All Chapters of THE HOCKEY ALPHA WANTS ME: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 71MaxThen he slicked his fingers, the sound obscene in the quiet room. I spread my legs a little, feeling exposed and vulnerable. His free hand stroked my thigh in a soothing manner.My eyes shut instinctively, the feeling too much to handle with eyes wide open.He started gentle, just circling my hole with one slick finger, teasing. I shivered at the contact, my body tensing instinctively. "Relax for me, Max," he murmured, his lips brushing my ear. "I've got you."I took a deep breath, forcing my muscles to loosen. He pressed in slowly, just the tip of his finger, and I gasped at the intrusion. It burned a little, but in a way that promised more. This wasn't the first time but, everytime Ace fills my hole with his fingers, my ass can't help but hurt this way.Everything about him is so intense, even when he isn't trying to. And that's what makes all these worth it.He worked it in deeper, curling it slightly, searching until—fuck—he brushed that spot inside me, making star

Chapter 73MaxHe spread me open, took a moment to look—my hole that was probably red, swollen and shiny with us—before pushing back in, slow and owning.He’s looking at me like I’m his, like he can’t believe this is happening, and I want him to see everything.His hands on my hips, just holding, not yanking, as he moved deep, hitting that spot every time, the pleasure building like a fire low in my gut.I’m going to come again, I didn’t think I could, but I am. I was close again, shaking, breathing ragged, my cock rubbing slick on the desk edge. No touch needed—the fullness, the drag, the heat was everything. He pulled out once more, guiding me to the chair, sitting first and pulling me onto his lap facing away. I sank down slow, feeling him fill me up all over again, and started moving—up, down, lazy and deep—his hands on my hips, mine on his thighs. I could stay like this forever, just riding him slow, feeling him pulse inside me.He spun me around mid-motion, still inside, so I

Chapter 75AceI couldn't sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, the same thoughts clawed through my mind—what would happen when Max found out? Not just about me being a werewolf, but everything. About Freya.God, Freya.My chest tightened. She'd been so sure, so convinced that Max was hers. And I'd let her believe it because what else could I do? Tell her that the moon goddess had picked the same guy for both of us? That her mate bond was real, but so was mine, and somehow we were caught in this impossible clusterfuck?She'd lose her mind.How do you tell your little sister that the guy she's dating, the guy she thinks is her forever, actually broke up with her because of you? Because he couldn't stay away from her older brother?She'd hate me. She'd hate him. Hell, she might try to kill us both, and with her temper, I wouldn't put it past her wolf to actually attempt it.I glanced down at Max, still sleeping peacefully against my chest. His breath was warm against my skin, one arm thr

Chapter 77Ace"Let's go inside." The words came out flat and emotionless. I couldn't look at Max. If I looked at him, I'd break.Freya stood there, a single tear slipping a path down her cheek, and something inside me crumbled. My little sister. The one I'd protected my whole life. The one I'd just destroyed.My hands shook as I fumbled for my keys. Metal scraped against metal, the sound too loud in the heavy silence. I got the door open and finally—finally—let myself glance at Max.The confusion in his eyes nearly dropped me to my knees. That hurt, wounded look that said what's happening, why won't you look at me, why does it feel like you're choosing her?"Can you..." My voice cracked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "Can you give us some space? Please?"Max's mouth opened. Closed. His hand slipped out of mine, and the loss of contact felt like losing a limb. He nodded once, stiff and small, and I wanted to grab him back, pull him close, tell him this didn't mean what he thou

Chapter 79AceThe words didn't make sense. They bounced around in my skull without landing, without meaning anything.They couldn't make sense, I refuse.But still yet, I could feel my blood freeze, it stopped flowing entirely. "What?" My voice sounded strange and distant. "Freya, what are you...""Mrs. Rivera is dead!" Her voice was high, fractured and hysterical. "She found us at the hotel and she just...she grabbed her chest and fell and the ambulance came but they couldn't... Ace, she's dead.""The phone slipped from my fingers.Time seemed to stop. The room tilted sideways and I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything except stand there while my brain tried to process what she'd just said.Mrs. Rivera is dead.Oh god. Oh god no.My vision blurred. I pressed my hand against the wall to keep from falling. Somewhere far away, I could hear Freya's voice still coming from the phone on the floor, sobbing my name.Max.I turned to look at him just as his phone started r