《KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession 》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

NeylanI can’t get that image out of my head. But I shut it down immediately.The game ends with Ice Reapers taking the win, the crowd loud, the energy high, but I barely pay attention to any of it. My body already feels off, and the longer I stay on the ice, the worse it gets.I skate off without waiting, ignoring the usual post match nonsense. I hear Desmond call after me, but I don’t bother turning back.I need to get out of here.The locker room is already filling up when I get in. Voices overlap, some of the guys still arguing about plays, others already laughing it off like it wasn’t a final. I drop onto the bench, dragging a hand over my face, trying to shake everything off.It’s just in your head.Has to be.I lean forward, elbows resting on my knees, taking a slow breath.Then the door opens again.At first, I don’t pay attention, but the moment she steps in, her scent hits the air, soft but strong enough.An Omega, how the heck doesn't she know she is releasing so many phero

Neylan“Fuck it,” I growl as frustration tighten in my guts.That asshole isn’t responding.I stare at my phone a little longer than I should, thumb hovering over the screen like maybe it will light up if I give it enough time. It doesn’t. The message just sits there, delivered, no response, read, but nothing.My jaw tightens.I know what I saw. I’m not imagining shit. That mark reacted to me.So why the hell is he acting like I don’t exist?I exhale sharply through my nose, leaning back against the driver’s seat for a second before straightening again. This doesn’t make sense. My fingers tap once against the steering wheel. Then again.“Fine,” I mutter under my breath. “Don’t reply.”I start the engine.If he won’t answer, then I’ll find him. Simple.I already know where they’ll be. Ice Reapers don’t just win finals and go home quietly. They’ll be out, loud, probably already drunk, celebrating like they didn’t just snatch that win at the last second.My grip tightens slightly on the

Neylan“Hockey star and model, Neylan Astor.” The lady in the blue shiny dress on the internal award stage calls out, and the sound of hands clapping fills the hall even before I get off my seat.Desmond nudges me with his elbow. The place is reeking with omega pheromones, and the last place I want to be is here.I manage to stand, my hands clenched tight in my suit pockets. To everyone else, it probably looks like style, but in reality… I’m just trying to hold myself from collapsing.I take my award, camera flashes going off one last time. I don’t wait for anything else before heading straight for the exit. I send a text to Desmond that I’ll be leaving for my hotel room. If he wants to stay… that’s his business.My driver rushes to me immediately as the outside air brushes lightly against my skin. I can feel the usual heat building low in my body. I slide my hand into the inner pocket of my suit, gripping my pack of cigarettes, the one thing that has slowly become my only anchor in t

Aurel I smoothen my clothes as I stare into the mirror in the staff room of JanP Hotel, dragging my palm down the front of my shirt like that is going to fix anything. I had started working here right after the interview, no time to even think too much about it. Nikolai Shantel, the omega I saved from his cheating asshole ex boyfriend, played a major role in teaching me everything I needed to know. He practically glued himself to my side since he found me… It has been two weeks now, and somehow, it has been… peaceful. Weirdly peaceful. “Aurel,” I hear my manager Clinton call out just as I step out to the counter, his voice carrying over the low hum of conversations and the occasional sound of luggage wheels rolling across the floor. He gestures me over with two fingers. I should work at the club tonight. That is where the tips are. I glance at him, then at Shantel, who is already looking at me with puppy eyes. Shantel tilts his head slightly, lips pressed together like he

NeylanWhy am I seeing that bastard?Am I hallucinating? No… why am I hallucinating about him at this very moment? He vanished without a trace two years ago. Not even Treyvon heard from him. And now he is suddenly here, with his hand stroking my throbbing dick?I don’t know, but fuck… I feel so fucking good. Even though it is just a hallucination, at least I can feel the pain in my balls easing as my precum keeps leaking out uncontrollably. He can do whatever the hell he wants, just… just make me cum. Please… I want to say it out loud, but I will sound even more pathetic if I do.My head falls back, eyes rolling into my head as the peak starts building for the first time in two years. I have not felt anything like this before. The pressure keeps growing deeper and heavier in my balls, and it feels different this time, like something is finally breaking loose after being locked away for so long.Aurel increases his pace, tightening his grip on my dick as he strokes me faster. I can fai