All Chapters of Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Theo~My hand was still lazily tracing circles on Noah’s stomach when the mood shifted again.Noah stretched against me, all loose and satisfied, but I caught the way his cock twitched when I dragged my nails lightly down his side. He was still half-hard. Greedy even after I’d just wrecked him.“Round two already?” I murmured, rolling on top of him and pinning his wrists above his head with one hand. “You just came like a firehose and you’re still looking at me like you need more.”Noah’s eyes flashed with heat. “Maybe I do.”I kissed him slow and deep, tasting the exhaustion and want mixed together. Then I pulled back, smirking. “Then you’re gonna take it this time. On your back. Legs up. I want to watch your face while I fuck you stupid.”He swallowed hard, but his cock jerked against my thigh. Interesting.I reached for the lube again, slicking my fingers generously. I’d just been inside him earlier, but I wanted him sloppy and desperate tonight. Two fingers pushed back into his cu

Nikolai~I was halfway tying my gloves when I noticed it and I didn’t look up right away because I already knew what it was going to be.Jeremy.Of course it’s Jeremy.He and Noah were the only people who could make the entire room go fucking quiet when they stepped in and he loved to show up like he owns timing itself. Like he gets bored wherever he is and decides to come ruin my day just to feel something.Joe noticed first beside me, paused mid zip like his brain needed a second to load what kind of problem just entered the building, and I swear I almost felt bad for him because Jeremy does that to people who aren’t used to him. He doesn’t even try.Then came the footsteps and I finally looked up.Yeah.I wasn't wrong because it was him. Football kit half thrown on, jacket hanging off one shoulder like gravity is optional or rules are suggestions and the world adjusts around him instead of the other way around. Same face as always. Same jaw that looks like it’s arguing with life. S

Theo~Practice started like normal and that already should’ve told me something was going to go wrong because nothing stays normal for long around Noah even when he pretends it does and I pretend I don’t notice it.He was already on the ice before I fully stepped out, stretching like he had all the time in the world, like nothing had happened between us last night and that alone made my jaw tighten because I knew exactly what kind of person can act like that and still mean every single thing they did.I tried to focus on drills.Pucks.Skates.Anything that wasn’t him.It worked for maybe five minutes then he started moving closer during drills like it was nothing.At first it was small.He’d skate past me and his shoulder would brush mine like it was accidental. Not hard enough for anyone else to notice but enough that I noticed every time.I turned my head once after a pass and he was suddenly there beside me like he had planned the timing, like he knew exactly when I’d look.“You’r

Theo~I should have gone back to my room after practice.That had been the plan when I stepped off the ice. Grab my gear, take a shower, disappear for a few hours, and hopefully give my brain enough time to stop feeling like it was being pulled in six different directions at once.Instead, I found myself lingering outside the locker room while the rest of the team filtered past.Guys laughed about classes. Somebody complained about conditioning drills. A couple of freshmen nearly ran into each other trying to get through the doorway.Normal.Everything felt annoyingly normal.Meanwhile, I was standing there for reasons I didn't want to examine too closely.I wasn't waiting for Noah.At least, that's what I kept telling myself.The problem was that Noah had become irritatingly good at reading me.By the time the hallway started to empty, he appeared.No hockey bag slung over his shoulder.No rush to leave.Just Noah standing a few feet away, looking at me with that calm expression that

Jeremy~I was sprawled out on my bed in our cramped dorm room, earbuds in, one leg hanging off the side like I didn’t give a fuck about anything. The rain was slamming against the window, making everything feel kinda closed in. My phone screen was just some random shit I wasn’t even paying attention to. Nikolai had been gone for a couple hours, probably causing chaos somewhere like usual. I liked the quiet. But quiet never lasted long with him.The door flew open so hard it bounced off the wall. Nikolai stepped in, soaked from the rain, his black hair sticking to his forehead and that wild grin already splitting his face. He kicked the door shut behind him, eyes locking straight on me.“Well, well. Look at you, lazy ass,” he said, voice dripping with that teasing edge. He peeled off his wet hoodie, tossing it on the floor, his tight shirt clinging to his chest. “Still pretending you’re too cool to notice me? Three days, Jeremy. You’ve been dodging me like a bitch.”I pulled one earbud