Page 11 of Puck the Halls

Suzie starts the bidding off high because she knows my husbands will pay whatever they have to to win me. The bids go higher and higher. In my excitement, I put my hand on my little baby bump and turn from side to side, showing the little one off to my men. Which only makes them increase their bids, more determined than ever to win me.

However, my baby bump surprised the other bidders, who stopped bidding. I guess not everyone wants a pregnant elf for Christmas.

Unfazed by this new turn of events, I smile and wave at my men, blowing them kisses as they drive up the bid on each other. We have a little bet on who'll bid the highest for me. The winner gets to do whatever they want to do to me for the whole night, while the other two can only watch unless the winner lets them join.

The bidding reaches a record high of one hundred thousand dollars before Suzie stops the bidding, claiming we'd be here all night with the three of them bidding on me.

Cooper made the final bid, and judging by the look on his face compared to the look on his brothers' faces, all they will be doing tonight is watching. It's okay. I'll make sure to make it up to them tomorrow night.

After Suzie announces Cooper as the winner, I walk to the stairs on the other side of the stage. There, Cooper, Sam, and Tate are waiting for me, just like last year. Only this year, I run into their waiting arms.

"I love you guys." I hug them tightly as they tell me they love me, too.

What a difference a year can make—a year ago, I was alone with only the memory of the best birthday present I could have given myself. Now I can have that birthday present anytime I want.

"So, are you ready to watch Cooper puck my halls?" I laugh at my pun while they groan.

Another great thing about living with hockey coaches is the fun hockey puns.

-The End-

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Puck I Did it Again – Teaser

Wynn

You got this. You are a strong, independent woman who is more than capable of coaching a male pro hockey team. You've coached in the minor leagues; this is no different.

I repeat the affirmations a couple more times before I let the acting head coach lead me through the locker room to meet my new team, the Iowa Poseidon. It's true I've coached in the minor leagues. Four years ago, at twenty-five, I was the first female to coach in the men's minor league. Now, I'll be the second female to coach in the men's major league.

It's an exciting time for women in pro sports, with Teagan Hayes playing for the formally all-male pro hockey team, the Minnesota Norse. Opening up the door for more women to compete on the highest skill level and, of course, for women to coach men's teams.

The locker room is full of half-naked men eyeing me suspiciously. Being introduced to my new team right after practice wasn't my idea, but Don, the acting coach, felt the element of surprise would be the best for the team since the shock of having a woman coach might make them retreat to the locker room unless I make it known the locker room isn't off limits to me because I'm a female.

The grumbling begins, so I say the first thing I can think of to squash the brewing storm, "Gentlemen, I suggest you cover up what you don't want seen."

A few of the players laugh. A few grumble louder. But one does the unexpected and drops his towel from his waist, leaving him completely and utterly naked—his skin still glistening from theshower. A drop of water falls from his hair, making a trail down his chest and across his abs before falling onto a long thick cock. What I wouldn't give to lick that drop away.

"Eyes up here, Princess." I snap my gaze from his now hardening length and stare into the deepest brown eyes I've ever seen—so rich and dark I could get lost in them for days.

That's when I realize I'm standing before Maximus Martin, the three-time NHL Player of the Year. He's a hockey legend. Instead of fangirling, I school my features and run through his stats in my head.

He's had a rough year, but I think I can get him and this team back on track with the right offense. The team was doing great until two months ago when the former head coach and his two assistant coaches, all brothers, decided to switch teams to coach for the Minnesota Norse to be closer to their aging parents.

Don, the acting head coach, doesn't know what he's doing, but I'm here to change that. First, I need to show them who's in charge.

"Impressive," I say, slowly lowering my gaze down his body, watching as his cock twitches to life before meeting his eyes. "Now, if only your stats were as impressive."

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Sneak Peek

Puck Like a Girl

“You know this is crazy, right?”

“It’s not crazy. It’s strategic. How else am I going to get intel on the competition? Now come on, we didn’t squeeze into these tight dresses and wax everything only to stand outside.” I tug on Britt’s arm, pulling her closer to the sidewalk leading to the college house party.

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