Puck You: A Reverse Harem Enemies-to-Lovers Romance (Her Hockey Harem Book 1)

by Mia Wilde

  “Oh.” I see the need rush through Maddie’s body, sending her hips bucking up to meet mine. She draws them back in the next moment, trying to arch her back and push her hips down enough that she can shift my cock between her legs. “Garret…god yes. Please…”

  I understand her need. I feel it too. There’s something primal inside me driving me to take her. To fuck her raw, leave my cum deep inside her just like Chase did.

  I do both of us a favor and plunge my cock between the sweet, soaked lips of her pussy, thrusting it into her nice and slow. I want her to feel every inch of me, but I’m not letting her get used to any rhythm in the way I’m using her cunt. First, I take things inch by inch, feeding her my cock up to the halfway point before withdrawing again. But just when she thinks she’s only going to get one additional inch on the next thrust, I give it all to her, slamming my dick as deep into her as I can go.

  I’m always shifting up my game, keeping her uncertain of where the next wave of pleasure is going to come from. But whether it’s from my fingers on her clit or my teeth scraping against her nipple, my cock sliding against her G-spot or ramming up deep into her core, she knows that she’ll get nothing but pleasure from me.

  She’s wet enough and I’m hard enough, our bodies begin to move together like kinetic magic. She can’t anticipate my moves, but she can react to them. She takes it all fucking perfectly, too. Too many times, I’ve been with a woman who doesn’t know how to really enjoy pleasure. Doesn’t know how to let herself go, how to really feel the sensations I’m delivering all over her body. Most women don’t even know how to process that much hot, sweet, wet goodness.

  But not Maddie. As I finally lose control as well, we pick up the pace together, our bodies intertwined as we shift and rock ourselves toward the same goal. When I finally feel my balls clench against her, her pussy is already rocketing off into O-town, rapidly tightening and releasing around me so hard that I nearly black out for a second while my cum launches inside her, rope after sticky rope.

  And all the while, she’s got her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me in deeper while she moans for me.

  “Garrett!” she howls, her arms twisting beneath while her heels bounce off my ass. “God yes—come inside me! Fill me up! Yes! Yes!”

  She holds me in tight as I empty my balls into her, my cum mingling with Chase’s deep down in her cunt. As I lower myself on top of her, resting my face against the crook of her neck and kissing her softly, she keeps her legs tight around my waist.

  Pulling me closer.

  Holding me in.

  “Guess I really am a slut for you,” she finally says with a laugh as we catch our breaths. “For all of you, actually.”

  “Yeah?” I pull back, not hiding the way that makes me grin. “How do you feel?”

  “Amazing,” she purrs, closing her eyes and nuzzling against my temple. “And…mm. Tired, too, I guess. You boys really know how to wear a girl out.”

  “Likewise, Maddie.” I pull out of her and roll off, reaching around her so I can finally untie her wrists. “You’re so fucking good to us. To all of us. Here—lay on my chest.”

  She shifts her head onto my shoulder, and I wrap my arms up around her tight. Tomorrow, we’ll have the quarter-finals to tangle with, but tonight…

  Tonight I’m just happy that I’ll be falling asleep with the most beautiful woman in the entire world here in my arms.

  41

  Madeleine

  The next morning, I woke up in Garrett Fleming’s arms. But as much as I wanted to snuggle the entire day away, there was no time. He had to race off to practice, and after all the rolling around I’d been doing in the sheets that night, I was long overdue for another luxurious bubble bath.

  At the Tornadoes’ stadium, I watch the guys warm up and test out the ice. The fans won’t arrive until later, and the Stormbreakers will be taking turns with the Tornadoes to use the rink for most of the day. Chase is keeping Piotr busy with test shots, the two of them shooting and blocking so well that if they were matched up against anyone but each other, it’d be a blow-out either way. Garrett and Ash have Don, the three of them stealing the puck back and forth from each other so quickly that none of them manage to keep it under the control of their sticks for much longer than a few seconds at a time.

  The guys are all looking confident and playing like they mean it. I can feel it radiating through the entire arena, a wild energy coming up off of all of them like I’ve never seen before. It’s only Jared who’s missing, which is strange. Completely unlike him, actually.

  When I go searching for him down in the team’s locker room, though, I wasn’t prepared for what I’d find there.

  “Well, well. If it isn’t Madeleine Christensen.” Rand looks up at me the moment I walk into the room, a towel wrapped around his waist and a dirty look written all over his stupid face. It’s funny—he would probably even be handsome if he didn’t always look like he was preparing to grope someone or like he’d just been asked to do long division without a calculator. “Guess you must’ve had second thoughts about my offer, huh? Finally ready to get Randed?”

  I grimace, taking a step back. Oh my god—if he says get Randed to me one more time, I’m pretty sure I’m going to throw up in my mouth.

  “Not looking for you, actually.” I turn towards the door. “Guess you’re just going to have to get all Randy by yourself, bud.”

  There’s only silence after that as I open the door to leave again. I figure he’s probably just doing his best to make a mental note of my superior pun so he can inflict it on some other poor woman down the line. But as I feel a hand catch my wrist, I realize that I’ve figured wrong.

  “Come on, Maddie. Now’s not the time to act like a fuckin’ prude.” He tugs me toward him, sharp and rough. “You knew what you were getting into when you fell into bed with all our starters. I think it’s about time you followed through with the rest of the team. Heh.” He breaths a gross breath of warm air onto my face as he looms over me, lowering his lips toward mine. “If Coach isn’t gonna give me a piece of the action on the ice today, the least you can do is give me some action off of it.”

  I’m about to knee him in the balls and spit in his face—which he very much deserves. But then I realize that the door I just opened hasn’t swung closed again yet.

  Unfortunately for Rand, he doesn’t realize the same until Jared Southern has him by the throat.

  “Jared. C’mon, man. It’s not what it looks like, I’m just—” Rand chokes out as Jared pushes me aside.

  I half expect Jared to say something really cool. Some kind of quippy little one-liner. He looks like an action star, after all. It seems appropriate that he’d have a line to say like one, too.

  But Jared’s not a man of all that many words. He just lets out a growl while he slams Rand’s head against a locker hard enough that he doesn’t have to draw back for a second blow.

  Rand drops to the ground like a sack of raw meat, out cold. When Jared turns to me, his fury is still flashing in his dark, chocolate colored eyes.

  “He hurt you?” Jared grunts.

  I shake my head. My heart’s pounding and my hands are trembling a little, but Jared showed up quick enough that for the most part, I’m alright.

  “Good.” Jared takes me into his arms immediately, pulling me tight against his chest and holding me until my heart’s pounding for whole new reasons now. He’s still in his hockey gear “I saw you coming down here to the locker rooms. Figured you might’ve been looking for me.” He smiles. “Maybe even hoped for it, even. But if he’d hurt you… Hell. It’s a good thing he didn’t, I guess. We’d have to hide a body instead of doing what I followed you down here to do.”

  “Guess I was right about you in my stories, at least.” I let out a nervous little laugh as I draw away just enough to look up at him. “You sure do have an affinity for knocking people out.”

  Jared’s grin grows wicked. “Not quite right, actually. I only punch assholes l
ike Rand when they’re asking for it. Specifically in cases involving, ah…damsels in distress.”

  I blink up at him. “That’s why you knocked out that guy at that nightclub?”

  “A guy was getting handsy with my little sister,” Jared reveals. “Isabel. She always gets all the wrong kinds of attention—a lot like you in that way, I guess.”

  “I didn’t know you even had sisters.”

  “Just the one,” he reveals. “She just got her physical therapy degree. Signed on with the Las Vegas Blackjacks this year. Kind of a dirty traitor move, keeping the opposition healthy and fit, but.” He rubs the back of his head, rolling his eyes. “Anyway. Sounds like there’s a lot you didn’t know about us Stormbreakers, huh?”

  I furrow my brow. “I literally didn’t get any of your stories right. That’s…annoying. God, next I’m going to find out that Don is secretly like, a virgin monk or something.”

  Jared laughs. “With you around? If there were any virgins on the team before, Maddie, I think you’ve certainly ensured that there aren’t anymore.”

  “Mm. Guess you’re right.” I cast a glance down to Rand, who’s still slumped on the floor. “What should we do about him?”

  Jared shrugs. “Shove him in the janitor’s closet and let Coach know that he ought to let him go, I guess. We don’t need creeps like him on the team—especially not with the way he’s been treating you.”

  I watch as Jared hefts Rand up like the other man weighs nothing, tucking him away in a closet in the corner and locking the door. I’m still a little bit shaken up from what’s just happened, but it’s kind of impossible not to notice how easily Jared can use his physicality like that.

  Pretty hot too, for that matter.

  “Um, Jared…” I say as Jared starts stripping off his pads and slipping out of his pants. “You said you followed me down here for something…”

  He shoots me a grin. “Thought you might be curious about that. Wanna know what it was?”

  I place a hand on my hip, keeping my eyes glued to Jared’s abs as he removes his undershirt. “Obviously.”

  He cocks his head toward the showers. “Get your clothes off and find out, then.”

  42

  Jared

  She comes to me through the steam of the showers, looking like some kind of goddess.

  Hell, maybe she really is one.

  I was far from Maddie’s biggest fan when she first started working for the Stormbreakers. If anything, I was the loudest voice saying we needed to put her in her place then kick her to the damn curb—assuming that the shit we were planning on putting her through didn’t send her running before it came to that.

  But with the way things have turned around ever since Maddie came over to work for us, I know now how fucking wrong I was. She might be just as feisty, sassy, smart-mouthed and yeah, even just as bitchy on occasion and we all thought she was. But she’s also gorgeous. Sweet. Kind. Clever as anything and smarter than we ever gave her credit for. Her marketing plans gave us the little boost in fans that we needed to feel like the Kings of Seattle again at our home games. And her work with the team after hours…

  I swipe my hand across my face to get the water out of my eyes just so I can look at her better. Big, full tits. Tiny little waist. Wide flare at the hips and gorgeous, thick-lashed hazel eyes.

  Yeah, goddess is about fuckin’ right. She’s helped turn the entire team around. We owe her a lot for that alone. I’d punch a thousand different fuckwits if it meant keeping her safe. Especially with the way she’s looking up at me now, like I’m the greatest damn thing in the entire fucking universe, too.

  And that’s not even factoring in the most recent Maddie-related development, which has been the talk of the team ever since Chase and Garrett had their time with her last night.

  “I suppose I should find some way to thank you,” she says softly, standing before me and watching the water wash down my body. Taking in every muscle, every scar etched into my skin. And most importantly, my cock, which was painfully stiff as soon as I spotted her coming down here in the first place.

  After what Chase and Garrett told me this morning, I skipped out of warm-ups a little early just so I could try and find a reason to get her alone. And now here she is, naked, ready, willing—and grateful too.

  I can hardly believe my luck.

  And if there’s anything I’ve learned in my life, when you come across a little luck…

  You take full fucking advantage of it.

  “I’m sure you’ll think of something,” I tell her, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her to me.

  She fits against my chest to perfectly when I kiss her, I don’t want to let her go. But my cock has other needs—needs that directly conflict with my lips being against Maddie’s perfect, sweet little mouth.

  I allow myself to enjoy making out with her right up to the point where the stiffness pressed up against her belly can’t take it anymore. Then, I lift her up, pinning her against the wall of the shower and forcing her knees apart so she can wrap them around my waist.

  “How about a baby?” I tease, my chest heaving with want as I rub the tip of my cock against her slick, swollen clit. “From the sounds of things, you’ve developed quite the little pregnancy kink over the last few days.”

  “Oh, fuck,” she swears, closing her eyes and arching her back. “Garrett and Chase told you, too? Guess the cat’s out of the bag on that one, huh?”

  “Would it be so bad, sweetheart?” I thrust my cock between the lips of her slit, getting it nice and soaked with her honey while the water washes down my back. “Look at how well we protect you…”

  Maddie moans as I lift her up a little higher, until I’ve got her balanced on my cockhead, my precum pressing up into her pussy.

  “Look at how well we take care of you.”

  I thrust up into her, lowering her down onto me at the exact same time. The noise she makes when I do it turns me into a fucking animal. She’s even hotter on the inside than the steam all around us, and as I fuck up into her, she whimpers and moans like I’m the greatest thing on the entire planet.

  “Look at how well we please you.”

  I pin her to the wall with my cock, rocking back just enough that I have the momentum to pound back into her even harder. Even deeper. I’ve barely gotten ten strokes in and she’s already clawing at my back, teeth bared like she’s gone full animal too.

  Good. That’s how I want her. Feral, unhinged, ready to take my cum deep inside her whether there’s birth control stopping me from knocking her up or not. Because as soon as she’s off that fucking pill, I’m going to be the first one to bend her over and breed her like the bitch she is. Breed her, fill her with my cum, claim her and take her the way she’s always needed. Always wanted. Always deserved.

  “You fucking want it, Maddie. Chase and Garrett didn’t have to say anything—it’s written all over your perfect fucking face.”

  “I want it!” she cries out, clinging to me as I launch her through such a hard orgasm it’s all I can do not to join her immediately. “Oh my god, Jared, I want it. I want it so bad, it’s—it’s insane—it’s—”

  “That’s it, babydoll. Give me that perfect pleasure of yours. Just like that. Good girl. Perfect thing.” I keep thrusting into her, holding off my own orgasm until she stops throbbing around me quite so hard. I want her to feel me when I come inside her. No distractions. Nothing else to focus on. Just how good I’ve just made her feel and how much better she feels once I’ve got my cum so deep into her it can’t even begin to drip back out.

  But impossibly, her orgasm doesn’t seem to stop. She’s so fucking into it, her body’s gone haywire. Her cries and moans are so loud, for a second I think she might actually wake up Rand all the way out in that janitor’s closet I’ve locked him in. Now that would be a laugh. I kind of hope she does, even. Nothing would please me more than for that asshole to hear me pumping Maddie’s tight, hot pussy full of my cum while she begs me to knock her up�
�right after she denied him the same pleasure and I cracked his skull against the wall.

  “Jesus, Maddie,” I finally pant, feeling my own balls start to tense up in a way that I can’t fight back. “You done coming yet?”

  “I—I can’t stop!” she whimpers, half-laughing as she holds tight to my shoulders and her body trembles against mine. “C-come with me, Jared? I don’t think I can st-stop until you do.”

  Aw, hell. I can’t say no to that. My plans for how I want to come inside her go right out the window as soon as those words leave her lips. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t be able to help coming inside her now.

  Her pussy thrashes around me, sucking me deeper and deeper with every spasm as I let loose inside her. After an entire day of no Maddie yesterday and all the stress and excitement of the game tonight hanging over my head, they’ve been almost painfully full ever since I woke up this morning. I could’ve stroked myself off to the thought of her then, but I didn’t.

  I wanted to put every last drop of my cum into sweet little Maddie’s hot, tight cunt, and now she’s given me no choice to do anything but.

  When I’m finally spent, I hold her tight, feeling a laugh on my lips that matches the one that’s shaking through Maddie’s whole body now.

  “You done orgasming yet, sweetheart?” I ask, stealing a kiss from her gorgeous, pillowy lips.

  “Just about,” she says with a giggle. She shivers as she pulls away, all caught up in the excitement of the moment as well. “I think just about.”

  43

  Madeleine

  It takes me a little while to recover from the incredible fuck session with Jared. It feels so good to be surrendering myself up to these guys like this at last, letting them use me and take me however they want.