Page 3 of Puck Me Like You Do

"Are you ready for me?" Ivan asks as he grips my waist and bounces me up and down on his cock, forcing his thick length inside of me, making me come for a third time before he releases into the condom with a shout.

"That was incredible." I swing my leg over Ivan's hips and fall into the bed next to him.

"Don't get too comfortable. We have a long time to go before morning." Blade drops a kiss to the tip of my nose sealing his promise with a kiss.

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Briella

Thewarmbreezeblowsacross my bare back, and I sigh, snuggling deeper into my furry pillow.

Furry pillow? I don't have a furry pillow.

My bed also isn't this warm and firm. Plus, I'm pretty sure my bed doesn't have four arms that hold me tight while I sleep. Proving the point all four of those arms squeeze me tighter, like they're afraid I'm going to run away while they're still asleep.

Memories of last night come crashing through, but before I can fully wake up, a loud scream fills the air. "Briella Jacqueline. what are doing in bed with your stepbrother and those other two men?"

My what?

"I think she's talking about me." Blade says. "But in my defense, I didn't know you were going to be my new stepsister until just now when you asked us to come back to your room."

"You what!" My mother's screeching takes on an insanely high octave I'm never heard before. "You propositioned three guys to have sex with you. I knew you were sneaking around with Sean to have sex, but at least that was only one guy not three. Unless you were having sex with other guys from the skating team? You're spoiled goods now. No man is going to want to marry a slut who has sex with more than one man at a time. And to be the one to proposition them. I knew you were only good for winning a gold medal, but now I'm not even sure about that."

Ivan and Atlas are wide awake now thanks to my mother's screaming. They've all dropped their arms from around by body and I suddenly miss the safe feeling of being held by all three of them.

Now I'm left awkwardly sprawled on top of Blade with my head turned to look at my mother and a guy who looks like and older version of Blade that must be my soon to be stepfather.

"Mom, can you stop staying sex." I ignore her hurtful words as I try to decide the best way to confront her and still have some of my dignity left.

I decide the best way off of Blade is to slide down to the foot of the bed and take the covers with me. My feet tangle in the sheet as I attempt to inch my way down his body causing me to lurch forward, my mouth landing on his naked, hardening cock. I quickly regain my balance and lift my head off of him but not before I hear his sharp inhaled breath.

I glance up to see Blade, Atlas, and Ivan staring at me like I'm going to ravish them while our parents watch. Acting like I landed on his cock on purpose—making me feel even worse than having my mother call me a slut.

We've never had a close mother daughter relationship. But hearing those awful words come out of her mouth, I'm left wondering if she ever cared about me at all or just the damn gold medal.

With more grace than I expected, I finish sliding to the end of the bed, adjust the sheet around my chest. securing it tightly under my arm before standing and facing my mother's wrath.

"What else do you want me to call it? It certainly isn't making love." She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest like I've seen her do a million times when I don't land a triple axel just right.

"No, it definitely wasn't making love." I finally say when no one chimes in to help. "Mom, can we talk about this somewhere else. Maybe in your room."

A horrified look I've never seen before crosses my mother's face. "This is my room. The Honeymoon suite. The girl at the front desk said they gave it to you by mistake. She said they would have the bedroom cleaned before tonight." She wrinkles her nose and looks at the bed. "I thought they would only have to change the sheets, not burn the bed."

Ouch.

"Mom." I plead, taking her elbow, trying to lead her to one of the other rooms in the suite before she can call me anymore hateful names in front Blade, Atlas, and Ivan.

It's bad enough they probably already thought those things since I was the one who asked them all to my room. But to have my mother say them out loud is too much for me to handle right now.

Surprisingly, my mom lets me guide her to one of the open bedrooms. "Mom, I know this isn't what you expected." She snorts, shaking free of my hold and takes a seat by the window, leaving me only the bed to sit on. Instead of sitting on the clean bed, I stay standing. "I've never done anything like this before." When she only turns her head in disgust, I try again. "It was a moment of weakness. I…"

She cuts me off with a wave of her hand, "Listen up and listen good. I finally found someone who makes me happy. I'm not going to let you or those puck heads in there mess it up."

"Puck heads? What are you talking about?"

"You can't be serious, can you? You honestly don't know anything about the guys you screwed." She rolls her eyes. "I'm surprised you even know their names. You just fucked Blade McKnight, the hottest rookie for the Iowa Poseidon hockey team. And who I'm guessing are his two teammates, Ivan Hollander, and Atlas Raines."

"I didn't know." I feel my face heat up. I'm just another puck bunny to them. Not that it matters, all I wanted was one night or so I thought.

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