Puck Me Hard
“Admit it,” He growls, pressing my back into the wall. “You like it when I piss you off.”
Fuck, I hate Hayes so much. My breath hitches and I brace my hands against his chest. “You’re delusional.”
“Am I?” He smirks and leans in, mouth hovering just inches from my ear. “Then why do you look like you're about to kiss me–or punch me? Either way, Carter, I win.”
“Fuck you!” I spit.
Dorian chuckles darkly, roughly kicking my legs apart so he can press his knee hard up against my dick. “Oh you will, Golden boy. And when you do, it won’t be because I forced you. It’ll be because you begged for my cock.”
For Noah Carter, hockey isn’t just a game–it’s an escape. The golden boy captain with a killer smile and a secret he can’t afford to slip, Noah’s carefully crafted lie is falling apart with every practice and every time he locks eyes with HIM.
HIM.
Dorian Hayes is fire on the ice with only one mission--Make it to the NHL. But there’s one person he never expected to see when he got in Bridgewater to play for the Artic-Blades.
Noah Fucking Carter.
The one person he hates with everything inside him. Cue in a plan to destroy everything Noah stands for.
But every time their bodies collide on the ice, Dorian can’t deny the pull. It’s infuriating, maddening…and addictive.
He doesn’t want to want Noah, but when their rivalry shifts from Icy stares to scalding touches, Dorian is forced to confront a truth he’s spent years skating away from: sometimes, the person you hate the most is the only one who truly sees you.
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Chapter: Last Surprise.Noah's P.O.VFucking disgusting queers.My fists clenched around the wet paper towels, making them squelch in my grip, and I felt the heat crawl up my neck. but it wasn't from embarrassment this time. it was Rage and it burned through the last shreds of humiliation clinging to me gotten from that wet spot on my jeans clinging to me like a fucking badge I hadn't asked for. I dropped the tissues, letting them splat to the floor, and squared my shoulders, stepping into his space till we were chest to chest. He was bigger, sure, reeking of cheap beer and even cheaper hate, but I didn't give a shit... For the first time, I now understood just how Dorian must have felt when Matt kept putting him on the spot."Say it again," I growled, locking my eyes on his. A flicker of surprise flashed quickly through his eyes as though he hadn't expected me to push back. And from the experience I'd had with Matt, I knew guys like him never do. They think they could spit their poison and walk away with no
Last Updated: 2025-03-03
Chapter: Public Display Of Horniness Noah’s P.O.V.On the way back to the lake house, my stomach grumbled quite loudly, reminding us that we didn't have breakfast so Dorian rolled up to this little breakfast cafe off the highway, some hole-in-the-wall spot with checkered floors and the smell of bacon thick in the air. I slid into the booth across from Dorian, and the second our eyes locked, it was like some sappy butterflies in the stomach type of shit, straight out of a movie—Dorian kept giving me these damn looks. Eyes soft, lips twitching in that lazy, knowing smirk. It made my stomach tighten, not with nerves, but with something sweeter.. He grinned at me, all messy red hair and sharp green eyes, and I couldn’t believe I’d ever thought happiness like this was off the table. Out here, miles from hockey, from the team, from my dad’s bullshit, I could just… be myself, Noah Carter. Not the star hockey player or the Golden boy captain. No masks, no pressure. Just me and him, and it felt so fucking good I almost didn’t
Last Updated: 2025-02-28
Chapter: SkiingI woke up to a warm, firm hand kneading my ass, fingers pressing deep, massaging like I was something to be sculpted. Lips slowly brushed over my shoulders, the soft scrape of teeth sending a dull shiver through my sleep-heavy body.A small, satisfied smile curled at my lips before I even opened my eyes. Dorian.My body knew his touch before my brain fully caught up. His fingers spread, gripping my ass like he owned it, kneading the flesh before sliding down, teasing over my thighs. I stretched on the bed with a quiet groan, pressing back into his touch and feeling my cock stir despite the ridiculous number of times we’d gone at it last night, with the endless blowjobs and handjobs.Biting back a yawn, I muttered, “Mmm. Good morning to you too.” My voice was thick with sleep, but I was already waking up fast.A low grunt was the only answer I got, Then those lips started moving lower and mapping out my back with open-mouthed kisses.. His lips traced over my spine, down past the curve
Last Updated: 2025-02-28
Chapter: Weekend GetawayNoah’s P.O.VDorian pulled the old Chevy to a stop, a sputtering noise echoing from its engine before it finally stopped. We’d been driving for hours, the Minnesota wilderness stretching out endlessly until a little cottage appeared, nestled against a glassy lake that shimmered under the afternoon sun. In the silence that followed, I glanced over at Dorian. His long fingers were still gripping the wheel and his knuckles were scraped raw from his fight with Matt. The swelling around his eyes had lessened a lot, but honestly, Dorian was the only one I knew who still managed to look scrumptious while he was roughed up. When he noticed me looking at him, he flicked his green eyes to me for a second, before he yanked the keys out of the ignition.Neither of us said a word as we alighted and Dorian rounded the car to the trunk, opened it, and pulled out our bags before tossing mine at me. My fingers closed around the worn strap, still not sure why the fuck I even let him drive me here.Stil
Last Updated: 2025-02-27
Chapter: Trust Noah’s P.O.VI woke up way too fucking early, sunlight barely creeping through the blinds, but my heart was already hammering like I’d chugged three Red Bulls. It was stupid how excited I was just to see Dorian again, to grab my damn clothes from him. After last night—fuck, that shower, his mouth, the way he’d owned me—I couldn’t shake him. I’d been a coward for too long, holding back when every inch of me screamed to run toward him, not away. I rolled out of bed, dick half-hard just thinking about that heated green eyes glinting under the bathroom light, and stumbled into the shower. The hot water did nothing to calm me down; it just made me think of him slick and naked, smirking at me like he knew every dirty thought in my head.As soon as I scrubbed myself clean, I threw on a hoodie and jeans, and bolted out of the frat house like my ass was on fire. The walk to Dorian’s dorm was a blur—my pulse thumped in my ears, and I couldn’t tell if it was nerves or anticipation. His piercing
Last Updated: 2025-02-26
Chapter: BOOM_BA_YAHNoah’s P.O.VEver since I bolted out of Dorian’s room like a coward, the last time I’d ever been in close proximity with him was at the game where I ended up punching him in the face. I felt so cowardly and disgusted with myself after, that I had Jaxon’s roommate switch rooms with me so I didn’t have to face Dorian when he returned to the hotel room. Fear was a bitch and it had me running from the only one who’s ever made me feel emotions so strongly it resonated down to my bone. I was a gutless bastard, too terrified to own up to the way Dorian set me on fire. I’d known that I couldn’t avoid Dorian forever especially since I would soon return to hockey, but I’d hoped to drag it out for as long as I could because I couldn’t give Dorian the answers to the questions he would ask me. They were too raw to be spoken out loud and that was why I could only share it over text with Redline87. But when I heard Dorian had gotten into a fight with that meathead, Matt, and was in a really bad fuck
Last Updated: 2025-02-25
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