All Chapters of THE HOCKEY ALPHA WANTS ME: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51Max"I don't want her." Ace's voice cut through the space between us, sharp and desperate. "Max, everything you saw, the kissing, the girls, it was all to make you jealous. None of it meant anything."A bitter laugh escaped my throat before I could stop it. The sound was harsh and broken, nothing like how laughter should sound. "What about tonight then? You weren't trying to make me jealous tonight. You were in there having sex with someone else."The words tasted like poison on my tongue. Like acid burning its way up from my stomach.Ace flinched like I'd physically struck him. His jaw clenched, muscles jumping beneath his skin. His hands curled into fists at his sides. "Freya called me."My stomach dropped. "What?""She called me tonight. Told me you two were meeting at some hotel." His voice was rough, raw with emotion. Each word seemed to cost him something. "What the hell was I supposed to think, Max? What was I supposed to feel? You broke things off with me, we did

Chapter 53Max His hair stuck up in every direction. His eyes were red-rimmed. "I'm trying here. I'm trying to fix this, to make it right, but I don't know how. You won't let me close enough to try.""Then try harder." The words came from somewhere deep inside me. Somewhere primal and desperate and aching. "Kiss me until I forget. Kiss me until when I look at your lips the only thing I see is your mouth on mine. Touch me until the only hands I remember are yours. Stay with me until those images fade and all that's left is us."Ace's breath caught audibly. His eyes went wide, then dark. His hands fell to his sides, clenching into fists."Max..." His voice was strangled. "Don't...""Why?" I was still on the floor, looking up at him, completely vulnerable. Completely exposed. "Why not?""Because when you talk like that..." He closed his eyes, his jaw clenching. "When you say things like that, I want to do things with you. Things that probably aren't a good idea right now when you're up

Chapter 55Max"Yeah,” I pant, my hand still working him over, matching his rhythm, feeling him pulse under my fingers. “I want you. All of you.” My voice cracks, and I don’t care. I’m past caring about anything except him, his hands, his mouth, the way his body feels against mine. I want to drown in this, in us, and forget every doubt, every hurt, every moment that isn’t this.He undoes my button, tugging my zipper down with a slowness that’s pure torture, his fingers brushing my skin as he goes. He’s giving me time to stop him, to pull back, but I don’t. I can’t. His hand slips inside my boxers, wrapping around my bare cock, and I nearly lose it right there, the feeling of his rough, calloused fingers on my skin too much. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he murmurs, his voice thick with awe, like it’s a gift he can’t believe he’s getting. He strokes me from base to tip, slow and firm, his thumb swiping over the head where I’m leaking, spreading it around until I’m slick and trembling.“G

Chapter 57MaxI shiver as Ace leaned in and pressed a slow, sure kiss to the inside of my thigh. His lips were soft, but there was nothing gentle about the way he touched me. “Fuck, Max, you’re so hot like this,” he whispered, and heat exploded through my body, fueling me.My fingers kept moving in and out of my ass, the tightness gripping me and making me ache. Ace sat across from me, seeming calm, but his eyes burned with everything he wanted from me. His chest rose and fell, steady and patient, like he was savoring every second of it.“Insert another.”His quiet command left no room for hesitation. My body reacted before my brain even caught up, the need to submit so deep. I pushed another finger inside, my ass stretching a little to accommodate my fingers.I can imagine how I look. I definitely look like a slut, with my legs spread out and an erect dick.I looked like Ace's slut. And I don't mind, I only want to please him completely. I wanted him to own me, to take me apart

Chapter 60I woke up with Ace's arm heavy across my chest. His breath was slow and warm against my neck, each exhale sending shivers down my spine that had nothing to do with the temperature.My legs were sore, my back sticky with sweat, and I could still feel him inside me from last night. Not in a dirty way—just real. Like my body remembered every second, every touch, every whispered word. The ghost of his fingers remained, a phantom fullness that made me shift slightly under his weight.We didn't move past the finger fucking, but my body still feels this way. Still humming. Still wanting.I have no idea why Ace isn't letting us move past it. He says he wants us to take our time. To be sure. But I'm a hundred percent sure. If he asked me to take him this instant, I wouldn't even hesitate. I'd pull him close and beg him to fill me completely, to erase every doubt he still carries.The thought made my breath hitch. I turned my head slightly, just enough to see him.He looked younger a