Page 23 of Puck Like A Girl

“Plus, I want to have the first female professional hockey player on my team. Now that I’ve seen the dynamic of your relationship for myself, once I sign you, those three will follow suit.”

“I- I don’t have that kind of power over them,” I stutter. Thinking of yesterday and the power I felt between the four of us, my body starts to pulse with need, reminding me we didn’t finish what I started. I clear my throat, trying to erase the memory.

“I have an idea. Why don’t you take the three of them to my private suite and see just how much power you have over them.”

“Uncle Colt, I’m not going to seduce them so they’ll sign with your team.” I hiss, unable to believe my own flesh and blood wants to pimp me out for a winning hockey team.

“Whoa there, little bunny. I never said anything about seducing them. Besides, with all the sexual energy rolling off of the four of you, I thought that was already a thing you guys were doing together.”

“I-we-our relationship isn’t like that,” I finally get the words out, bitter denial coating my tongue.

“Teagan, I’ve known you your whole life, and I have never seen you this so unsure about anything. Hell, you were so determined to play hockey you could skate before you could even walk. Do you know why that poster with you sitting on your dad’s shoulder is the most iconic hockey poster of all time?”

I shake my head. I’ve always hated that poster. Not that I don’t love the reminder of one of the best days of my life. No, it’s the constant reminder that I will be forever chasing my father’s legacy.

“It’s not because of Teddy. It’s because of the pride and determination shining in your violet eye, focused on the camera, letting the world know that one day, this will be you holding the Stanley Cup Trophy.” I shake my head in disbelief. “Yes, Teagan, you’re the reason all these wannabe pro-hockey players have that poster hanging on their wall. They want to have someone gaze at them with that same look of pride you had for your father.”

I take a tentative step toward the guys, their eyes still on mine, unlike the rest of our team, whose eyes are glued to the game in front of them, and then glance back at Uncle Colt. He nods his head, encouraging me to talk to Fin, Royal, and Coulter in private.

Dragging my feet, I turn back around and walk toward the guys. I finally reach where Royal, Fin, and Coulter are sitting. “Can we go somewhere and talk?”

eighteen

Teagan

Uncle Colt wasn’t kidding when he said the private suite was secluded. We are on the top level of the arena with a perfect view of the hockey rink and fans down below behind the one-way tinted glass. The huge king-sized bed covering most of the room was not expected.

“What did you want to talk to us about?” Coulter asks, his eyes straying to the bed.

“Um, about yesterday in the shower. Are we good?”

The surprised look on their faces would be comical, but my nerves are so frayed I’m ready to jump out of my skin.

“We’re good,” Fin finally says, stepping closer to the bed. His eyes shift around the room, taking in the expensive artwork on the wall and the fully stocked bar in the corner.

“Yeah, we talked about it, and even though we are all attracted to you, we aren’t going to act on it.” Royal runs his fingers through his hair with a frustrated sigh. “You’re a great girl and a hell of a hockey player. We are definitely going to win a championship with you on our team, but we can’t let this distract us, and we can’t ask you to choose between us; that would tear our team apart.”

Hearing Royal confirm my suspicion that they are all attracted to me gives me the strength I need to proceed. “What if I don’t want to decide between the three of you? What if I want to act on this attraction and see where it goes?” I walk over to the bed, swaying my hips from side to side, hoping it looks seductive.

“What do you mean you don’t want to decide between the three of us, Teagan?” Coulter moves closer to me, his large frame coming to a stop right in front of me.

“This is what I mean.” My hand slides across Coulter’s cheek before my fingers grip his shaggy hair at the back of his neck. I pull him close to my body and capture his mouth in a hungry kiss. Coulter eagerly returns my kiss, his hands roaming up and down my body.

A second later, Fin’s hard cock is pressed against my ass, his tongue running along the side of my neck, his hands deftly unsnapping my jeans and sliding them down past my hips to my knees. His fingers dive beneath my panties into my drenched pussy. He inserts two of his long, thick fingers, stretching me out. I moan into Coulter’s mouth at the feel of Fin’s fingers pounding into me.

As good as it feels to be sandwiched between Fin and Coulter’s hard bodies, it feels empty without Royal joining in.

I break the kiss with Coulter and motion for Royal to join us.

He hesitates. “If we do this, Teagan, there’s no going back. You’re ours to do with what we want. No crying that we forced you to take all three of us at the same time. Do you understand?”

Do I understand? My body has been craving the three of them since the night of the Hockey House party. “I’m sure, Royal.”

Royal lifts his sweatshirt over his head, his washboard abs on full display to my greedy gaze. A wave of lust rushes through my body, and wetness pools between my legs.

“Shit, her pussy just soaked my fingers when Royal took off his shirt. Is that what you want, to see our naked bodies?” Fin nuzzles my neck, making me shiver as I nod my head. “Your wish is our command, sexy.”

Fin slowly pulls his fingers out of my pussy. I peer at him over my shoulder as he sticks his fingers into his mouth and licks off my juices that are coating them. “Delicious. But I knew you would be.” He winks, making sure to suck off every drop from his fingers.

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