Page 23 of Pucked and Pregnant

“Yes?”

“You got really quiet,” Aiden says, concerned. “Are you okay?”

I scramble for the right words but I can’t find them. My hands are shaking with a mix of anxiety and desire.

Just say yes, I want to do this again. It’s not that hard.

I try, but my mouth refuses to work.

This isn’t like me. I can talk to anyone about anything and I am nowhere close to shy in the bedroom. I tell people what I want and when I want it, and if they don’t like it, they can leave.

So why do I feel like I’m sixteen and trying to tell them I want them all over again?

Taking my silence as a withdrawal of consent, Dimitri stands and cups my cheek apologetically. “I shouldn’t have grabbed you like that. I just got caught up in the moment. I’m sorry.”

Connor detangles himself from me, then gives me a peck on the cheek. “We’ll go back to our rooms now, alright?”

“Don’t go.”

It’s barely more than a whisper, but it stops them at the door.

Just feeling their eyes on me makes me ache and my hands twitch at the thought of touching them.

Don’t just stand there. Tell them what you want.

“Seeing you all again and falling into old patterns stirred up some old feelings.” I begin. “From the way you’ve all been looking at me, it seemed like you were thinking along the same lines.

“I wanted you to come to my room and I wanted to make sure there’d be nothing in the way when you did. I called you out on purpose, Dimitri. I made sure to accidentally bump into the coaches when Max was walking me out to make sure he’d stay occupied. One last time won’t hurt anything, right? Just to get it out of our systems so we can go back to…”

Aiden’s lips crash into mine. His kiss is possessive, demanding even. It’s like he wants to take everything I have and then some.

He grabs my ass and lifts me off the ground. My legs wrap around his waist as my hands tangle in his wavy brown hair.

Panic tightens in my chest for a second when I feel myself dropping backward until my back hits the mattress. Aiden climbs on top of me, pressing scorching kisses on every inch of my bare skin before I can even catch my breath.

I’m going to combust into a ball of flame any minute now.

I need more.

I push hard on his shoulders and roll us so I’m on top of him. He struggles to regain control but stops as I slide myself up his body.

I can slow down later but if this is the only night I ever get with them again, I need his lips on my clit, and I need that now.

I squeal in frustration when strong arms wrap around my waist, yanking me backward.

“Not so fast, angel,” Connor whispers in my ear. “Did you really think you could take what you wanted and just run away like last time?”

“I didn’t…”

His hand claps over my mouth. “You may have set this little escapade into motion, but it’s my game and my rules.”

I bite his hand in protest and he pulls my hair.

The moan that comes out of my mouth is embarrassingly loud.

“Did you forget that we know exactlyhow to handle you? You’ll get everything you want if you listen like a good girl. If you don’t, well, we’ll just have our fun and leave. Understand, angel?”

I nod.

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