All Chapters of Owned on the Ice M/M Romance: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

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Banishment

The waitress refilled their mugs twice, each time giving them a long look like she was trying to find a reason to kick them out. Now, the place was nearly empty, just the hum of the fridge, the soft clatter of plates from the kitchen, and the flicker of the neon sign outside. Lukas leaned back in the booth, arms stretched across the seat. “I’ll talk to Ell,” he said finally. “Make sure you see Theo as much as possible. You’ll be begging to give him back.” Mac let out a low laugh, still a little rough around the edges. “Thanks, but you don’t have to. I’ll take care of it. I’ll prove I want to be involved.” He rubbed a hand over his face. “Never thought I’d resent making it to the playoffs.” “At least you’re in it, man,” Lukas said, pushing his mug in small circles over a coffee ring on the table. Mac gave a humorless chuckle. “Yeah. But I talked to Jess already. She said I’ve gotta play the next few games, then I can take some time off when you come back.” Lukas blinked. “You’re

Sparks in Exam Room Three

Aiden’s clinic sat on the corner of a quiet street lined with glass storefronts and manicured trees. Modern, polished, and expensive in a subtle way that whispered money. Lukas leaned back in his seat as Aiden parked the car, scanning the pristine building with a low whistle.“Behave yourself,” Aiden said, his tone somewhere between warning and promise. “If you do, there’s a reward waiting for you later.”Lukas grinned. “You say that like I’ve ever been bad.”Aiden’s eyes flicked sideways, the smallest smirk tugging at his lips. “You’ll be good?”“Scout’s honor, doc.”They stepped inside, and Lukas whistled again, louder this time. “Holy shit.”The lobby looked more like a luxury spa than a medical facility. Soft cream walls, sleek gold fixtures, glass dividers that caught the light like crystal. A faint scent of eucalyptus hung in the air, and the low hum of ambient music filled the space. Even the magazines on the coffee table were neatly arranged by color.“Thought that place you d

Back on the Ice

Aiden ran through the motions of the exam with his usual focus. Lukas could tell when he was in full doctor mode. Eyes sharp, voice steady, every movement deliberate. He checked the range of motion in Lukas’s shoulder, tested for tenderness, asked him to lift and rotate, to resist gentle pressure. Each motion stretched the joint just enough to make Lukas’s pulse tick up, but it didn’t hurt the way it used to.“Any pain?” Aiden asked.“Just the kind where I’ve been waiting forever to move this thing again,” Lukas said, grinning.Aiden didn’t smile, but there was a faint glint of amusement in his eyes. The urge to tease him was almost overwhelming. He pressed along the shoulder joint, fingers firm but careful. “Inflammation’s gone. Muscle tone looks good. Really good.” He stepped back, removing his gloves. “It’s healing better than I expected.”Lukas’s grin widened. “So I’m cleared, right? Come on, doc, don’t make me beg.”Aiden sighed. “Light drills only. And if you even look like you’

Discipline and Desire

Lukas felt alive again.Every glide, every push of his blade sent a rush through his veins that he hadn’t felt in months. The empty rink echoed with the clean cut of steel on ice, his breath fogging the air as he circled Aiden, again. And again.Aiden stood at center ice with his hands in his pockets, looking every inch the disapproving coach. “You’re supposed to be taking it easy,” he called.“Relax,” Lukas said, grinning as he skated a little closer, drawing a tight curve around him. “You’re just mad because I make recovery look hot.”Aiden’s eyes narrowed, but there was amusement behind it. He looked too good like this, tall, calm, in control. Lukas couldn’t help the thought that if his coach really looked like Aiden, he’d probably break through a jock a week.“Two more laps,” Aiden said. “Then we’re done.”“Two laps,” Lukas repeated with mock seriousness. “Got it.” He made it three just to prove a point, coasting to a stop in front of him with a flourish.“You’re trouble on skates

A Roleplay in Patience

Lukas groaned, pressing his head back against the locker. “Fuck, I need to take the damn cup off,” he panted. The hard plastic bit into him, each pulse of arousal a sharp reminder that it wasn’t built for this kind of torture.Aiden’s grip tightened around his arm, pushing his wrist up against the wall. “You’ll live,” he murmured, his other hand trailing lower as he slicked his fingers with lube, spreading the cool glide between Lukas’s thighs. “You wanted a lesson, remember?”“Yeah,” Lukas said, breath catching. “But the cup—”Aiden didn’t let him finish. He pressed his palm firmly to Lukas’s chest, steadying him. “Behave,” he said, voice soft but dangerous. “Or I’ll make it worse.”Lukas shuddered, the warning going straight to his cock. “You think this isn’t already worse?” he moaned. “I’m dying in this thing, doc.”“You started this, Lukas,” Aiden said, tone dark and calm. He lifted Lukas’s arm higher, forcing his balance to shift. “Now hold still.”Lukas’s pulse kicked as he felt

The Prince and The Stable Boy

The car was quiet except for the low hum of the engine and the faint rhythm of Lukas’s foot tapping nervously against the floor. Aiden’s hands rested steady on the wheel, but his mind wasn’t nearly as calm.Lukas looked tense but impossibly gorgeous. His dirty blond hair refused to stay how he’d styled it, a few rebellious strands falling across his forehead. He’d changed his shirt three times before settling on the pale blue button-down that hugged the curve of his chest and the lean taper of his waist just right.Aiden wished he didn’t have to do this—the drive, the confrontation—but Lukas’s insistence on coming along had been impossible to resist. He’d said he wanted to help, to support him, but Aiden knew it went deeper than that. Lukas had a way of stepping into his world like he belonged there, dragging light and chaos into places that had been cold and clinical for too long.Lukas made him feel alive.He was the one desire Aiden had ever given in to, the one thing he couldn’t d

The Measure of Him

The room felt like it had been polished to within an inch of its life, every surface gleaming, the air smelled faintly of lavender and money. After Aiden left, the quiet settled in a way that made Lukas feel huge and clumsy inside it, all broad shoulders and too-long legs on a sofa meant for delicate people who never spilled.Aiden’s mother watched him over the rim of her wineglass. The smile she wore was elegant and distant, like she’d bought it with the drapes. He couldn’t tell what she thought of him. Maybe that was the point.“Can I get you a drink?” she asked pleasantly.“No, thank you,” Lukas said, tucking his hands between his knees to stop them bouncing. He tried on a grin that would usually land, practice-perfect, locker-room easy. It wobbled and fell off his face. “Sorry, I don’t really know what to do with my hands right now.”One of her eyebrows lifted. “You’re doing very well.”He wasn’t. He could feel the old instinct scraping at his ribs. Perform, distract, joke, flirt.

No Takebacks

“I— What?”“You love Aiden,” Mrs. Grant repeated gently. “I can tell.”Lukas stared at her. He didn’t know whether to laugh, sit down, or ask for a do-over. The words dropped like a puck at center ice, and he didn’t know whether to skate or swing.His mouth opened, then closed again. “Wait a minute, I— I didn’t say that,” he stammered, color climbing into his face. “I just meant— well, I care about him, obviously. Who wouldn’t? He’s— he’s a great guy. Well, that’s an understatement. I just mean— I can’t believe he likes me back.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, groaning under his breath. “Oh god, what am I even saying.”Mrs. Grant’s smile deepened, a mix of fondness and victory. “It’s alright. You don’t have to say it.”Nathan’s composure fractured. “This is absurd,” he snapped. “And a waste of my time. You brought me here to—what? Watch you crown him? Do you have any idea what you’re throwing away?”Aiden's mom turned to him, her tone cool but cutting. “Well, you wasted six years

The Healer

Lukas watched Aiden move around the space with easy familiarity, rifling through drawers and cabinets like he still knew every inch of his childhood room by heart. Lukas sat on the edge of Aiden's old bed. It was surreal, luxurious, huge, obviously, but also incredibly orderly. Everything was deliberate, functional and sturdy. The walls gleamed with quiet discipline. Even the books were lined up like soldiers at attention. He could practically smell the restraint baked into the walls.He couldn’t help grinning to himself. He’d bet good money teenage Aiden only jerked off under the covers late at night, then probably sanitized every surface after. The thought made him snort softly, until his gaze caught on a photo resting on the shelf. Aiden’s college graduation.Younger Aiden was devastating. His hair was a little longer, not yet styled into the immaculate precision he wore now. His jaw was leaner, his smile bright. The kid in that photo looked like he believed the world would open

Under His Hands

Aiden was still kneeling in front of him, his thumb resting against Lukas’s wrist, their breath shared in the quiet. The silence stretched until Aiden broke it, his voice soft. “You passed?”Lukas’s mouth twitched into something like a nervous smirk. “Apparently.”Aiden’s brow furrowed, his voice low and uncertain now. “What are you—does that mean—”“I don’t know,” Lukas cut in, his pulse racing. “It doesn’t sound wrong though, does it?” His grin faltered. “I… love… you.” The words came out exaggerated, like he was testing their shape. He tried again, lighter, slower, feeling each one slide off his tongue. “I. Love. You.”Aiden looked like he’d just been hit over the head, eyes wide, lips parted, breath caught somewhere in his throat.Lukas tilted his head, brow creasing in mock thought. “Does that sound right? It’s a bit early, isn’t it? I… love—”Before he could finish, Aiden surged forward, catching his mouth in a kiss that cut off the words entirely.It was all heat and disbelief

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