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Uninvited

Author: E L Simon
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-21 06:54:38

The Stormriders won by a landslide.

When the final horn blew, the scoreboard flashed a six-goal lead, and the crowd in Dallas erupted. The Crestwick bench cleared in a wave of sticks and gloves, players spilling onto the ice with wide grins and open arms. Helmets were tossed. Fists pumped. Ash let out a whistle so loud it echoed through the rafters.

Milo had barely made it to the center of the ice before Becker grabbed him around the shoulders and pulled him into the group. Mac clapped him hard on the back, nearly knocking him over, and Noah shoved a Stormriders flag into his hands just before flashing cameras started to pop.

They wanted him in the center. With the rookies. With the ones who had changed the game.

Milo couldn’t stop grinning.

Ash ruffled his hair like a proud older brother. Becker shouted something about buying the first round tonight. Even Voro gave him a rare smile behind his mask. Jess was shouting instructions to someone with a camera, motioning for Milo to turn so
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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Unexpected

    Ethan jerked back first, head whipping toward the sound. Milo’s heart thudded as he scrambled off the counter, straightening his shirt and running a hand through his hair. He thought Ethan lived alone. Maybe he had a roommate?Then a young, impatient voice rang out. “Dad!?”Milo froze.Ethan’s jaw tightened, tension etched across his face as he ran a hand through his dark hair. More banging noises came from the entrance.“Help yourself to a beer in the fridge,” Ethan said quickly, voice low. “Or anything else. I’ll… be right back.”“Dad!” the voice called again.Ethan stalked out of the kitchen.Milo lingered near the door, curiosity gnawing at him. He peeked discreetly around the corner and saw Ethan facing a boy who looked like a smaller version of him, maybe nine or ten, scuffed sneakers and a defiant slouch.“Caleb,” Ethan said, his voice firm, “we don’t slam doors and kick our shoes at the wall.”Caleb kicked at the baseboard anyway, his mouth twisting into a petulant scowl. “Why

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Peace and Quiet

    Ethan stepped out of the Range Rover with a grin that was all easy confidence in front of Jess. Broad-shouldered and effortlessly imposing. His dark hair was slightly mussed from the long journey, his sharp jaw catching the glow of the streetlight, he looked every bit the protective enforcer.He rounded the car to Milo’s side, ruffling his hair lightly. “C’mon, rookie. Let’s get you somewhere safe and dry for the night.”Milo flushed but played along, slinging his bag over his shoulder as Ethan opened the door for him.“Thanks for grabbing him, Ethan,” Jess said. “Last thing we need is him being mobbed in a hotel lobby.”“Yeah. I’ve got him.” Ethan said, flashing her a casual smile. “He’ll be fine.”The words looked completely innocent to Jess, but heat curled low in Milo’s stomach as he slid into the passenger seat. Ethan shut the door, circled back, and climbed in behind the wheel.The moment the car doors closed and Jess’s car was in the rearview, Ethan’s hand slid to Milo’s thigh,

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   A Brief Respite

    The day blurred into the hum of travel.The Stormriders were on the move again, but there was no game looming that night. The bus ride felt different. Lighter. Quieter. Guys leaned back in their seats, earbuds in or dozing off, their bodies finally catching a break after the brutal stretch of games and the adrenaline crash of the Vultures matchup.Milo watched the landscape slide by through the window, his phone idle in his lap. There was a strange comfort in the monotony, in the shared exhaustion of the team.Their route happened to take them through Crestwick late in the evening.For the other guys, tonight meant a few precious hours to sleep in their own beds before the next road push. Not a day off, exactly, just a rare evening of familiarity and silence.For Milo, it meant something else.He’d be seeing the hotel room the team had arranged for him, his temporary landing spot while he figured out his relocation. He wasn’t going home. He didn’t have one in this city yet. But the th

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Rookie Privelages

    Milo’s pulse still thrummed in his ears as he straddled Ethan, determined to ride him until neither of them could move. He reached down, trying to line Ethan’s cock up beneath him, but a strong hand caught his wrist.Ethan’s brow furrowed, his voice rough. “What do you mean, not satisfied?”“I can keep going,” Milo said, breathless, shifting his hips in search of him. “As many rounds as you want. Four? Would that be enough? I can keep up.”Ethan blinked at him, incredulous. “Four? Milo… what the hell makes you think I want to go four times?”Milo hesitated, then blurted out, “Because… I was watching. With Avery. Maybe it was more—I fell asleep.”The words hung in the air for a beat before he realized his mistake.Ethan’s hand stilled on his hip. His eyes darkened, and he tilted his head. “You were watching the whole time?”Milo faltered, heat blooming across his cheeks, but then he lifted his chin and said boldly, “Yes. I was. I was watching through the bathroom door.”For a moment, E

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Possession

    Milo’s voice was low and certain as he looked up at Ethan. “I want to taste you properly,” he said. “I didn’t get to do it for very long last time… and I’ve never done this with anyone else.”Ethan’s vision blurred for a moment.Milo’s reckless words rattled him like an earthquake.No one had ever made it feel like a confession and a command all at once. Ethan’s grip in Milo’s hair tightened, his jaw slack with shock and hunger as he stared down at him.“Christ, Milo…” The words tore out of him, half-groan, half-prayer.The sight of him wrecked and eager on his knees, lips wet, eyes bright with mischief and want, broke something in Ethan. He had always been the one in control, the one dictating the pace, but now all he could do was feel. Submit. Let Milo take what he wanted.“God, you’re gonna kill me,” Ethan rasped, hips stuttering as Milo’s mouth moved in a rhythm that made stars burst behind his eyelids.Milo hummed low in his throat, like he was pleased with himself, like he knew

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Tasting

    The room seemed smaller, air heavier, filled with the thrum of anticipation and the faint scent of Ethan’s skin. Milo's lips brushed Ethan’s first. Light. Testing. And when Ethan groaned and pulled him in, it was like sparking a fuse. Tongues met, mouths opening greedily, and every brush of contact sent shivers racing through Milo’s body.His hands didn’t stop moving.They slid under Ethan’s hoodie, palms skimming across the planes of his back, up his spine, down his sides. Every touch was a question, an invitation, a quiet kind of hunger that was finally done pretending to be patient.Ethan kissed him like he’d drown without it, like Milo was oxygen and salvation and a fire he didn’t mind being burned by.Their mouths met again, steamier now, deeper still. Milo tugged Ethan closer, their bodies locked in a rhythm that pulsed with anticipation.“Still have that plug?” Milo murmured against Ethan’s lips, breath hot.Ethan’s hands gripped his hips. “Yeah.”Without breaking their kiss, E

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