Page 74 of They All Puck Me

Ethan quickly sheds his clothing, his eyes dark with intent. "It's time to score, baby," he says, lifting me from the couch effortlessly and laying me gingerly on the floor.

My breath hitches as he grabs my throat, his grip firm but controlled. He thrusts inside me with a force that makes me scream in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Fuck yes, let me hear it," Liam groans from his spot, stroking himself as he watches us.

Ethan's hand tightens around my throat. "You’re my dirty girl," he growls, fucking me hard and fast. The intensity of his movements sends shockwaves through my body, every thrust driving me closer to the edge.

He looks over at Liam and smirks. "Kneel beside her," he commands.

Liam moves quickly, kneeling next to my head. His dick is right in front of my face, throbbing with need.

"Jack him off," Ethan orders, his voice rough. "He’s gonna blow all over that pretty face."

I reach up with one hand, wrapping it around Liam's shaft. He lets out a low moan as I start to stroke him, matching the rhythm of Ethan's thrusts. The room is filled with the sounds of our collective moans and the slap of skin against skin.

Liam's hand cups my cheek gently. "Look at you," he murmurs. "So fucking perfect."

Ethan’s grip on my throat tightens just enough to make my head spin in the best way possible. "Faster," he commands, thrusting harder.

I increase the pace of my hand on Liam's dick, feeling him throb under my touch. His eyes are locked onto mine, filled with raw desire.

"I'm close," Liam groans, his hips bucking into my hand.

Ethan’s thrusts become erratic, his own release imminent. "That’s it," he growls. "Make him come."

With one final stroke, Liam's head falls back as he comes hard, hot ropes of cum splashing across my face and chest. The sight and sensation push me over the edge, and I scream out as I climax around Ethan.

"Fuck yes," Ethan roars as he follows right behind me, filling me with his release.

We collapse together in a tangled heap on the floor, our bodies spent but our hearts racing with exhilaration.

Noah chuckles from his spot on the couch. "Well damn, I think we’re gonna need more than one towel."

Liam grins down at me, wiping a strand of hair from my face. "How do you feel?"

I can’t help but laugh breathlessly. "Like I just won the lottery."

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NOAH

The puck drops, and we're off. I dart down the ice, weaving through defenders with the kind of agility that’s made me a nightmare for goalies across the league. Liam's to my right, his eyes scanning the ice with laser focus. Ethan's on my left, already shoving some poor guy out of his way. We’re in sync like never before.

"Liam, I'm open!" I shout, glancing over just as he flicks the puck to me with a precision pass.

I catch it on my stick and twist my body to avoid an oncoming defender. The rink lights reflect off the ice, creating a kaleidoscope of motion around us. Everything blurs except for the puck and my teammates.

Ethan skates up beside me, eyes locked on the goal. "Let's dance, boys."

We make our way into the offensive zone. Ethan feints left, then right, causing their defense to scramble. I take advantage of the confusion, passing the puck back to Liam who immediately sends it back to Ethan.

"Take the shot!" Liam commands, his voice cutting through the noise.

Ethan’s stick meets the puck with a crack that echoes through the arena. The goalie barely sees it coming before it hits the back of the net. The red light flashes, and we erupt in cheers.

"Hell yeah!" I holler, skating over to bump fists with Ethan and Liam.

"Nice setup," Ethan says gruffly but with a hint of a smile.

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