the car didn’t give him the rush he’d hoped for; it was just another machine eating up an empty stretch of road.The late‑afternoon sun hung low, pouring warm orange light across the dash, flashing over his knuckles every time the car glided past a break in the trees. He wasn’t speeding, but he wasn’t taking his time either, his mind restless.Lila’s voice spilled through the speakers, bright and edged with concern. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”Jax didn’t sigh, but it tugged at him. “It’s fine.”“Jax…” she pressed. “Look, Ry’s not an actual stalker, so there's no way he'll figure this out, but he’s suspicious. And stubborn. And loud. And he doesn’t let go of things once he grabs onto them.”Jax snorted.Yeah. He knew.He'd seen it in the way Ryder had followed him down the hal

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   The Hunt

    The campus gym smelled like rubber flooring, old sweat, and a handful of guys pretending they weren’t hungover. Ryder pushed through the double doors like he owned the place. Chest out, jaw tight, every part of him screaming in protest.He ignored that.He ignored everything.Especially the aches lower in his body that had absolutely nothing to do with hockey.Leo trailed behind him, wary but mostly unfazed.Ryder slapped his ID at the check-in desk. The student worker barely glanced up before waving him through.He turned immediately, eyes scanning the place. Treadmills. Free weights. Squat racks.No Calloway.He scowled. Had the bastard already come and gone? There was no way. It took weeks, sometimes months, to get card access as a transfer, and Jax’s name hadn’t been on the sign-in logs Leo filled in.So where the fuck was he?"You good?" Leo asked quietly."Peachy," Ryder muttered.He marched straight to the row of free weights, grabbed a dumbbell that was far too heavy for the c

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Outrunning the Memories

    Ryder woke up in his own bed with a much smaller headache than he'd hoped for.A pounding, brutal hangover would’ve been convenient right now. Something he could blame it all on. Hell, maybe he could claim he’d been drunk all week. But the dull throb behind his eyes wasn’t nearly enough. He blinked at the ceiling, as the memories of last night hit. Hard.The face Jax made when Brooke yanked him down beside her. That quick, sharp widening of his eyes, shock and discomfort, before he erased it completely. That look stuck under Ryder’s skin like a splinter.Then the rest of the night flashed behind his eyes with brutal clarity.Jax’s fingers in Ryder’s hair, tight and commanding. Ryder’s knees hitting the floor, the hardwood beneath him. And then Jax’s cock against his lips. The heat of it, the weight of it, the way Jax’s breath broke when Ryder took him deeper, thighs tense on either side of Ryder’s shoulders like he was losing control. Ryder’s hands had trembled, trying not to think, n

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Taken and Dismissed

    Jax didn’t waste a second.He reached into his back pocket, tearing a foil packet open with his teeth like he’d been waiting to use it. Ryder’s breath stuttered as he watched Jax roll the condom down over himself, the thick length of him disappearing under smooth latex.Then Jax slicked himself with lube, stroking once, slow and deliberate, his jaw tightening like he was fighting to keep control.Ryder’s legs were already lifted, draped over one of Jax’s shoulders. His sweatpants and boxers still tangled around his ankles, shoes still on, exposed in a way he’d never imagined he would be.Jax lined himself up.Ryder felt the blunt heat of him press right against his entrance. Hot, solid, undeniable.His lungs faltered.Jax’s grip on his thigh tightened.And then he pushed in.The stretch hit Ryder all at once. Sharp, shocking, burning in a way that stole the air from his lungs. His fingers clawed at the floor, his head tipping back as a broken sound scraped out of his throat.Jax didn’

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Epilogue 2

    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-thr

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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Office Distraction

    The facility was silent by the time Noah padded up the hall, gym bag slung over his shoulder and a water bottle half-empty in his grip. Most of the team had already cleared out post-practice. The lights were dimmed to half-power, and the low hum of the building settling back into quiet was oddly so

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   The Smallest Teammate

    Noah Rivers was no longer a rookie.The new season had begun, and the air in the Stormriders' locker room practically crackled with energy. After last year’s meteoric rise, smashing the playoffs, and taking home the cup, Noah wasn’t just another name on the roster anymore. He was a headline. A fan

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   The War Room

    Sterling’s office at home was quiet, save for the rhythmic clicking of keys and the occasional soft buzz of incoming notifications.It wasn’t his usual sleek boardroom with skyline views. This one was quieter. Sharper. The kind of room designed for war, not meetings.Three screens were open on his

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22
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