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“Wait. We don’t have a condom,” Declan says as his head finds my folds. We sit staring at each other in the darkness, our chests rising and falling rapidly against each other’s.

“I don’t want to use one,” I whisper, and I can actually see the goosebumps race down his body. “I want to feel all of you. Skin to skin.”

“Fuck,” Declan groans and reaches for my ass to squeeze both of my cheeks, kneading them like dough. But then his expression shifts as his rational brain kicks back in. “I want that too, more than I can even say. But are you sure?”

I nod firmly. “One hundred percent. I’m on birth control, and I’ve been tested recently. I’m negative for everything.”

“Me too.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” Declan doesn’t answer, so I keep sinking down onto him, feeling his thick head open me up as it slides easily into my wetness. He looks like he’s in absolute ecstasy, but he doesn’t blink even once as I work to take all of him. It’s like he doesn’t want to miss a single second of this, and I can’t blame him. He’s always felt incredible inside me, but now that he’s totally bare, I know there’s no going back.

“Goddamn, you feel amazing,” he whispers as he holds my waist and stares passionately into my eyes. And when my lap meets his, his eyes flutter shut and he lets out a long, relieved exhale.

It’s so intense, physically and emotionally. There’s literally nothing between us now—we’re as close as we could possibly be—and the thought makes my heart pound with arousal and warmth. I sit in his lap, giving myself time to adjust to his girth, and there’s so little between us now that I can feel his pulse pounding inside me through his cock.

Using my thighs, I push up away from him, squeezing his cock, and he grunts through the friction as I rise until only his head is left inside. I wrap my hands around his neck to keep myself steady and drop all the way back down into his lap, taking him all the way. It feels amazing, and the intense look that flashes across his face only turns me on more. I push up again, and when I start to come back down, he thrusts his hips up to meet me, bucking his cock deep inside me.

“Oh my god,” I mutter, trapping my lower lip between my teeth as he gives into the desire blazing inside him. He starts to drive away at me, thrusting his hips and cock upward into me, and I’m so worked up already that I can feel myself building toward release. My head falls forward onto his shoulder.

“You like that, don’t you?” Declan growls in my ear as he takes handfuls of my ass in each hand and uses them to hold me in place while he plows me. “Go on. Come for me. Show me how fucking good this cock feels bare inside you. I want to see you make a fucking mess all over this cock.”

Like he flipped a switch inside me somewhere, an orgasm bursts through me. I come hard, bouncing needily on his thick cock and digging my nails into the back of his shoulder as I bite back a scream. I feel myself clenching around him, and as the climax is still tearing through me, he wraps both his arms around me and holds me close as he explodes inside me.

Electric energy seems to pulse around and between us as we come together, and as I feel him flooding me, his teeth sink into my neck. I cry out in surprise at first, but the sound turns into a moan as the little shock of pain melts into pleasure, drawing out my orgasm even more. I lose all track of time and space until the final tremors have finally worked their way through my limbs. When my eyes open again, Declan is watching me intently, his nostrils flaring as he tries to catch his breath.

I reach up to touch the slightly tender spot where his teeth met my neck. “I can’t believe you bit me.”

He chuckles, cocking a brow. “That’s what happens when you get me so worked up.” I laugh with him for a second until his expression turns more serious. “But maybe I want the world to see. Maybe I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

I swallow, my fingers tracing the small mark as I feel my pulse fluttering in my throat.

Because I’m starting to think that maybe that’s what I want too.

Chapter36

Declan

I dig into the ice, my muscles burning as I race to cut off the opposing center before he can make a clean play. Noah is right on him, shadowing his every move, pressing him hard against the boards, and I can tell from the way the rest of our team shifts into position that we’re locked in, closing down his options before he even realizes he’s in trouble.

Theo strikes first, his stick slicing in with a sharp, calculated poke check, sending the puck skidding loose. But before I can react, their left wing swoops in, snatching it up and pivoting toward the slot, already winding up for a shot.

I recognize the play before it even happens and push forward, dropping low just as he lets the puck fly. It rockets toward me, the force behind it enough to send it screaming into the net—if I weren’t in the way. The impact slams into my shin guard, rattling through my bones, but I don’t flinch.

Instead, I absorb the hit, angling my leg just right to deflect the puck away from danger.

Theo is on it in an instant, sweeping it up and bolting down the ice, turning the game on its head in a matter of seconds.

Now that the heat is off me for a second, my eyes drift up toward the stands, and almost immediately, my gaze locks with Hannah’s. For half a breath, the rest of the world disappears. She’s beaming, and just knowing that she’s here, seeing me do this, sends a rush of something fierce through my chest.

But then the crowd gasps, and my focus snaps back to the ice just in time to see Noah and Theo tearing down the rink in perfect unison, a flawless two-on-one breakaway unfolding in front of me. The lone defenseman for the Glaciers hesitates, seeming unsure whether to challenge Theo or protect against a pass, and that split second of indecision is all it takes.

Theo fakes a shot, then threads a lightning-fast pass across the ice, straight to Noah’s tape. Noah doesn’t even hesitate. He rips a wicked wrist shot, high and fast, sending the puck clanging off the crossbar before it sinks into the back of the net.

The red light blazes, the horn blasts, and the arena erupts.

The Glaciers try to get it back together, fighting hard for the last few seconds of the game, but it’s too late.

We’ve already won, and it seems like everyone knows it.

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