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Chapter 13
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2026-06-01 17:34:44
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PUCKED ON ICE Chapter 13
DMITRY POVMy fingers latch on to his shoulder, and I attempt to push him down. "My dick, not my throat, Beckett. It's time to put your money where your mouth is."His nostrils flare slightly in challenge as two rows of white teeth come out in a hellish grin. Then he drops to his knees on the tile floor and leans forward, not a flinch or pause in sight as his tongue flicks out against the blunt head of my cock, giving him his first taste of me.But instead of easing into it, he goes all Caspian on me and dives in without a second thought of what he's doing or the repercussions of his actions. And for once, I'm not at all upset about it."Holy shit," I groan, counting backward from ten to keep my shit together. It works, but only just, because he's using the perfect amount of pressure and technique to have me primed and ready to explode in less than a minute flat.Which begs the question, has he done this before?For whatever reason, the thought doesn't sit right with me.I'm not able
PUCKED ON ICE CHAPTER 12
DMITRY POV"What're you do—"The sudden shove he gives me after the door falls closed behind us sends me stumbling backward blindly. My heart damn near leaps out of my chest while I try to stabilize myself in the dark, nameless room. Which becomes infinitely harder to do when the light is flicked on, blinding me altogether while I grab on to the edge of something.A sink.Bathroom. We're in the fucking bathroom.Fantastic."What the hell, Beckett?" I snap, blinking to help my eyes adjust. When I look over toward the door, I'm even more irritated to find him leaning against it with a smug smile on his face. He says nothing, just keeps on fucking grinning. Like he's enjoying this.But that can't be right, because Caspian doesn't enjoy anything unless it involves a fist fight, puck bunnies, or his stupid fucking motorcycle.None of those things are involved while he's locked in a bathroom with me.Unless...This isn't about to turn into a bathroom brawl, is it?His brow quirks slightly, h
PUCKED ON ICE I'll Believe It When I See It
DMITRY POV"Shouldn't you be at home, golden boy?" Caspian said lips curved up in a smirk ,I could tell he was rage baiting me.I don't take the bait on the golden boy thing. Not tonight. "Babysitting duty," I mutter, nodding toward the dance floor where Rafael and Enzo have become completely indistinguishable from each other. "Roommate needed to get his dick wet."For the first time since he planted himself next to me, I feel Caspian's eyes move to my face. Reading me. That particular focused attention he has that I've never been able to decide if I find more annoying or unsettling."What?" I say, turning to meet his gaze."Nothing." He looks back at the crowd. "Just you. Judging the people you call your friends.""I'm not judging him.""Sure you aren't.""I'm not," I say, and it's mostly true. I'm not judging Rafael for wanting to hook up. I'm judging his selection. There's a difference.Caspian's expression makes it clear he finds this distinction unconvincing."Save the bullshit,"
PUCKED ON ICE The Losers' Party
DMITRY POVWhy I'm at a frat party after the ass-kicking we just received on the ice — for the fifth time this season is genuinely beyond me.I sure as hell don't want to be here. Not after the way I played like absolute garbage tonight, and definitely not when we have another game tomorrow where we can hopefully get our heads out of our collective asses long enough to bring home the first win of the season. But the thing about being best friends with a guy like Rafael is that he is always down to party even on a Thursday night, apparently and will rarely, if ever, take no for an answer when he wants company for the ride.Tonight is the perfect example.Instead of letting me go home and collapse face-first into my bed like a reasonable human being, he dragged me out here. To let loose and have some fun, he said, like that was a perfectly acceptable reason to destroy my pre-game routine the night before we play Lakewood Heights.He's not the one with a game tomorrow, though.Not that
PUCKED ON ICE HIS LUCKY PUCK
DMITRY POV The hallway stays empty for a long time after he leaves.I don't move. Don't follow. Don't do a single thing except stand there with my back against the cold concrete wall and listen to the sound of the exit doors swinging shut behind him, the metal clang of it echoing down the corridor like a period at the end of a sentence neither of us finished.*I'm leaving. Don't follow me.*So I didn't.And I hate that I'm still thinking about it ,the fact that I listened, the fact that for once in four years of going to war with Caspian Beckett over every small and stupid thing, I actually just… let him go. No parting shot. No last word. Nothing.I push off the wall eventually, because standing here like an idiot isn't going to accomplish anything, and head for the parking lot. The cold hits me the second I step outside that particular Chicago bite that doesn't ask permission, just gets straight to the point. I pull my jacket tighter and keep walking.The drive home is automatic. L
PUCKED ON ICE Still Guilty
CASPIAN POVThe booming voice of my father catches me just as I'm about to round the corner toward the player exit first game back from my suspension, bag over my shoulder, ready to disappear into the night and never think about this evening again.My *undeserved* suspension. Because in a shocking turn of events that absolutely no one should be surprised by the second test came back negative. Because I don't use drugs. Of any kind.Like. I. Said.Not that it changes much. Coach pulled me aside before warm-ups to let me know that random testing for the remainder of the season is basically a guarantee now. Something about the Cyclone Kings maintaining a clean program, the league watching, optics, whatever. I get it. I do. Doesn't make the whole thing sting any less.My name rings out again that particular tone my father uses that isn't really a request.*Fucking hell.* Not now. Please, not now.I already played like absolute garbage tonight. The last thing I need is to cap it off wi
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