Page 135 of Pucking Obsessed

My gaze hardens.

D’Angelo is on fire tonight, and it’s ignited the rest of the team.

I’m going to fucking stick it to the bastard CEO.

Possessiveness entwined with protectiveness surges through me.

D’Angelo is mine.

Except, it’shisname that’s written on my cock and not the other way around.

I blush, remembering the feel of D’Angelo’s fingers as he coaxed me to hardness before we left for the game but with a cool efficiency, never breaking eye contact.

Then he took a permanent marker, writingJUDEdown my cock.

I almost fucking came all over his hand.

I’d never seen his eyes look so dark and hungry.

Then he yanked me toward him by my balls and murmured into my ear, “One day, you’ll beg me to tattoo my name here. I’m never letting you go, cucciolo. You’re my sub, and I’ll never want anyone else. It doesn’t matter what Charles thinks. Do you understand? He can watch but he doesn’t know that while you play the game today, you’ll have my name on your cock underneath your uniform. The audience in the arena and the millions watching at home won’t know the secret about the captain and the star. But we’ll both know it, won’t we? I’ll always be with you. And that’s all that should matter to you.”

D’Angelo’s words settled deep into my soul.

D’Angelo will always be with me, possessing me in a way that never hurts…

Eden wouldn’t understand. But this is everything that I’ve been searching for.

“Yes, Sir.” I blinked the tears from my eyes and kissed D’Angelo because I didn’t have the words to express how much it meant to me.

Yet I could on the ice by winning this game.

Fuck my bad ankle.

One game.

I can do this.

It’s only pain.

I glance to the side through the bright lights at D’Angelo. He’s got the puck and is heading with cold, focused determination toward the goal.

It has been a tough game. The pundits have been predicting the Bay Rebels to lose.

But we’re not.

Instead, it’s5 — 4to the Bay Rebels.

I scored four of those, and D’Angelo one.

I have never scored that many goals on a sprained ankle before.

I’m proud about that.

It’s a record for me.

I’ve promised D’Angelo that we’re winning to stick this to the sub who forced him to call red.

Wehaveto win tonight.

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