UNSPORTSMANLIKE CONDUCT (Gods of the Gridiron Book 1)

by Shanna Swenson

  Sky giggled, hopeful for more moments that blew both their minds. “I’m all yours, Ares.”

  And at that, she gasped as her gridiron god flipped her onto her back.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Travis groaned in delight as he awoke to the feel of Skyla’s naked chest pressed against his. He looked down to her cinnamon and sugar swirls of hair splayed across him and immediately he grew hard. Fuck! What was it about this woman that he simply couldn’t get enough of? They’d fucked enough last night to last a lifetime, but apparently his dick disagreed. The greedy sonovabitch wanted her again…and again…and again.

  Travis had never had this happen before. Sure, he’d bedded beautiful women with ravenous sexual appetites, but none that had his mind and body fully engulfed, like Skyla had. There was something about her that fueled every male instinct within him. He longed to possess her as he’d never possessed any woman before her, and that thought thrilled and frightened him.

  She moaned suddenly and her nose tickled his nipple. Her hand moved down his belly to rest on his cock, and he growled aloud. “Careful, love, you’re about to awaken The Ram.”

  The blue eyes that sought his electrified him, and he was stunned by how much he wanted her once more. “My Ares, you fail to realize I’m not afraid of The Ram.”

  His eyes narrowed and he moved fast, pulling her atop him as if she weighed nothing.

  “How dare you tempt a god, blasphemer! Now you must atone for your sins. Hop up here and pay your penance like a good worshipper.”

  Sky grinned naughtily, and Travis’s dick jumped in anticipation. How he had any seed left to spew was anyone’s guess. He’d never been so sexed up and didn’t know when or if this would end. And God help him, he didn’t want it to.

  At some point in the night, they’d moved here into the bed and once more fucked like a bunch of rabbits. Skyla had been passionate, giving, and generous, and he’d eaten up everything she’d offered him. They’d fallen to sleep at some point, finally giving into exhaustion.

  Now, she was gripping his cock like she owned it, and his head was falling back in submission as he moaned. If she wanted him splayed before her, she’d have him that way. He was hers to conquer, hers to control, hers to have as she pleased. And he was loving every second. He palmed her breasts and squeezed as she gingerly mounted him, biting her lips as she slowly impaled herself. “Easy, love. Can you take it?” he asked, concerned he might hurt her.

  “Mmm, Ares, your cock it…”

  “Fits like a fuckin’ glove,” he grunted and stilled her hips as his scrotum threatened to unload their burden. “Jesus, Sky, I’ve never…” he grimaced, and begged himself not to prematurely ejaculate, for this seductress deserved hers too. My God, what is this woman doing to me? he thought for the second time in two days. She was pulling him into a pit of undeniable pleasure and feelings he couldn’t ignore.

  She moved on him, far sooner than he was ready, and he gasped as the feel of her around him threatened to destroy him. “Sky…” he protested, even as her hips lifted and lowered on him.

  “It’s ok,” her lips oozed silk as she moaned and rode his cock.

  His hands moved from her hips to her ass and gripped hard. “Oh, fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

  “Mmm, you do too. Your body. I love your body, Travis,” she cooed as her hands moved from his chest to his abs and back again, caressing him with her fingertips. He shivered as he fought the urge to hammer her. She must have sensed his reserve as her hands stilled on his belly. “Travis, fuck me.”

  “Mmm, baby, I—”

  “It’s ok. You made love to me last night. I want you to fuck me now.”

  He scoffed and looked into her serious eyes. Why would she want that? Didn’t most women want it sensual, not frenzied? Travis prided himself on being an unselfish lover. But even women wanted it fast and hard sometimes too, right? When the occasion called for it.

  Without hesitation, he let his body be his guide as he pistoned into her, meeting her lunges with hard thrusts that shook them both and Skyla’s mouth fell into an O as he fucked her like his life depended on it. He sat up and cupped her breast, pulling her nipple to his mouth as he continued to pound her relentlessly. The other hand moved to the back of her head and gripped her hair lightly as he watched her eyes. He loved her breast and popped off, watching her come as she cried out and her head flew back. He wanted to fall with her, but he was too damned greedy and when her release faded, he pulled her from his lap and flipped her over on all fours.

  She grunted even as he covered her and thrust into her from behind, moving his hand down her bottom and smacking it hard as he hammered into her. “Mmm, Ares,” she cried as she bent her upper body down, jutting her ass out.

  “That’s right, baby, bow before your god. You wanted The Ram, now you got him.”

  “Oh, shit,” Sky muttered as his hand moved to stroke between her legs. “Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard.”

  “Oh, naughty girl now, huh? You want it. Tell me how much you want it.”

  “Oh,” she cried again as he smacked her plump ass once more. “I want it, God, I want it. Give it to me.”

  “No, not until,” Travis grated out, fucking her so hard his thighs burned, “you give it to me, sweetheart.” His fingertips rapidly stroked her sensitive folds as his hips hit hers violently, her sex milking him into oblivion.

  Soon, she screamed out, burying her face into a pillow as her body succumbed to his ministrations and without warning, Travis pulled out and exploded on Skyla’s tight little ass, gasping and sputtering as his seed squirted halfway up her back.

  “Sky, shit, baby. Fuck, you’re so damn sexy.”

  After several moments of attempting to gain his breath, Travis finally moved and ran to the bathroom to grab a towel. He cleaned his semen off Sky’s ass and back and turned her over to make sure she was alright. Her face was red but she was smiling, so he took that as a good sign. He kissed her lips softly before falling to the bed and bringing her to rest on his chest, tucking her head into his shoulder. “Fuck, Sky, I haven’t ever had this much sex. I swear.”

  He looked up to see a blushing Skyla. “I—I never knew that…” She looked down. “I thought men only came once.”

  Travis looked around, raising his brows as Sky’s head came up. “I mean, as you’ve noticed, guys can come more than once during sex. Not like women can, but it’s not unusual to ejaculate more than twice, I guess.” Travis shrugged.

  “What were you gonna say before? This morning and last night, you had just gotten inside me and you started to say something but then stopped. You said, ‘I never—’ then stopped.”

  Travis tried to remember, but being inside her literally blew his mind and made him forget everything but her silky heat swallowing him whole. “Oh! I remember. I’ve never been so close to coming in my life than when I slide into you.”

  “Really?” Her brows furrowed in surprise.

  “Yeah really. You’re so tight and hot and…fuck, I’m getting hard thinking about it again.”

  Skyla giggled, and Trav literally felt his cock jerk in response. “Keep it up and you’re gonna be so raw, I’ll have to fuck your ass next.”

  Sky gasped in surprise and shook her head, getting a laugh out of Travis. “I—I’ve never. No. Just no.”

  “Oh, c’mon. Don’t knock it ‘til you try it.”

  “Anal is gross!” She protested. “There’s so much bacteria. Eww.” Clearly, she’d never tried anal or she wouldn’t be so opposed, but he wouldn’t push it…not today, anyway. “We forgot to use a condom again.”

  Dammit, that made the second time. Travis frowned, displeased that he’d let his desires override his rationale. “I’m sorry about that. I’m clean just so you know. I get tested frequently.”

  “I mean…I’m clean too. It’s just—” she lowered her head, bashfully.

  “What, don’t tell me you’re a major germ-a-phob now and don’t want me jizzing in you?”

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nbsp; “No, I just, I’m not on the pill or anything.”

  “Oh fuck!” Travis grunted but remembered that he’d pulled out last time too, thank goodness. The last thing this fling needed was an illegitimate child while they were running for their lives. But then he laughed, sensing Sky’s shift in moods. “We’ll just have to name the little bastard Minotaur or some shit.”

  “Not funny, Trav,” she elbowed him even as she kissed his pec and fingered his nipples, getting a hiss out of him. “Everyone knows that Ares and Aphrodite had at least four children and they were winged, of which, none were Minotaur.”

  Travis knew nothing of the sort. He did good to remember his routes. Greek mythology was cool as shit but he could barely pronounce the names of the gods, let alone remember their children. “Thus, why you’re smarter than me. I’m just a dumb jock, remember?” He winked and got a giggle out of his Aphrodite even as she leaned in to kiss his lips. He loved her soft lips and her firm tits and ass and…

  “Mmm, Travis,” she said breathlessly as his hands roved over her and their kiss deepened.

  “Mmm, yes, I know. I don’t need to father anymore winged children but damn, woman, I know now why Ares couldn’t stop himself from having affairs with the goddess of beauty.”

  Aphrodite laughed heartily. “Oh, just chill, god of war. I don’t know if I’m physically capable of anymore sexual relations with you right now.”

  Travis moved on top of her and cupped her face, admiring her natural beauty: no makeup, no mascara, nothing but rosy, post-sex bliss smeared her cheeks. “Fine. I’ll give you a break. For now,” he smirked. “I mean, I guess we could eat and go play in the snow again. I wouldn’t mind sledding.”

  Her lips lifted in a smile. “Sledding, huh? And more workouts?”

  “Definitely more workouts. I need to bench press you so I don’t get soft.” He winked.

  “The likelihood of you getting soft around me is gonna be slim, stud.”

  “Oooh, I love this new confident Skyla. She’s sexy as fuck.”

  He kissed her lips again and cupped her breast, bringing it back to his mouth to love. After a moment, she wriggled beneath him and he felt his dick getting hard again.

  “Travis,” she sighed, in equal parts want and exhaustion.

  “I know, I’m sorry.”

  “No, you’re not.” Sky giggled in response.

  “Ok, I’m not,” he confessed. “I gotta ask though, was it everything you’d dreamed of?”

  “You would ask me that, you cocky jerk,” she hissed. “But it was more…so much more.”

  Travis smiled and leaned his forehead against hers. “It was for me too, Sky.” He felt his heart flip as she cupped his jaw, running her fingers over the thick scruff there.

  “I’ll never forget this time I’ve had with you, no matter what happens. I’m…I’m really glad I ran into you, even if we do die. I want you to know that.”

  “Well, that’s comforting.” But he understood why she’d said it. They could still die. Geraci could still find them before the cavalry came. “I think it’s time we fed the beast,” Travis motioned to his growling belly, and Skyla laughed again.

  “I thought we’d already fed him.” Her blue eyes sparkled in amusement.

  “Oh, he’ll feed again. He likes wanton maidens best, ya know.”

  Later that day, they went sledding after they’d eaten, finding a sled in the shed out back. Then they worked out, another sweat-scorching, high-intensity routine. After working his neck and legs, Travis had literally bench-pressed Skyla for a total of forty reps, before he’d finally called it quits.

  “How many pounds can you bench?” she asked once he’d set her down beside him on the floor.

  “I mean, I can press close to three hundred, but usually I don’t lift more than two-thirty. I’m not a power lifter, so our focus is technique and working fast twitch muscles, not necessarily bulking up.”

  “You lost me there, stud.” Sky laughed. “But whatever you’re doing, it’s workin’.” She winked and squeezed his bicep.

  “You mean, I know stuff you don’t know?” he scoffed.

  “It’s technical. I’m sure your workouts are very specific to you; you have coaches and dieticians and such.”

  “Yeah, my dietician and coaches would eat me alive right now, but what can I do? Just waiting on Wyatt Earp to come rescue us, right?”

  Sky smiled and nodded then frowned. “You’re getting a cut in pay and have fines too, right? For your suspension.”

  “Yeah.” He shrugged. He didn’t keep up with the money side of it. That’s what his lawyer was for.

  “Right, I forgot, twenty-five thousand dollars is a trip to Walmart for you. Why get all up in arms about it?”

  Travis didn’t miss her tone. “Hey, c’mon. It’s not like I can go back and change anything. I fucked up, okay? I own that. I’m missing out too, though. I miss my teammates and football. I’m being punished here.”

  “You look so punished,” she pouted and leaned in to kiss him.

  “I am. Tortured beyond words by this sultry little sex goddess I’m cooped up with. It’s straight damn torment, something out of the underworld. Hades would be downright jealous.”

  Skyla giggled again and let him jerk her up and into his lap, where she settled easily against him and ran her fingers through his hair as he made love to her mouth. He gripped her back and lost himself to her ways, loving her moans and taste and soft curves pressing into him.

  “Mmm,” he moaned and pulled back. “My Aphrodite knows how to handle a horny ram.” He looked down at his growing hard-on and got another laugh out of Skyla. God, she was gorgeous when she was happy.

  “Gah, you’re such a perv. We should shower and make dinner, Ares.”

  “I’ll make something, naughty girl. Make you scream my name like you have been. That’s enough to satisfy me.”

  And so the night went, with them wrapped in each other’s arms, loving one another like there was no tomorrow. Going through the box of condoms like it was their freaking honeymoon and they had not a care in the world but to please and be pleased. Travis gave himself fully to this enticing love goddess of ancient Greece who stirred his sex and heart in ways he hadn’t known were possible.

  As he buried himself inside her for the umpteenth time and still didn’t feel fully satiated, he came to the conclusion that when they got through this and life was back to normal, he was going to take her out on a real date, invite her to his big mansion in Buckhead, and even bring her to meet the guys—Brett, Linc, TJ, Paxton and the others. As he made her his tonight, he realized he wanted her to be his long after this night was over. He wanted her to be with him, tomorrow and the next day and the next.

  “Where the fuck are they?” Geraci growled into the phone.

  “We’ve found them, sir. They’ve been spotted just outside of Estes Park, Colorado,” Mathers answered, knowing he had to give in.

  “Colorado, huh? Interesting.”

  “It would seem Ms. Larson has a hideout there. We’re digging now. It’s just a matter of…”

  “Time is something that is wearing my patience thin, Kane. And we all know what happens when I get angry, so you find them and you bring them here. That’s a direct order, do you understand? I want them unharmed, but in your custody in the next twenty-four hours. Is that clear?”

  “Crystal, sir. They will be ours by nightfall tomorrow. I’ll call you when it’s done.”

  “Good. I expect you won’t disappoint me. You haven’t thus far, Kane.”

  And Casey hoped he wouldn’t; he needed Geraci’s trust for this all to come to fruition.

  “I’ll make you proud, Gio.”

  “Good man. Safe travels.”

  Giovanni hung up the phone, and Mathers took in a deep breath.

  Travis and Skyla had the night then hell was coming for them. He prayed they were ready to face it.

  Sky laughed again and smiled at her lover as the bubbles encompassed them.


  “I heard this can give you a yeast infection,” Travis said, grunting even as Sky moved atop of him and guided his erection to her entrance. “Mmm, fuck, you feel so good.”

  “If I don’t have one yet, I’m bound to never get one,” she retorted and moaned along with him as he gripped her waist.

  He kissed her passionately as he matched her thrusts. “Mmm, I’m just sayin’ we can do this outside of the water. I know it’s your first time but this, mmm, isn’t easy on…” he trailed off as Sky’s walls clenched him and her eyes sought his as she came closer to the edge. “Damn Sky,” he chuckled, “you’re so easy.”

  “Can it and give me my O, muscle head,” she grunted on a moan.

  “You should be careful how you speak to your god, Aphrodite.”

  “Mmm, what’d you have in mind, Ares?”

  She gasped as he scooped her up and out of the water. He threw her over his shoulder as he got out of the bathtub, smacking her butt and getting a squeal from her as he walked them to the bedroom. She enjoyed the view of his firm-as-hell glutes and hamstrings before she was thrown onto the bed and a ferocious-looking Ares growled down at her. He threw his hands on his hips and snarled. “I think it’s time to bend you to my will, Fireball.”

  “Oh Ares, you frighten me with your wrath,” Sky teased and tickled her fingertips down his washboard stomach.

  Travis almost laughed but caught himself as he gripped her wrist. “You’ll rue the day you chose to smite— Ok seriously, did they really talk like this?”

  Sky laughed even as her hands fell to his hard member and squeezed him in her hand, getting a gasp out of him in response. “Now Ares, you’re breaking character. The mighty Aphrodite was shaking in her sandals.”

  “Right. I’m sure she was.” He stroked her hair. “Mmm. I love it when you cup my balls like that.”

  “Ugh, Trav. I hate when you say balls…and tits.”