Page 68 of Triple Pucked
D’Angelo never told me what she said. He only listened, while his expression darkened.
Then he cut her off, sharply. “Shut up and listen to me, you abusive piece of shit. You make me fucking sick. People like you who pretend that they’re doms but abuse the trust of subs should be locked up. Don’t call me again. If you contact or come nearmysub again, then I’ll fucking kill you.”
His sub.
Normally, D’Angelo calling me that would make warmth flood through me.
Only, Blythe has contacted me, and I’m breaking my Dom’s rules about hurting myself.
I skate like there is wind beneath me, as if I can escape my own skin if I skate fast enough.
The goal is in front of me. My hands tighten around my stick.
I just need to score once.
Two minutes left.
I lick over my lips at the memory of the tender kiss that Robyn gave me before we left Freedom Mansion.
It’s tradition.
She is my good luck charm.
I scan the arena.
Robyn and Eden are standing together on the other side of the glass. Their arms are touching as close as they can without holding hands.
Robyn catches my gaze, giving a tight smile.
She is wrapped up in a long coat, as well as Eden’s gray scarf and gloves. Eden is standing next to her in his game night gray suit with light silver waistcoat. The long woolen coat that Eden is wearing over it, exactly matches his eyes.
Eyes that right now are fixed on me with a mix of concern and sternness.
“Concentrate,” Eden mouths.
I flinch.
My chest is rapidly rising and falling. I take a moment to draw in a deep breath.
Head in the game, Shay.
I’ve been rattled. But I can do this.
I have to.
One minute left…
I put my head down and skate toward the goal.
This next goal is mine.
I weave around the rival team’s defensemen.
I skate faster and faster. Excitement surges through me for the first time in the game.
I won’t let Blythe silence my voice ever again. Ink washes off. It’s only words.
I’d proudly tattoo D’Angelo’s name on my bloody cock. I don’t need to, however, because I am tattooed by my willing submission to him.
