Semua Bab MOANING FOR MY HOCKEY RIVAL: Bab 31 - Bab 36

JULIAN.Rowan stood over me in the tight, oil-stained skate-sharpening room, his chest heaving under his gray compression shirt... his dark eyes bloodshot, feral, and unhinged.His mouth was smeared red with my blood. My ribs were screaming, throbbing in agony from where his knees had pinned me to the concrete seconds before. But right now, his entire focus wasn't on me... it was locked dead on the heavy, calloused hand wrapped tight around my bare waist.“I said remove your fucking hand from my rookie before I murder you in this room!” Rowan shrieked, his voice cracking with a terrifying, blood-curdling pitch that bounced off the steel equipment racks.The giant Western State captain didn't flinch. His grip only tightened, his thick fingers digging straight into my hip bone, locking me against his side like a shield.Before he could drop a response, the heavy iron door slammed wide open... crashing against the concrete wall with a deafening boom that rattled the fluorescent light tub

JULIAN.Gideon's heavy, callous-rough palm dug straight into the soft flesh above my hipbone, pinning me flush against the hotel suite door.My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, the adrenaline from the locker room brawl still making my veins burn with pure, copper-tasting poison."You think this is a fucking game, you oversized golden-boy piece of trash?" I spat, twisting my neck around to glare up into his bruised face.Gideon didn't flinch, nor did his grip loosen for a single second.Instead, a slow, lazy smirk spread across his split lips, his golden-brown eyes heavy, dark, and utterly filthy as he looked down at my mouth."It's not a game, sweetheart," Gideon rasped, his voice dropping into a thick, syrupy register that made the hair on my arms stand up."It's an upgrade," he added, his free hand sliding smoothly down the front of my jeans, hooking two fingers into my belt loops, and yanking me backward into his hard chest.Before I could fire off another b

JULIANMy teeth chattered against the cold tile of the bathroom floor, my feet tapping out a fast, erratic beat while my eyes kept jumping back to the clock on the nightstand.Shit…I was so fucking hyperaware of Gideon’s heavy gaze burning straight through my spine from the bed.I was stuck pulling my clothes back on in his suite while he laid there like he fucking owned the air in the room, watching every single sore, shuddering movement I made.My head was an absolute wreck…I hadn't fucked him.I didn't let him cross that final line, no matter how much his fingers had dug into my hips or how heavy his weight had pressed me into the mattress.He was sexy as hell and he knew it, carrying that raw, dangerous edge that made my pulse spike every time he leaned in close.I liked the thrill of it… I liked the slick taste of his mouth and the way his hands made my skin burn, but we hadn't fucked.Rowan didn't need to know that, though.Out of pure, poisonous spite, I was going to let Rowan